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She hums and brands me again. “You’re going to get blowjobs on the regular, trouble.”

“Good Lord, woman.” I’m openly trembling. “You’re actually turning my penis into a piece of candy.”

“Mhmm,” she mumbles against my shaft. Her lips smack after a rapid attack to the flared head. “Yummy.”

“Not gonna last,” I grit out between clenched teeth. “I’ll bust the instant your mouth is on me.”

“You’re giving me too much credit.”

Denial is a sharp grunt as she polishes my pole until I’m slick and covered in her affection. “Not nearly enough.”

Her laughter puffs against my slippery length. “Allow me to test your theory.”

White streaks across my sight when she pushes me straight to the back of her throat. I blink at the stars but the haze turns blinding as she slurps, pulling my cock deeper. My earlier wish is granted when she guides my hand to clutch her neck. She swallows, allowing me to feel where my dick is lodged. I add gentle pressure and her lashes flutter. A curse spews from me asshe swirls her tongue on the underside of my length, mapping the protruding ridge there.

My balls tighten and I curse. “Too good, beauty.”

Moisture glistens in her eyes while she bobs up and down for a brief reprieve. Pleasure laps at me, keeping pace with her steady rhythm. The onslaught squeezes my desperation into a vise until I almost double over. A tear tracks down her cheek as I strike the limit of her gag reflex. I’m about to protest but the words become a wheeze when she takes me to the root again.

My fingers clench where she’s got me wedged in. I use my other hand to stroke her jaw. Cassidy grins, the expression distorted. Her mouth is fully stretched around my length. So. Damn. Snug. The sight is obscene and almost makes me feel guilty, but I can’t look away. A pleased sound rumbles from her to scold my concern. Rather than retreat, she takes me deeper. She moans while increasing suction, hollowing her cheeks in the process. Tingles erupt at the base of my spine. Relief begins to flood downward in a rush.

“Gonna come,” I rasp.

She nods but doesn’t quit. The last of my restraint is spent on staying still, allowing her to finish me off the way she intends. Euphoric bliss erupts from me with a shout. My cock throbs, spilling every drop down her throat. Cassidy’s throat works to drain me dry. Heat surges under my skin as I lose myself to sensation. I jolt from the powerful release, seconds from collapse. It’s sheer determination that keeps me standing.

“Holy… shit. Fuck me sideways.” Spots dance in my vision. “What was that?”

Her chest rises and falls while she dabs her puffy lips. “Good?”

“That’s an understatement,” I mumble. “You might’ve broken me. Nope, scratch that. I’m definitely ruined. Now you have to marry me.”

Cassidy laughs. “Very funny.”

“I’m not joking.” I wipe the drool from her chin. “But next time I ask, it’ll be worthy of the intended response.”

Her watery eyes roll to the ceiling. “The blowjob wasn’t that great.”

I tuck myself away and hoist her into my arms, stumbling to our next stop. “You’re right. It was better.”

She giggles, clinging on tight when I try lowering her onto the nearest saddle. “What’re you doing?”

“I owe you several orgasms.”

“Definitely not multiple.”

My knees greet the floor while I bunch her dress around her waist. “Feed me two while I recuperate and then I’ll dick you straight to sleep.”

Ijerk in Drake’s hold when his tongue sweeps along my clit. “Oh my—”

“Better not be anything other than my name about to spill from those lips.” This is his second warning. He probably won’t offer a third.

The urge to test him squirms my hips. “I’ll curse yours, trouble. Give it a rest.”

His chuckle is muffled against the most intimate part of me. “Still hungry.”

“That was two.”

“Gonna deny me?”

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