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The rhythm she’s working is way too perfect. The way she’s pumping my length while she takes me as deep as she can? Holy hell, the woman knows what she’s doing, and if she’s not careful, my knot won’t get a chance to swell up inside her pussy tonight.

“No more of that,” I tell her softly, stroking her hair as she slowly stops.

She lets my cock pop out of her mouth, and the flushed stare of arousal she hits me with makes me swallow hard.

“Was it that bad?” she asks.

I shake my head. “It was that good.”

The smile that comment earns me is so sweet and shy, it’s adorable.

“Lie down,” I tell her. “Take off your panties and spread your legs wide for me.”

She does what I ask without a hint of hesitation, and I follow her onto the bed, pushing her legs a little wider as I get closer.

The bare skin of her pussy is soft and has been made slick with her juices. The scent of her perfume here is maddeningly sweet and utterly intoxicating. There’s no way to resist tasting her. I wouldn’t want to. I move down there and spread her lips open with one finger, checking how tight she is, so I know how wet I need to get her. She takes a second finger easily, but she tightens around those the moment I run my tongue over her clit.

The gasp she gives out is one of shock.

Her body tenses under me.

I gaze up at her, keeping my fingers buried in her wet entrance, but removing my tongue from her clit. “Too hard?” I ask, not sure how to judge what I’m doing from that sound.

“God, no. It felt good,” she admits, her voice a little dreamy. “I had no idea it could feel like that.”

I rub my thumb slowly over her clit and she lets out a soft, satisfied sigh.

“You had no idea what could feel that good?”

“Being licked,” she says.

“You haven’t been getting licked?” I ask, wondering how in the hell that’s possible.

She has a waxed smooth pussy, and her scent is too intoxicating to ignore.

“Is that weird?” she asks, sitting up a little.

“It’s just another reason you’re lucky you found us,” I tell her. “This pussy was made to be licked and sucked, Sapphire. Lay back down and relax. I want to make you feel good.”

Chapter seventy-one

Sapphire

I had no damn idea oral could feel so much better than being touched. His tongue feels soft, and he moves it so perfectly, licking me slowly enough to drive me a little crazy while I feel the first sparks of a climax begin to ignite. I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter as Gus licks my clit while he fucks me with his fingers. Those slow, rolling movements push me closer and closer to the edge, until, finally, I’m soaring over it, gasping in a sharp breath as I sink into the sensation and start to come.

I push harder into his touch, and he sucks on my clit as I grind into him.

I’m breathless as he keeps me close, using his free hand to grasp my ass while he sucks my clit and rolls his tongue over it slowly. I moan in pleasure as I run my fingers through his hair, keeping him in place, right where he is, while I recover.

I can feel his lips twitching against me, his stubble a little rough against my pussy.

He’s pleased with himself; I can tell before I feel it from him.

He should be. He just gave me the most incredible orgasm I’ve ever had.

I catch my breath before I start rocking my hips, letting him move against me all over again. His eyes close and his tongue works slowly back up to the same perfectly delicious pace that made me come the first time. He moves the hand that’s been fucking me, and I almost expect to feel another finger enter my pussy.

That’s not what happens.

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