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I grab her hands. “Wait. You’ve never given a blow job before?”

Her eyes drop, and she shakes her head. “No.”

The thought of being her first is tempting as fuck, but I can’t let her go through with it.

“That’s mighty sweet of you, but you don’t have to.”

“I know I don’t have to. I want to.”

“Yeah, but we’re up here and?—”

“And didn’t you say I should be honest about what I want?”

I tuck my tongue into my cheek and smile, running a knuckle down her cheek. “I did.”

“Then lean back and shut up, Joe.” She bends over, her bottom lip tucked away, and glances up at me one last time. “Let me know if I do anything wrong.”

Too distracted by her fingers wrapping around my cock and her hot breath tickling the tip, I barely hear what she says, but manage a nod.

As if tasting something that’s too hot, she carefully sticks her tongue out, licking the head, and I nearly convulse. After a few more long, agonizingly slow licks, she guides me into her mouth and I release the breath I was holding with one low growl.

Resting on my elbows, I watch her discover me, alternating between licks and sucks. Concern flickers across her face when she slides me further down her throat and she glances up, her eyes watery, but I can see the unasked question and nod in response.

I bunch her ponytail in my fist. “You’re doing amazing. Don’t stop.”

Her smile wraps around my cock, and she continues with enthusiasm. I sit up and move my hand over her ass to slide her closer, then reach into her shorts. She’s so wet, my finger has no issue sliding in.

On the cusp of coming, my balls tighten. White heat burns behind my eyes, but I keep fingering her. The sounds she makes with my cock in her mouth are by far the best sounds I’ve ever heard come from a woman. The tightness of her throat and the humming vibration she’s making have me exploding into her mouth. Soon after, she tightens around my fingers, reaching her climax as well.

Feeling her come down, I ease my fingers out and grip her waist, lifting her up to my chest. Our panting subsides, but I wrap her in my arms, unwilling to let her go.

“Was that good?” she asks, swatting a bug off my leg.

“A-plus,” I respond, a permanent smile etched on my face.

“Nice.” Her laugh is mellow. “We should get going.”

And as quickly as it started, Jane slips away and packs up our things, and I’m left half-naked, exhausted, and wondering why it’s bugging me so much.

CHAPTER 14

JANE

“So, Joe…” I start, my stomach twisted with nerves.

“Yeah?” He backs away from the bathroom counter and smiles, a sneaky dimple appearing in his freshly shaved cheek. A flurry of excitement builds in my chest and I regret looking at his face, but take a step closer and get a whiff of his cologne.

Great. Now I regret breathing.

“I wanted to talk to you about us.”

“What about us?” Arrogance shadows his face and his smile turns into that devilish grin that annoys, yet turns me on. “I’ve got some time before work, if you want to…”

I cock my head, but flashes of memories from our climbing day return, boiling my insides.

“No, it’s not like that.”

“That’s too bad.” He returns to his grooming, rubbing some lotion on his jaw, and I almost have to turn around to hide the heated flush that’s spreading over my cheeks.

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