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“You won’t be,” she answers. “We’ll go slow. I’ll tell you what feels good, and you can do the same. But I know you won’t be bad at it, Ace. It’s not possible. You’ve already made me come harder than I have in my whole life, and that wasn’t even actual sex. I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”

Her words give me the confidence I need to continue. I press my mouth to hers once more, lowering my body down and grinding my hips slowly. Black dances around the edges of my vision as she widens her legs, her skirt bunching up as she bucks off the bed to meet my thrusts.

“Mmm,” she moans as I reach back, pulling her heels off one by one. “I’m so wet right now.”

“I can’t wait to feel for myself,” I reply, sitting back on my feet, pushing my hands up her shirt and shoving it above her tits. Her lacy blue bra makes my mouth water as her nipples peek through the thin material. They’re hard and desperate, and I can’t stop myself from leaning down and running my tongue over one of them. The abrasive fabric prevents me from being able to suction onto the dusty pink bud, so I hook a finger under the cup and yank down, exposing her full breast to me.

“You’re fucking stunning,” I say on a forced exhale, latching onto her nipple and sucking gently as she releases the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. The only thing I can focus on is making her do it again as I reach around and unhook the clasp. I back away just long enough to pull off her shirt and bra, tossing themto the floor before swirling my tongue around the peaked bud and earning another soft moan.

“You’re so good,” she says. “I just want your mouth all over me.”

“Will you tell me if I’m doing it wrong?” I ask, trying my best to quell the nervousness that’s threatening to shake my voice. “I’ve never?—”

“Of course,” she replies, rubbing her fingers along my cheek. I lean into her touch, turning and pressing my lips to her wrist before focusing back on her beautiful body.

“I’ll be so perfect for you, Lark. I promise,” I say quietly, unbuttoning her skirt before sliding it off. Kissing my way down her neck and stomach, I pay special attention to the parts that she’s most self-conscious about. She’s mentioned several times that she isn’t skinny like the women who try to hit on me, and that she used to be thin when she was younger, but I love this body exactly as it is. I wasn’t lying to her at the paintball park—I’ve never been turned on the way I am just from looking at her. It’s been like that since the first time we met, and I know without a doubt that I’ll never stop wanting Lark. I’m fucking obsessed with her.

“Ace,” she whines as I continue my descent, running my tongue along the edge of her panties. She lifts off the mattress, shoving into my face, but I turn my head, licking everywhere but where she needs me the most. The chances of me lasting long once I’m inside her are pretty much zero, so my plan is to work her up, make her come in my mouth, then work her up again so I can feel her squeeze my cock when she orgasms for the second time. I’ve done enough research throughout this course that I think I can get her there more than once. I just have to remember the things I learned when I wrote that essay the first night she stayed in my room.

“Needy girl,” I coo, wrapping my fingers around the fabric covering her luscious hips and working it down at a pace that’s painful for both of us. I want to faceplant into her cunt and get her juices on my tongue as fast as I can, but I know I have to take my time. A body like hers deserves to be worshiped. I want our first experience together to be just as mind-numbing for her as I’m sure it’s going to be for me.

I freeze when my eyes lock onto her bare core. She’s completely shaved, her glistening arousal fully visible as I run my fingertip around the puffy skin that surrounds her slit. She’s so soft and warm—unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I bring my finger to my mouth, and my eyes roll back as soon as her sweetness explodes on my tongue.

“Jesus Christ, baby,” I breathe. “This horny pussy looks so pretty. Do you even know how gorgeous you are down here?”

