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His girl.

Melt.

He must’ve sensed I didn’t know where, or how, to start. “Grab hold of it,” he instructed.

I moved up, so I hovered over it then gripped the base.

He hissed, and his hips jerked. My eyes flew up to meet his. “Harder. You won’t hurt me, sugar.”

I squeezed.

“That’s it. Now lick that pre-cum up. It’s for you.”

Like a cat, I flicked my tongue out and lapped up the pearly drop. It was salty and… different.

“Fuck, sugar. Look at you.”

A shy smile slid across my face at his praise.

“Now take the head in your mouth. Lick it.”

Opening wide, I obeyed, swirling my tongue around it like a lollipop.

Cody growled, and while I had him in my mouth, I looked up at him.

“That’s right. Eyes up here. Now take more of me. In and out deeper and deeper.”

I lowered my head a little, taking a bit more of him into my mouth, then pulled back. I did it again, a little deeper, then deeper still until it hit my throat, and I gagged.

I pulled off and sat up, using the back of my hand to wipe my mouth.

He grabbed hold of himself and began to stroke, slowly, leisurely, as if he was giving me a short break.

“You’re doing so good,” he murmured. “Such a good little cocksucker. Ready for more?”

The naughty praise had me nodding. He let go, and I took over again.

I wanted to make him come. I wanted to make him forget about Tessa and all theother women he’d been with before. I wanted him to lose his shit over my mouth, my body. Me.

Back in my mouth he went, and this time I took as much of him as I could, then breathed through my nose. Relaxed, then took more.

“Fuck.”

The one word was accompanied by his hips lifting, so he was practically throat fucking me. Tears slipped down my cheeks, but I didn’t stop.

“That’s it, fuck. Yes, good girl. Look at those lips stretched wide. So deep in that throat.”

I was so worked up doing this for him, I wanted to come. Reaching between my thighs, I touched my clit.

“Fuck, greedy girl. You’re so good at this, I’m going to come down that throat. Swallow good, sugar.”

His hips lifted, and he clogged my throat with every fat inch. Hot spurts of cum didn’t seem to stop, as if he’d been saving it all for me to taste.

“Riley. Fuck, sugar.”

I moaned when I came, a little orgasm that rocked through me. It wasn’t anything like the ones Cody gave me, but it, along with his salty tang on my tongue, made me feel so naughty. So his. And we hadn’t even had sex yet.

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