Page 85 of Darn Knit All

“On my face,” I demanded, helping her shuffle until she was in reverse cowgirl position.

Humming happily when she finally complied, I gripped her hips, lowering her down.

“Good girl.”

She bent, wrapping her mouth around my cock as I licked up her slit, savoring her sweet, musky taste. I fucking loved how she shuddered at the touch of my tongue, how she moaned around my cock as I began to work her sensitive folds with my mouth.

“You taste amazing,” I murmured as I swirled my tongue around her clit. She whimpered and took me deeper, sucking me hard as her hips rocked against my face.

I focused my attention on her clit, licking and sucking while she writhed above me, her thighs clamping down around my ears.

Fuck yes.

Her moans vibrated deliciously around my shaft as I built her up, pushing her closer to the edge. With a shuddered gasp, my cock popped free of her mouth as she arched back, rocking against my tongue.

“Right there,” she panted, fisting my cock in time with her rocking. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!”

Gripping her hips tighter, I feasted on her like a man starved, licking and sucking greedily as her thighs trembled. She cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, flooding my tongue with her taste. Growling, I thrust up into her hands, fucking her fingers until I came.

“Fuck.”

She flopped forward on the bed, rolling to lay beside me, her head by my foot. I entwined our fingers as we panted, both of us wrecked by our releases.

“Shit,” I muttered, slowly rolling over to stare at her. “That was not how I expected to be woken up today.”

She chuckled. “Well, good morning to you.”

“And to you, Ms. Sakamoto.”

I captured her legs, dragging her up the bed and spinning her around as she squealed until I could gather her in my arms. Our first kiss of the morning was slow and easy, full of gentle reverence.

We cuddled, exchanging soft, slow kisses, our hands gently exploring but not igniting. After the craziness of the last few days, this slowdown felt right.

I gently brushed a lock of hair from her face. “What do you want to do today? We could stay in bed all day, or go grab some breakfast, or go win a competition. I’m also open to marriage proposals.”

Surprisingly, I was only half-joking about the proposal.

She giggled, idly tracing patterns on my chest with her fingertip. “Hmm, breakfast does sound good to start.” She sighed. “We have to finish today’s challenge.”

I touched my finger to a stray piece of wax on her arm. “You think we’re not going to win?”

She shrugged. “I think we’ll do our best.”

“Then that’s all that matters, right?”

She nodded, remaining silent as she continued to trace patterns across my chest.

“Hey.” I waited until she looked at me before continuing. “We’re getting to the grand finale.”

Her lips twisted. “You’re far more confident than I am.”

I wished she had more faith. Mai was too fucking talented to underestimate herself.

“I’m too ignorant to be intimidated,” I corrected. “When you don’t understand the stakes, it’s easy to be fearless.”

Kissing her once more, I reluctantly disentangled myself and rolled to the edge of the bed. “C’mon, beautiful. Let’s go fuel up. We’re going to need the energy.” I reached for my crutch, then hauled myself up and out of the bed.

Mai laughed. “I’ll hold you to that, mister. Now, do you want to join me in the shower or watch the show?”

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