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“Flip over so I can finally get my tongue on you.”

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JAMIE

“Flip over soI can finally get my tongue on you,” Isaac said, his voice a low growl that hit me right in the chest and sent a shiver of anticipation up my spine.

He slid off me, and I immediately rolled over, pressing my cheek against his pillow and spreading my legs wide for him.

“Jesus, Jamie.” He ran one big hand over my ass cheek, his tone as reverent as his touch. “You want that?”

“Yes.” I pulled my knees up and arched my back in a sort of frog pose, popping my ass up in invitation.

The bed shifted as Isaac settled behind me, and then he was splitting me open with his hands.

Instead of feeling vulnerable and exposed, his appreciative rumble tickled my ear and settled deep in my chest, lighting me up from the inside and filling me with eager anticipation.

Hot breath fanned over my skin, then something wet dragged over my hole.

“Holy fuck.” I pressed my face into the pillow and fisted the sheets.

“Good?” he asked.

“So good.” I spread my knees wider. “Do it again.”

Isaac chuckled. “Your command is my wish.”

His tongue stroked my hole, then did this thing where he circled it, fluttering the tip against it.

Fireworks exploded behind my closed lids, and I let out an embarrassingly loud moan.

He chuckled again, the sound low and full of affection, and pressed the flat part of his tongue against my taint and licked a long, slow stripe up my crease and back up to my hole.

“Oh god!” I jerked as he dipped the tip of his tongue inside me.

With another low growl, Isaac went to town on me, licking and tonguing not just my hole but also my crease, my taint, and even my balls.

“Oh god. Fuck. Isaac, baby. That’s so good. So fucking good,” I babbled, my head spinning as the most incredible pleasure consumed me.

Isaac massaged my ass cheeks in his hands, his needy groans mixing with my cries as he teased me.

“Oh fuck. God, Z.” My thighs shook as he pushed his nimble tongue inside me, hot and intrusive and so damn incredible. “Fuck, yes. That’s… thank you,” I choked out, barely aware of anything other than his wicked tongue and how he was fucking me with it. “Thank you,” I repeated, not sure exactly what I was thanking him for but needing to tell him how amazing it felt.

Isaac reached between my legs and gripped my dick.

I jerked away from him, falling on the bed in a heap. “Stop.”

“Babe?” He sounded concerned.

“Too close,” I panted. “Don’t want to come yet.”

“You almost came from having my tongue in you?” He lay over me and kissed just under my ear. “It felt that good?”

“So good.” I turned my face to catch his lips in a kiss, not caring where his mouth had just been.

He kissed me for a few beats, then pulled away. “Let me grab the lube so I can get you ready.”

“Don’t need it,” I muttered, half-delirious.

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