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“As cute as your outfit is, Draco won’t see it. He can’t have company today. He can’t have companyanyday. He can’t have friends. Goodbye!” I slammed the door with a smile on my face, but the moment of celebration collapsed when I twisted around and saw Draco staring at me from the top of the staircase.

“Why did you do that?” he quizzed.

“Excuse me? Isn’t she one of the nightcrawlers that hangs out at the clubhouse? I heard Zo say her name and call her that.” I playfully tapped my chin. “Is that a fancy name for hos?”

He shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. I would’ve told her to leave.”

I walked to the kitchen while shouting, “Now, you don’t have to! If I can’t have male clients, you can’t have female friends.”

I left Draco to pout and went to finish making dinner. To ease my anxiety, I played music on a radio settled in a corner of the countertop. Alone in the massive space, I danced as I worked. When I lived in group homes, the kitchen was off limits unless I was cleaning. When I moved in with Ms. Green, she took pride in cooking for me. Being able to have this moment alone was freeing.

My pride wouldn’t allow me to invite Draco to join me, but once I finished eating and hopped out the shower, guilt beat down my posture. Before going to my room, I stopped at Draco’s and knocked a few times. I got no answer, but my curiosity got the best of me, driving me to enter the room without permission.Even though I had been in the house for a few days, I had never been inside of Draco’s room.

A darkness covered the space, but I could see his black and brown decor. Sparkles from the stars sweep through his skylight, adding a hopscotch pattern to the floor. A slither of light also poured from the crack in the bathroom door. I followed the path of the glow, drawn to whatever was behind the door. I acted as a voyeur, watching Draco in the shower. His back was to the door, giving me a view of his sculpted shoulders and track star calves. Low growls echoed through the bathroom, sending an excruciating ache below my waist. I clutched the door frame when my knees buckled. I couldn’t think straight when my hands slipped into my panties.

Unable to look elsewhere, my eyes narrowed in on Draco’s long dick when he spun around.His eyes were shut. His bottom lip rested between his teeth. Pure pleasure painted his face as he stroked himself in a slow motion. I followed the rhythm, though I wanted to pick up the pace.

“Aww, fuck, Frankie.”

My eyes bulged out of my head when I heard my name. Draco looked like he was in ecstasy with me on his brain as he pleased himself, and I had conflicting feelings about it though my body was turned on. My clit throbbed against my fingers the louder he moaned. I almost lost my balance when he muttered the words, “You feel so good.” I had watched enough porn to know he was close to the edge, so I backpedaled out the room before I got caught.

On shaky legs, I entered my room and rushed over to my duffel bag. I thought it was ridiculous that Draco packed my vibrator when I saw it, and now, I could kiss him for thinking ahead. I prayed the humming from my little friend wasn’t as loud as I thought, but at this point, I couldn’t care less. I gotunder the cover, shut my eyes, and replayed the vision of Draco jerking off while whispering my name.

My creative mind ran wild with images of Draco running his tongue over my neck. Ihadnever felt a man’s mouth there, but I knew it was my sweet spot. I knew it would have me climbing a wall and yelling his name.

“Mm. Yes, Draco,” I cooed.

I bitmy bottom lip so hardI knewIwould have to deal with swellingin the morning. Right now, I would’ve accepted a few bumps and bruises to reach my peak.

Lost in my imagination, I didn’t realize I was no longer alone until one side of the bed sank in. I cracked an eye and almost had a heart attack seeing Draco watching me. He wasn’t a punk like me. He eyed me openly, daring me to say something.

“What are you doing?” I asked in a hushed tone.

His fingers tickled the top of my foot as he replied, “Exactly what you imagine.”

Tender—That was the only way to describe the way Draco handled me. I giggled and moaned when he slipped my toes into his mouth. The sensation was unique, and combined with the vibrator against my clit, it nearly had me speaking in tongues.

“Yeah, say it.” Draco licked up my ankle. “Say you like it.”

I barely got out, “I like it. I love it.”

Draco’s tongue roamed from my ankle up to my thighs where he planted kisses. When I felt his teeth on me, an animalistic growl trickled from my mouth.

“Bite me!” I begged, unable to control my desires.

He got comfortable in the middle of my legs, turning my body into a pillow. I cried out when he pressed the vibrator against my clit and slid his tongue in and out of my pussy. I struggled to breathe, stunned by the pleasure. I had never had sex or let a man taste me. At this moment, I regretted waiting so long.

“Oh. Oh, God.” I blinked rapidly as tingles ran from my head to my toes. Unsure of what to do with my hands, I reached down and grabbed a handful of his loose curls.

“Mm.Fuck,” he moaned into my center. “You taste so fucking good, Nugget.”

I looked down and saw Draco pull his dick from his pajama pants. My tongue hungout ofmy mouth as I watched him spit on his hand then rub it on hismanhood. When he stroked his hard on and devoured meat the same time,my lower stomach got tight.

“Draco! Baby! I think… Wait!”

Draco tossed the vibrator across the room, and he shook his head while his tongue stayed buried inside of me.

“I want you to nut on my tongue. I want yo’ pussy juices embedded into my tastebuds.”

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