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I would put it away for now, but stored it in a mental file to be assessed later.

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Penelope

Our mouths crashed together the instant we were inside the backseat of the limo. My ass didn’t have a chance to touch the seat before Dominic dragged me underneath him on the wide leather bench.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned as his mouth inhaled my tongue, sending riveting blankets of heat over my skin. I gripped the collar of his coat, pulled it apart, and slipped my arms over his shoulders as he ground between my legs.

“Yessssss.”

His dick was hard as a brick. I could feel the weight of it through his pants.

“I want it in my mouth.”

He nibbled down my neck, over my now-exposed shoulders, but I’d planned to get what I wanted this time. Dominic had done a perfect job of giving me just enough without giving me everything.

This time, I was going for it all. I pushed his chest, and he rose up off me and sat back. My fingers fumbled with his Ferragamo leather belt. One twist to loosen his pants, and I surpassed the zipper, reached in, and leaned over as I pulled out his dick.

“Madre di Dio,” I said.

A thick, veiny shaft swatted at me and popped me in the mouth. I laughed and purred simultaneously while sizing up the length of his erection.

“Have a change of heart, goddess?”

I needed to somehow create more space in the back of my throat, but I wasn’t about to stop now.

I fisted his dick but couldn’t close my hand around his girth. Still, I made do, driving my hand up and down, sliding from the seat to my knees, where I felt like I had the most leverage.

I sucked the tip, then opened my mouth and sucked as much of him as I could to the back of my open throat.

“Mmmmmmmm.” I was instantly wet, my pussy thumping wildly as I became fully aroused.

Dominic reached for my head, removing my wig and pulling out the pins that held my hair up. My hair fell to my shoulders, and he slid his fingers into my curls, gripped my scalp, and guided my direction.

His dick was heavy, and smooth against my tongue with a fresh out-the-shower scent. Each time I came up I took him deeper—deeper, and then his guidance became faster.

“Mmmmmm…” I bobbed and sucked, moved my head in circles, gagged, and swallowed the saliva that covered his erection when I heard him moan.

“Penelope…”

I glanced up to see his head fall back, his pleasure motivating me to go deeper, faster. I choked repeatedly, my eyes watered, and for what felt like thirty seconds, I couldn’t breathe because my mouth and throat were clogged with dick.

“Ah!” I sucked off his shaft and inhaled a huge intake of breath, then dove back as deep as I could go and sucked his cock like I was about to win a marathon.

“Grgggggh!”

My nipples hardened, and the pulsation between my thighs ramped up, igniting my desire and keeping me steady.

I stroked him and sucked him, teased the tip, and let him fuck my mouth with upsurging hip strokes.

“Uh!”

I felt his hand tremble on my scalp, and he didn’t warn me, but I knew he was coming.

“Mmmmm!”

He coated my palette with light, sweet, flavorful nut. It ran down the side of my mouth and the back of my throat for what felt like forever.

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