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Faster.

His tip hitting the back of my throat each time he thrust forward.

Over and over.

His breaths were labored, and it turned me on. I wanted to pleasure him the way that he’d pleasured me.

It made me feel powerful and sexy and I took him deeper.

“Fuck!” he shouted as a guttural sound left his lips.

He pulled out before I could process what was happening as he stroked himself with a few quick motions and he came on my chest.

I’d never been more turned on in my life as I ground up against his thigh.

His free hand moved between my legs, and he rubbed little circles along my clit while he continued to stroke himself.

And that was all it took.

I followed him into oblivion and went over the edge for a second time.

Chapter FourMyles

Holy shit.

I’d had my fair share of sex. My fair share of blow jobs. My fair share of one-night stands.

But this ... this was next level.

I’d never get the vision out of my head of me hovering above her as she opened those plump pink lips and let me fuck her mouth.

Her innocence was obvious, and it was easy to see that she’d never done anything like this before. There was something in her eyes when I studied them. Hesitation, maybe? I barely knew the woman, yet I could tell this was a lot for her.

I pushed off of her and made my way to the bathroom, where I grabbed a washcloth and covered it with warm water before wringing it out and making my way back to the bedroom.

She was lying there with her dark hair falling around her. It stood out in contrast against the white sheets on the bed. Her chest was still rising and falling, and I felt good knowing that I’d made her come twice without even dipping my dick into her.

I loved pleasing the woman I was with, but pleasing this particular woman was somehow much more satisfying. There was this look on her face, as if that had never happened before.

As if no one had ever touched her or looked at her the way I had.

It turned me the fuck on.

But my gut told me not to push, and I always trusted my gut. I grabbed my briefs on the way back to the bed and pulled them on before sitting on the edge of the mattress and pressing the warm washcloth to her chest. I cleaned her up, and she cinched her brows together and watched me.

“You all right?” I asked as I set the washcloth on the nightstand.

“Am I all right? Um, I’m fabulous.” She sat up, taking the sheet with her and covering her gorgeous tits. “Why’d you put your undies on?”

“My ‘undies’?” I laughed. “They’re briefs.”

“Fine. Briefs.” She shrugged. “Was this not good for you?”

“Are you fucking serious? That was the world’s greatest blow job, and it was hot as hell.”

“Yet you put your briefs on before we’ve had sex.” She cleared her throat, and she suddenly appeared wounded.

I tucked her dark hair behind her ear. “I know the last time you had sex was with a guy you were dating. I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret. My ego is far too big to be anyone’s regret.”

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