“Oh my God,” she moans as I resume tracing around her entrance, dipping inside every now and then just to feel how wet she is for me. When I can’t take it any longer, I lean forward, swiping my tongue up her entire length. My eyes threaten to fall closed, but I fight the instinct because the look on her face when I wrap my lips around her clit is something I’ll be seeing long after we’re done here. Her gaze locks onto mine, and I swear I almost come in my pants at the pleading look that blankets her expression. She wants me to eat her as badly as I want her to soak my tongue, and I can’t wait to finally pull the first orgasm from her body with my mouth. Diving in, I suck in soft pulses as her swollen nub twitches in response, and her hips push up toward me. Unable to stop myself, I dig my fingers into the supple skin of her thighs, inhaling her sweet scent as I feast like I’ve been starving for this my entire life. Whimpers fill the air in the quiet room, and it takes a minute to register the fact that they’re not coming from her.

They’re coming from me.

I’m so fucking turned on by the taste of her, that I’m making sounds I’ve never heard before. They’re the desperate, suffering noises of a man who can’t get enough, even though everything he wants is pressed right against his lips.

“You’re so good at that,” she says with a gasp, and I feel my blood run like lava through my veins at the praise. “Suck my clit again.”

I follow her request, latching onto the swollen bundle of nerves and tugging gently, using my tongue to massage it at the same time. Her thighs close around my ears, and I slowly pry them away with my hands, spreading her so I can have full access to every inch of her dripping center. She moans loudly, her hips circling as she chases her release while reaching down to hold my head in place.

“Ace,” she gasps. “Oh my God. Don’t stop. I’m going to come.” My cock is painfully hard inside my pants, but I’m so focused on getting her there that I can’t even think about myself.

“Please,” I whimper into her skin, continuing with the exact same patterns and pressures that got her to this point. “Lark,please.Come for me.” I should be embarrassed by the way I’m begging, but I don’t fucking care. I’m desperate for it.

Her legs shake until her ass lifts from the bed, and she screams out her release. I feel her pussy contract against me, and I push my tongue inside, barely able to breach the tight muscle as wetness floods the inside of my mouth. It’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted, and I know without a doubt that I’m fully fucking addicted to this woman.

Her body relaxes into the mattress, still trembling as she loosens her grip on my hair. “Thank you,” I whisper as I lick gently, cleaning up the mess she’s made so that not a single drop goes to waste. “Thank you, baby.Fuck.”I’m shaking with adrenaline, taking one last swipe with my tongue before slowly kissing my way up her stomach, chest and neck.

“You’re incredible,” I say quietly, taking her lips with desperation. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. I need you so bad.”

“Then have me,” she replies, reaching down and pulling my shirt over my head before throwing it aside. Her fingers skate down my bare chest and abs, coming to a stop at the button of my pants as she works them open, sliding the zipper down and giving my aching cock the room it’s been fighting for. I loop my thumb inside the waistband, pushing them down my legs and over my feet before bringing them back up to fish my wallet from the pocket. Taking out a condom, I place it on the mattress next to us, tossing the pants to the floor beside the bed. Lark reaches down, helping me out of my underwear and dropping them onto the pile as well.

“Fuck,” I say on a breath as I press my body to hers. The feel of her bare pussy against my shaft has me gritting my teeth so I don’t come before we even begin. I can’t stop myself from thrusting forward to see what it feels like as I push my head between her slick lips.

“Can I help you with this?” she says with a moan, holding up the condom between us. “I’m on birth control, just to ease your mind. And I haven’t been with anyone since my ex-husband. I was tested after we were separated, and everything was clean, so we’re being safe.” Part of me itches to tell her I don’t evenwantto use the condom. That I trust her and want to feel her without anything between us. But this is a lot for us both, so I think it’s smart to use it—at least this time.

I take the packet from her hand. “As much as I’d love that, I’m already hanging by a thread, baby. If you touch me, I might not make it inside you.” She giggles as I push back onto my knees, tearing into the foil wrapper with my teeth and removing the condom before rolling it down my length. When I’m sure it’s secure, I settle back on top of her.

“You sure about this?” I ask, rubbing my thumb along her cheek.

She smiles softly, her hands ghosting up and down my biceps. “Absolutely. Are you?”

I lean down, kissing her gently and resting my forehead against hers. “I’ve never been more positive about anything in my whole life.”

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