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“Oh my god,” Tess gasps with a low, breathy whine. “You’re so deep.”

She leans down to kiss me, brushing her tits against my chest. She moans again into my ear, which makes me harder, swear to fucking god if it doesn’t.

I grip her ass, pulling her deeper still.

She groans again, louder.

Louder still.

“Oh fuck…oh Drew… oh my god…”

“You feel so fucking good, baby,” I grunt out despite myself even though she’s not my baby, and I have no idea how to talk dirty.

You feel so fucking good, baby, is as dirty as it gets.

I give her ass a slap, and she whimpers.

“I’m gonna come,” she moans. “Oh god, it feels so goodddd…”

Her hands grip the headboard and she pushes faster, faster, moving back and forth. “Don’t stop,” she begs. “I’m so close…right there…right there in that spot, oh god…”

Oh god is right.

Right there.

That spot.

Fuck yes…

Fuck yeah…

My brain isn’t functioning right now. I can’t think. Brain dumb. What’s my name?

What’s hers?

Oh shit, this feels fucking great.

So good.

She’s moaning again, loudly, hands braced on my shoulders as her orgasm hits, lost entirely in her own pleasure—and I follow shortly after. I can’t wait a single second longer, or I’ll fucking die. Surely, I will.

I grip her hips as I come, moans coming from my chest, lower body wracking with quivers as I dump my load into Tess Donahue.

CHAPTER25

TESS

PERKS OF DATING ME: I’LL LET YOU TOUCH MY BOOBS.

We’re still naked.

Fell asleep that way, and neither of us in is a rush to put clothes back on. I was surprisingly relaxed after we finished; not even a little bashful or embarrassed, and Drew wasn’t either.

Honestly, I’m surprised.

I thought maybe he would do that guy thing you hear about where they make excuses and list all the reasons they shouldn’t have fucked you or kissed you or apologized for having had sex with you because they just want to be friends.

But he didn’t do that.

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