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She moans louder and louder the higher she climbs.

“Be a good exhibitionist, and remind me how stunning you are when you come. Make that needy little pussy drip down my fingers.”

Her lips part with a small gasp.

“Did you think I forgot?” I growl. “I haven’t been able to get that image out of my head since Oregon. You have no idea how many times I’ve closed my eyes and pictured you coming for me.”

I slap her swollen clit and press the pad of my thumb against the spot that makes her shake, and she jolts, lifting her hips off the floor as she comes.

“There she is…There’s my good girl,” I whisper.

Her body grips me in a way that has my cock jealous.Feeling her drench my fingers while staring into her half-lidded, blissed-out blue eyes sends my heart racing. Her round ass drops to the blanket as she comes down from the high. “Breathe into it.”

She bobs her head, holding my gaze, and slowing her bucking hips.Incredible.

I steal her lips, and she curls her hand around my length, making me groan.

“I’m so proud of you, baby.” She’s entrusted me to take care of her, and there’s an observable shift between us, an openness that’s unique from our previous encounters. She’s vulnerable in ways she wasn’t before, and so am I.

I stand, and seeing her big stormy eyes stare up at me is almost too much. I sweep her hair over her shoulder and tuck the loose strands behind her ear. Cupping her chin, I stroke her cheek with my thumb and admire how full her lips are and how badly I want them wrapped around me. “So beautiful,” I murmur.

She places her palms on my knees, drifting them up my thighs. “Can you show me what you like?” she asks. The sinful smile on her face has me prisoner. I collect her hair in my fist, then urge her toward my length, watching her take me in her mouth. She gags and wraps a hand around the base, covering me with her lips and taking me a second time.

“Fuck, Prescott,” I hiss. “You’re my girl, aren't you? Look at me.” I lean back so I can catch her gaze, relishing the feel of her tongue sliding under my dick. The sparkling mischief in her eyes has my rapt attention. “Unreal…”

She shivers and I chuckle. “Aww, do you love sucking cock, baby? Did you need this?” I cover her hand with mine, twisting it at the base of my shaft. “Just like that…”

She moans around my length as I push her deeper.

“Tell me it’s just my cock you want.” My words come out more distraught than intended, but I want to know that I’m theonly one. It’s probably my own fucked-up insecurities after Molly, but I have to hear Scottie say it.

She swirls her tongue around me as I slip from her lips. “You’re the only one I want, Callahan.”

Fuck.

She grips the base and teases the ridges with small licks. My brow furrows and I grumble, then take a deep inhale through my nose and blow it out slowly. “Now wrap those plush lips around my dick and take it all.”

Scottie spits on the tip, and pushes the crown between her pursed lips, hollowing her cheeks, and sucking hard. Her tongue glides across the underside. The vibrations from her sultry sounds stall my breathing. I wrap a hand around my balls and tug just enough to add more pressure. She moves my hand away and replaces it, letting me manipulate her wrist to instruct how much tension I like. I bury my fingers in her hair and guide her faster. I need more, it's not enough.

I usher her off me before I lose control, and her eyes shimmer. “Thank you for making me feel wanted.”

Her unprompted words have the wall in my chest crumbling a little more—shit.

Has she not felt wanted before?I swallow. “You should see yourself right now, how exquisite you are on your knees… I love watching you take me like that. You’re so sexy, Prescott.” I move to the bed and haul her with me. “Get up here.”

When she straddles my thighs, I take her hip and direct her to turn. “Spin around. Head down, ass up while you suck. See how deep you can take that cock in your mouth…”

I recline back as she gets situated facing away from me, and she straddles my chest. I cup each side of her waist and yank her toward me, placing her knees on the mattress near my shoulders, bringing her even closer to my face.

“Such a sweet thing…” My eyes roll back when the tip presses down her throat, and I growl. “Oh, goodfuckinggirl.”

She’s more than good, she’s perfect for me. So goddamn perfect.

At first, I simply marvel at the view. This woman was made for me. She sucks and licks, and I want to reciprocate so bad.My god.I want more, but I edge myself with her body. I chuckle at the sight. Her swollen pink pussy is slick with arousal. “Your body is torture. I want to taste you.”

“Mm-hm,” she whines around me. “Please?”

She’s wet enough that I could probably drive every inch inside her on the first thrust. When I can’t take it anymore, I let myself touch. I fan my fingers open, inching my hand down and allowing my thumb to brush over her glistening clit. Her legs instantly widen, showing me more. Her eagerness is so attractive.

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