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“Fuck… yes… more…” Her words are choppy. Breathless.

She’s so fucking wet and I lap up every bit of what she gives me with long, slow licks of my tongue. She begins to move, her hips rocking into my face, searching for friction and I place one of my hands across her stomach holding her still. I continue to devour her, working her most sensitive spot, until her body begins to tense and she falls.

Kissing up her body, I move until I find her mouth and kiss her deeply. “You’re so fucking sexy, pixie.”

“I want to taste you,” she says, breathing heavily. I untie her wrists and flip over to my back. She moves down my body, planting kisses as she moves and when she gets to my waist she tugs my underwear down and my cock springs free.

Taking it in her hand, she rolls both fists down my shaft and I let out a groan. “Now, are you going to be a good boy and let me suck your cock? Or do I need to tie you up?” she asks, biting her lip.

My cock grows harder. I thought praising her turned me on, but hearing her call me a good boy does something to me that’s hard to explain.

“I can be good,” I breathe out.

She smiles up at me, and then I watch as she dips her head. Her tongue trails up my length and the feeling of her mouth is almost too much. I let out a hiss and I feel her smile against me. She sucks me into her mouth. With one hand she fists the base of my cock and with the other she plays with my balls.

“Fuck me,” I bite out, trying to pull away from her, but she doesn’t listen. I know if she continues for much longer, I’m going to come in her mouth and while the thought of that is tempting, I want to make her come again. She continues to work me over and over. Her tongue swirls around the head, her hands working perfectly in unison with her mouth.

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to come,” I warn. “Come up here and fuck me, baby.”

She sits up on her knees and tucks her heels under her ass. “I said I wanted to taste you, so let me taste you,” she says.

Her head dips forward and she takes all of me into her mouth. She hollows out her cheeks and swallows me deep into the back of her throat. My whole body tenses at the feeling and I come apart in her mouth. She doesn’t stop until she’s swallowed every last bit of me.

She moves up the bed and lays her head next to mine. “Such a good boy,” she teases.

“You’re such a fucking brat.”

She gives me a quick peck. “Don’t you fucking forget it,” she says rolling out of bed and moving to her bathroom. I watch as she walks away. Her bare ass swaying as she moves.

“You gonna join me, J?” she asks, looking over her shoulder.

Jacks: I know you’re crazy busy with the wedding coming up, but I was hoping you or someone from your office could help me with something.

Donovan: I’m off starting Wednesday, but my partner Jaime is in all week. Give me a second and I’ll share her contact.

Donovan: >

Jacks: Thanks, D. I’ll reach out.

CHAPTER 51: SUCH AN ANNOYING KID

LACEY

The Tortured Therapists Department

Poppy: Lacey Danielle Sims if you do not text us back, I’m calling 911. At least let us know you’re alive.

Lacey: Y’all can relax and stop blowing up my phone. I’m alive and am doing very, very, veryyyy good

Poppy: Is it safe to come home?

Lacey: Jace just left to go change and then I think he’s going to come to my parents’ for lunch. Colt texted yesterday. He’s in town.

Chloe: So wait, how did y’all go from fucking in the bathroom to you bringing him home to your parents

Lacey: We didn’t fuck in the bathroom…

Lacey: Did they tell you we fucked in the bathroom?

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