Page 79 of Lunar Crest University

I’ve never wanted to be a good boy so bad in my entire life.

Finley moans softly, dragging me up to her as she kisses my soaked lips. “I want to be your good girl now, Luca. I want to taste you.”

This is all new territory for me, hell, for both of us. We’re playing around with dynamics we’ve never thought about before, but fuck, I’d do anything she asked me to. She’s divine. And the thought of her gagging on my cock makes me think I mightbecapable of feeling love.

Standing up, I gape down at her, watching the way she stares at the erection pressing against my jeans.

“Then taste me,Princesa.”

Her fingers are quick,eager, as they unzip my pants and tug them down my hips. Just the feeling of the fabric sliding down over my cock makes me hiss through my teeth. I’m so hard, it almost fucking hurts. With her bottom lip between her teeth, she tucks her fingertips into the waistband of my boxers before freeing my swollen cock.

“You’re always my good girl,” I tell her on the edge of a whimper as she wraps her fingers around me.

Sticking out her tongue, she drags it from the base of my cock all the way to the tip, where she licks away the precum that glistens there for her. My chest heaves as I watch her take me in her mouth, and I can’t help the way my head falls back from the warmth of her pretty lips wrapped around me. But I jerk my head right back up as she takesallof me.

Her cheeks hollow as she pushes me to the back of her throat, choking faintly before pulling back. Saliva drips from her lips as she gazes up at me, stroking my cock before taking me again in her mouth.

Holy fucking shit.

“Always my good fuck—” I groan as she bobs her head quicker, slamming the tip of my cock against the back of herthroat over andoverbefore releasing me with a pop. “Fucking girl. Holyfuck, Finley.”

She moans loudly, and the vibration makes my hip jerk.

“So needy for my cock, aren’t you?”

Flickering her gaze up at me once more, she nods frantically. I can feel my balls tighten as she reaches down between her legs to rub her clit.

“My pretty little slut,” I pant, tangling my fingers in her ponytail.

She gags on me again.

“My good…ah, girl.”

I’m not going to last much longer, not with her moaning around my cock and rubbing needy circles on her clit as she deepthroats me. Fucking hell.

“If you don’t stop—” A low growl rumbles through my chest as she pops her mouth off me again. “I’m going to come.”

“Please,” she whines, her eyebrows knitting as she sends me a pleading look. “Down my throat?”

I’m going to die. By heart attack, a fucking aneurysm,something. She’s going to kill me if she keeps talking like that.

“Fuck, baby.”

She takes me in her mouth just in time as I come, my hips jerking me further down her throat as I cradle her head in my hands. A string of moans and curses leave my lips as she swallows me down, her hands on my thighs as her nails dig into my skin. I pull her with me as I collapse onto the couch, my chest bobbing frantically as I catch my breath. I’m warm and sweaty, but she puts her chin on my chest anyway, looking up at me with a proud, cheeky smile.

I think I do love that smile.

“Are we really going to have a girl’s night?”

“Yes.” I swiftly kiss her on her pink cheek as I stand, pulling my boxers back on. “Put a movie on. I’ll pour us some wine.”

I feel her eyes on my back as I enter the kitchen, opening the fridge and taking out an already open bottle of white wine. It’s not my taste, but it’ll do. Grabbing two glasses from the cabinet, I pour the wine as I peek over at Finley, who immediately averts her eyes back to the TV as she scrolls for a movie. She’s already bundled back up in her blankets and pillows.

As I join her on the couch again, handing her a glass, I look up to see she put onPride and Prejudice.

Fitting.

My lips twitch. “Not the Colin Firth one?”

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