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“Is that good?”

“Yeah, just… there.”

“Where?”

Grabbing his thumb, I put it back on my clit. “There.”

A soft hum vibrates in his throat as he brushes his thumb over my clit again, making me whimper when he deepens the pressure.

I glance down between my legs, watching the tendons in his hands work. He has beautiful hands, so strong and capable. I whimper again, letting out a high-pitched gasp before biting into my bottom lip. My insides are going crazy, the sensations buzzing through me almost too much to contain.

Tipping my head back with a groan, I lean my hand on the counter and whisper, “Tammy says start kissing my breasts again.”

He does as he’s told, still working my clit while sucking and nibbling my tits until my mind is half crazed with lust and desire.

I’m on the edge of coming when he acts on instinct, exploring my pussy and finding my dripping opening.

His finger explores the slippery edges before nudging inside me.

I gasp again, leaning back to give him better access.

“Is this okay?” His gaze darts across my face, looking for any signs of displeasure, but that’s not possible. I’m so fucking pleasured right now I can’t even think straight.

All I manage is a little “Uh-huh.”

Licking between my breasts, he works his way back up to my mouth, inching his finger a little deeper inside me at the same time. I’m on the cusp of a full meltdown, and I know exactly what will tip me over the edge.

Part of me wants to hold out, to elongate this thing, but my impatience wins out.

“Tammy says touch my clit again,” I cry to the ceiling.

He does as he’s told, keeping one finger inside me while using his other hand to draw circles over my clit.

“Ahhhh.” A guttural, uncontrolled scream punches out of me, and then I start panting these high-pitched squeaks that should be embarrassing, but they’re not, because I just opened my eyes, and Baxter’s gaze is bright with affection and awe and…

I lurch forward, gripping his arms and trying to kiss him but failing, because another cry flies out of my mouth as the strongest orgasm I have ever experienced takes me out.

CHAPTER 30

BAXTER

Watching Tammy come is beautiful and amazing. My cock is straining against my jeans, and I’m worried I’m going to blow in a second. The only thing holding off the explosion is my determination to make sure Tammy has the time of her fucking life.

She releases her pincer grip on my forearms and wraps her arms around my shoulders, drawing me close and trying to kiss me. My hand gets squashed between us, my finger still inside her as she shakes and jerks on the counter.

The soft, warm oasis of her pussy is magnificent. I’ve never felt anything like it. I want my dick to experience that pleasure… if it can.

Come on, body. Help me out.

I can feel the edge of my own orgasm building, and when she whispers against my mouth, “Tammy says come inside me,” I jerk back with a worried frown. “You can do it.” She smiles at me.

I adore her dimples.

I adore the way her eyes are glowing.

I adore the soft puffs of air popping out of her mouth and hitting my skin.

Easing my finger out of her, I grin as she jerks and flinches, then starts to laugh. “My gosh, my body’s going nuts. I need you inside me, Baxter, please.”

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