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I let out another groan. Seeing her like this—completely naked and on her knees between my legs, talking dirty to me, with my cock in her mouth—is a dream come true.

I lose my mind as she plays with my balls while sucking me hard, bobbing her head as she glides her lips over me before slathering me with her tongue.

It's the most divine feeling in the world.

Fighting for control, I look at the ceiling. I’m desperate for release, and just when I think this can't get any better, she takes all of me in until I feel the back of her throat.

Sweet, sweet ecstasy. She licks the length of my shaft, then closes her lips around the head. I fist my hand in her hair, trying to not come apart, but when she sucks my tip, long and hard, I'm gone. I grit my teeth together, trying not to come inside her mouth. I want her tight, warm pussy for that. But she alternates, swallowing me whole again, doing it slowly, then licking me. It's so exquisite, the torture she's putting me through.

“Cari, what the fuck are you doing to me?”

She stops, then looks up at me, her eyes shimmering under the light of the lamp. This image of her like this, is one I'll never forget—Cari with my cock in her mouth, her lips red and swollen, and those gorgeous, peaked breasts. If I could only reach out and suck them.

“I'm taking care of you,” she says, innocently, before her tongue darts out and glides over my length again.

I release her hair and lie back on the bed, fighting to keep it all together, but she takes me into her mouth and sucks me harder still.

Just when I think I need to pull out, I lose control, grunting out my release. I'm so far gone, that it takes a few seconds before I jolt upright and see what I’ve done. I didn’t pull out in time and I came. And Cari took it.

She swallowed every drop.

I reach for her. “I didn't mean to come in—”

She lifts up, her fingers brushing the side of my face, tracing the line of my jaw. “Did I take good care of you?”

This woman undoes me. “The best, my little shortcake.” She presses a kiss to my lips and I pull back, just enough to meet her gaze, my hand on her waist. I have so many words. So much I want to say, but she nods, smiling at me, as if understanding that this moment needs only silence.

We scoot back on the bed, and she presses against me, snuggling in the crook of my arm as we lie entangled in one another.

Chapter 38

JETT

It takes a while for my breaths to calm down. I’m still feeling loose all over. “You’ve bewitched me,” I murmur.

She moves away from me and props herself up on one elbow. I love the smile that pops up on her face. “You … Cari Summers, have captured my heart.”

She rolls her eyes. “Trust you to say that after a blow job.” Then she scoots off as if she’s going to leave.

I grab her wrist, not willing to let her go, because I have other plans. “That was fucking amazing …amazing… but we’re not done yet. The night is still young.” I waggle my brows, making her giggle as I pull her back into my arms.

“The night is still young—” she starts to say, but just then my cell phone pings rapidly. Notifications of messages or emails coming through. I don’t want to look at it. I’ve managed to block out the world, and now it intrudes again.

“Jett,” Cari whispers, her hand resting softly against my chest. “Get it. It sounds urgent. The reason you came here was business.”

“And to spend time with Brooke.”

“Yes, but your father … I know how demanding he can be. How hard he is on you all.”

“Why are you so afraid of him?” I ask, surprised by her words.

“I’m not afraid of him. I fear for you. I know he unsettles you.”

“He’s a bully, and a demanding prick.” I pause. “I’m a lot like him.”

“You can be. But you have a heart, Jett.” She presses against my lips. “I’ll be back. I need to shower because I’ve got salt in all my crevices.”

“I’ll happily lick it off,” I volunteer.

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