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I wrapped my lipsback around him and he moved against my mouth, his body locking and his cockpulsing against my tongue as warm liquid slid down the back of my throat.

“Jesus H. LuciferChrist,” Spike bit out.

I stood unable tomeet his eyes. “Was that okay?”

“Did you obey thefirst and only rule?”

“I did not biteyour… ah… dick off.”

He cupped my faceand kissed me. “Did I come?”

“Um, yes.”

“Did it take along time for me to come?”

I smiled. “Um, Idon’t think so.”

“Okay, so that’skind of an indication that I fuckin’ loved it, baby.”

I let out a sighof relief. “I did good?”

“Baby, it wasamazing.”

“Okay, good,because Ilovedit.”

“You did?”

I nodded. “And Ireally want to do it again. I’ve heard women say it’s, like a chore and stuff,so I was a little worried, but it’s so fun.”

“Fuck, you reallyare the perfect woman.”

“Well, if doingthat on the regular makes me perfect, sign me up.”

He laughed,kissing me again, before heading into the bathroom to clean up. We went aboutour nightly routine to get ready for bed before climbing under the covers andsnuggling close.

Well, as close aswe could without me injuring him further.

CHAPTERTWENTY

Trixie

Almost four monthslater, I had a surprise planned forSpike, and I was starting to melt down with the stress of it all.

Albeit,internally.

I was sitting atthe reception desk at work, and a hand landed on my shoulder, making me jump amile.

“Shit, sorry,honey,” Devlin said.

“No, it’s okay.It’s me,” I rushed to assure her. “I’m just…”

“Worked up becauseof tonight?”

I sighed. “Yes.Exactly.”

“He’s going tolove it!”

“Do you think so?”

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