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JAKE

HOLY SHIT.

This blowjob is…

Brenna is…

Her mouth is…

Yeah, my brain stopped functioning a while ago.

My fingers are tangled in Brenna’s dark hair as her tongue glides along my shaft. She squeezes the base of my cock with her hand as she runs her tongue over the tip, tasting me, teasing me. I swallow a groan but can’t prevent a hoarse breath from slipping out.

She gazes up at me with big brown eyes.

“I’m being quiet,” I choke out. “Promise.”

She smiles and resumes her ministrations. She sucks on my tip, and I watch her lips, mesmerized, as they gobble me up. Her head dips down again, and suddenly my cock is nearly poking the back of her throat. I barely have time to register the incredible sensation when she eases off, her head swiftly moving back up, her hand working in perfect unison with her wicked mouth.

I can’t believe Brenna Jensen is blowing me.

Life is full of unexpected surprises. A few months ago, this girl was provoking me at a house party, swearing she’d never fall into bed with a Harvard man. And now here we are. In her bed, with her mouth on my cock and my fist in her hair.

Her lips are…

The suction is…

Dammit, my brain shorted out again.

Pleasure zips up my spine. I love seeing her delicate throat work when she swallows me on every downstroke. Her perfect ass is jutting in the air, and my hands are itching to cup it, squeeze it.

I tighten my fist in her long hair and tug her head up. “Twist around so I can lick you at the same time,” I rasp.

Pure arousal darkens her gaze. “That’s such a good idea,” she whispers.

She moves in a blur, wiggling out of her flannel pants and straddling my face. When my tongue comes out for a taste, she makes a strangled noise. A loud one.

“Quiet,” I taunt, before giving her clit a long, languid lick.

She retaliates by stuffing half my dick in her mouth, and it’s my turn to make noise again. “Oh my God,” I groan against her pussy. “We’re never going to get through this.”

Her soft laughter tickles my shaft, creating a vibration effect that travels through my body. My hips involuntarily jerk upward, pushing me to the back of her throat.

She yelps in surprise, and I quickly withdraw. “Sorry,” I murmur. “That wasn’t on purpose.”

“It’s okay, you just startled me.”

I return my attention to her sexy body, reaching up to squeeze her ass cheeks. This is fucking amazing. Her sweet flavor on my tongue, her mouth on my dick. It’s so, so good. I move my tongue slowly over her clit, hoping to tease her, to draw out her pleasure, but it isn’t long before she’s whimpering impatiently and grinding down on my face.

Greedy little thing. I chuckle at her eagerness, until she starts jacking me against her tongue, and the laughter dies. Red-hot pleasure buzzes up my spine. My balls tingle in warning, and I wrench my mouth from her pussy and mutter, “I don’t want to come until you do.”

“Then get me there,” she dares.

Challenge accepted. I wrap my lips around her clit and suck.

She squirms in delight. “Oh, that’s good. Do that again.”

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