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I groan, reaching up to spread the glistening folds, “You’re so wet.”

“I’m so-

“Do not apologize.” I cut her off, pulling one leg over my shoulder, “This is the best compliment a guy can receive.”

Lacey blinks down at me, the vibrant shade of her eyes confirming its place as my new favourite colour.

I press a kiss against her swollen clit, “All I want you to do is tell me what feels good, okay?”

She shudders, her hands already back gripping the comforter.

“Okay.”

Chapter 17

Lacey

Skylar is really good at giving head.

The clues were there, like when he pulled off my panties using just his teeth, but it still came as a shock when he swiped his tongue across my clit like he owned it.

My hips haven’t stopped bucking against his mouth, but Skylar doesn’t seem to mind. He murmurs quiet encouragement against my core, continuing the slow and steady torture of his strokes. The ache between my legs builds with each pass of his tongue, the hot pressure of his mouth making me desperate for more.

“Faster, Skylar. I need you to go faster.”

He responds by slipping his tongue inside me and I moan, reaching out to grab his hair. He makes a satisfied sound when I thread my fingers through the white strands, gripping them tightly.

Skylar flicks his eyes up to mine, the lust filling each iris knocking the breath right out of my chest. His mouth is fused to my pussy and he’s looking at me like there isn’t a place he would rather be.

His fingers slide up to play with my clit while he continues to fuck me with his tongue. Another moan slips out of me and I rock against his face, trying to increase the pace. His fingers respond in earnest, rubbing the sensitive bud exactly how I told him to the last time.

“Oh my God.” I gasp at the pressure building inside of me, unlike anything I have ever experienced before.

Skylar leans forward and captures my clit with his teeth. He bites down gently before sucking it back into his mouth, triggering my pending release to arrive.

I cry out his name, gripping his hair like it’s the only thing tethering me to the ground. Skylar keeps going all the way through, only slowing down after my orgasm has passed and I’m left shaking and unable to hold myself upright.

He kisses my swollen bud one last time before pulling away.

“You did so well, Flower. I’m so proud of you.”

I blush at the praise, watching Skylar lick the last bit of residue off his lips. All I did was let him eat me like a main course and yet he makes me feel like I did something special.

He makes me feel likeI’msomething special.

“I didn’t do anything.”

Skylar shakes his head, “Not true. You did the most important part.”

“What’s that?”

“You trusted me.”

My face breaks into a wide smile as the broken pieces of Skylar’s heart weld onto mine.

“I, uh, might need to take a quick shower before going to bed.”

He shifts uncomfortably on the ground and that’s when I notice the erection tenting the front of his pants. My eyes go wide as I take in the outline of his dick, the tip of it pressing angrily through the beige material of his pants.

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