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She shook her head.

“Well, that’s a damn shame. I’m not sure what kind of guy you’ve been with that let you give him a blow job without returning the favor, but I’m sure he was a dick.”

Ummm... yeah, he is, she thought. Steven hadn’t ever really cared about her pleasure and the orgasm she just had on the couch is how it was supposed to feel she wasn’t even sure he ever got her off.

“Can I go down on you?”

She nodded and felt the grin that crept over his face in her core—and also in her heart, but she was ignoring that.

“Good,” he said as he kissed her. “Because I have been dying to get my mouth on you.”

Then he kissed her with more purpose. She let her hands roam his back as he kissed down her neck. One of his hands found her breast and massaged it as he nipped below her ear.

She relaxed into the amazing sensations of this man. He kissed his way down until he was licking her pebbled nipple, and she gave a soft moan.

“Fuck,” he groaned before sucking on her nipple with ferocity.

Then he moved between her legs and continued to kiss down her belly. The idea of covering her soft belly did cross her mind, but with the way Taylor was kissing it, it didn’t seem like he minded. So, she just let it happen and enjoyed it.

Then he pulled back to kneeling between her legs. When he pushed her knees wide, a pang of nerves crept up. This was too vulnerable for her, but the look in Taylor’s eyes was comforting. He looked at her like he wanted to devour her, and honestly, she wanted him to do just that.

He swept a finger through her glistening folds. She pulled in a deep breath as he pushed a finger inside of her. Her eyes were on his face, and his eyes were intently on her pussy.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he brought his fingers up to circle her clit.

Then, as if in slow motion, he lowered his face to her core. The anticipation had her almost dripping. She was sure of it.Then he pressed a gentle kiss to her sex, and she was going to explode. A small part of her sensed like this was too much, too intimate. But then he licked her and made her cry out. She had never felt anything like it, and it was everything.

Using his hands to hold her open, he let his tongue again drag from her entrance all the way up to her clit, where he licked lazy circles around it.

“Oh my god,” she gasped, her fist twisting in the sheets.

His eyes connected with hers as he lapped at her slit and pushed his tongue inside of her.

Holy fuck, he was fucking her with his tongue. She had never felt anything quite as decadent as his mouth devouring her slit.

Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to get lost in the feeling. Then he licked up one side of her lips and then the other, and he slid his tongue against her clit in a slow, indulgent lick, and she was just about to fall apart. Her hand grabbed his hair as he flicked her clit as he was just about to come undone. She was trying to hold still, but her hips wanted so badly to ride his face.

Is that a thing?

Then his lips wrapped around her clit, and he sucked it into his mouth. That was it. Her back bowed, and she cried out, her body giving into another soul-shaking orgasm. He gave her a few more kisses on her core while she came down.

He sat up, wiped his mouth, and took her in. “Good?”

“So fucking good . . .”

“Good,” he said as he lay next to her. He tucked her hair behind her ear and watched as she came down.

After another deep breath, she gazed over at him, and he pressed a small kiss to her pout. She opened to him, and he deepened the kiss. As his tongue entered, she could taste herself on his lips.

That was new. She felt like she should think it was gross, but it wasn’t. It was a reminder of what he had just done... That would never be gross.

He kissed her and ran his hands along her body. Then he tore a condom off the small strip.

“You still want this?”

“Yes. But . . . don’t you want . . .” She gestured to his cock.

“Want what?”

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