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She tried to suck harder, deeper, but she’d only managed for a minute before he was grabbing her head and easing it up so that his erection slid out of her mouth. He made the sexiest sound—like a throaty, extended exhale—as his body started to jerk.

She kept squeezing him with her hand as he came. Because she wasn’t aiming very well, he ended up ejaculating on her neck and chin.

She didn’t really mind. He was still twitching as he came down, gasping as his body softened and relaxed.

“Fuck,” he rasped, gazing up at her. He hadn’t closed his eyes or looked away the whole time. “Thank you.”

She smiled, reaching over to the box of tissues on the far side of the bed and using a couple to wipe his semen off her skin.

“I wasn’t expecting to lose it so quickly,” he added, smiling now too. “Kind of an embarrassing performance really.”

She laughed and moved closer. “I didn’t mind. It made me feel like I was doing a good job.”

He cupped her cheek with one warm hand. “Good job doesn’t come close.”

Very pleased with her first attempts, she lay down beside him. He pushed himself up and surprised her by moving over her.

“If it’s all right,” he murmured, responding to her wide eyes and parted lips, “I’d like to do something for you too now.”

She nodded. She’d definitely gotten turned on and had no objections to this turn of events. Plus she liked that he was the one making the moves so it wasn’t all her responsibility.

He did the same thing she’d done for him. He didn’t kiss her on the lips, but he pressed little kisses down her neck, along her shoulders, down to her breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, making her gasp at the surge of pleasure.

He spent a lot of time at her breasts. It felt incredibly good, although she wasn’t making any sound except her sharp inhales and long exhales. Occasionally he’d lift his head enough to see her face, obviously checking to make sure she was enjoying it.

If he’d hesitated, she would have told him it was working for her, but he was able to tell without words.

Eventually he moved his head down to her shuddering belly. Pressed a few kisses there.

It wasn’t until he was getting close to her groin that she felt a sharp tug of nerves. Akin to fear. “Jude.”

He lifted his head immediately. Met her eyes.

“Do you mind… Do you mind using your hand?”

She couldn’t explain why, but she wasn’t ready for his mouth down there.

“Of course,” he said, his gaze warm and still engaged. He moved back up her body, kissing a trail to her breasts. Then, holding his weight on one arm, he leaned forward to give the side of her throat a long, intentional kiss.

She arched her neck because it felt so good. Reached up and clung to his shoulders.

When he finally pulled back, his gaze moved from her face, down her body to her groin. She was really aroused now—to the point of throbbing intensely between her legs—but he wouldn’t be able to see that.

Her cheeks were hotly flushed. Her nipples were tight. And her breath was coming out in uneven pants. Hewouldbe able to see all that.

Very gently he pulled her thighs apart. Felt with one hand until he could touch her intimately.

She gasped and arched up again at the new surge of sensation.

He smiled, clearly liking her reaction. He slid one finger inside her. She was wet, so it went in smoothly, easily.

She rolled her hips slightly against the penetration. Breathed fast through her nose.

“Do you like that?” he asked in a thick murmur that was evidently his bedroom voice.

She nodded, too aroused and tightly wound to get any words out.

He pulled his finger out. Thumbed her clit until she grabbed for her pillow with one hand and held on. Then he penetrated her again—this time with two fingers.

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