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He offered it to Dozer.

Dozer handed me his cigarette and took the joint from Blade.

“Do you want to catch a ride?”

I nodded as he took a long pull off the blunt. Then I breathed in his exhale. My blood warmed. He took one more hit before handing it back to Blade.

Again, I breathed in his exhale.

Dozer smashed his cigarette into the ashtray and set the bottle of whiskey on the table. Then he sat on the opposite end of the couch. With his hands on my waist, he brought me close until I straddled his lap, my knees at his hips.

“Is it okay if we crash here tonight?” Hana asked me as she curled into Blade and yawned.

Blade tunneled his fingers under Hana’s top as he slid kisses along her neck.

“Sure, and for future reference, you never have to ask.”

Blade pivoted Hana in his arms. Her legs locked around him as he lifted her and carried her down the hall to the spare room she’d claimed as hers the day I moved in.

“We’re alone,” I said to Dozer. “What do you want to do to me?”

Dozer

Twice he’d kissed her. Twice she’d whimpered into his mouth. Both times she’d connected with me first.

“We’re not going to be alone for long.” I reached around her and grabbed the bottle of whiskey.

Pippa slid from my lap and dropped to the floor. On her knees, between my thighs, she bunched my T-shirt out of the way, unhitched the buckle of my belt, and popped the snap.

“I’ve been thinking about this since you left this morning.” Her knuckles pressed against my dick as she lowered the zipper.

I lifted my hips, and she tugged my jeans and boxers down my legs.

“You think about sucking dick?”

She curled her fingers around the base and squeezed. “I think about suckingyourdick.”

My buttocks clenched, thrusting my cock through the curl of her fingers. I slid my hands into her hair. She was soft and feminine, and the curves of her body tempted my mind into darkly erotic depths.

I wanted her to crave the taste of my cum. “Fuck, Pip, take me in your mouth.”

My gut tightened. Tangles of her hair tickled my thighs, and her warm breath teased the slit. I vibrated with want of her mouth on my dick. Finally, she rolled her tongue around the edge and smeared my cream on her lips.

“Take off your shirt.” I wanted her tits in front of my face. Everything about her turned me inside out. I tipped the bottle to my lips for another drink.

She ripped her shirt over her head, twisted her arm behind her back, and unhooked her bra. The straps slipped to her elbows as she bent forward and closed her mouth over the thick head of my cock.

She swirled her tongue, licking and tasting, taking me deep. I wanted all of my cock in her hot, wet mouth.

“Look at me.”

Her soft gaze lifted to mine.

“Take it all. Suck me in. Make me feel good with your mouth.”

She moaned, relaxed her throat, and swallowed more of my cock.

“That’s it. Show me how much you like sucking my dick.”

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