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“Luc, I’m… I don’t know. OMG,” she cries out and falls over the edge, crying out in ecstasy. Her entire body is shaking with her orgasm. It’s the most beautiful thing, I just wish I had a chance to see all of her since she still has her dress on.

I lick her until she rides out the waves of her ecstasy and then she comes down slowly. Her eyes look sleepy, and a sweet smile plays on her lips.

“That was. . .” She is so relaxed and woozy that it makes me smile.

“I told you there was nothing wrong with you.” I get on the bed and shift her up to the headboard and hold her in my arms.

She leans on my shoulder, hugging me back. There is no going back after this. Having the taste of her sweet pussy on my lips and listening to her come has ruined me. I also never cuddle after an orgasm, and it wasn’t even me who orgasmed now. In short, I’m screwed.

“That was. . .”

“Let me know when you can say something that’s more than those two words,” I joke.

She smacks my stomach. “You jerk. Now I want to get you off,” she says.

I squeeze my eyes shut and take a breath. “We aren’t going there. As it is, we have changed things between us now.”

“That isn’t fair, Luc. I want to taste you on my tongue. I want to make you come apart.”

I take a deep breath, trying to keep my shit together. “We can’t go there, Mon coeur.”

“Because you don’t think you can get off with me?” she frowns. I hate seeing her frown.

“That isn’t what I’m saying at all,” I assure her, but it doesn’t work. She shifts to a seated position and straddles me. She is soaked and not wearing any panties. I can feel her through my jeans.

“Hmm, you’re hard.” She rocks above me.

I groan.

She pops the button on my jeans and lowers the zipper. “Let me get these jeans off you.”

I lift my butt in the air to assist her as she pulls off my jeans and boxers.

“OMG, Luc. You have a gorgeous penis.”

“Um, okay.” I feel like my mind is floating on cloud Izzy. I’ve forgotten how to speak because having my best friend rating my cock is hot and weird.

She wraps her fist around my shaft and drops her head. She licks my crown, taking me into her mouth. She sucks me down as much as she can and comes back up, swirling her tongue along my shaft.

“Am I doing okay?” she asks.

“It feels fucking amazing.” I watch her lips tip up around my cock.

She has me unraveling fast. I grip her long brown strands, pulling them together into a ponytail. She bobs her head, and I have the perfect view of the most beautiful girl in the world giving me head. Watching my cock disappear into her mouth is not something I will forget any time soon.

I feel myself growing harder, a pulse beating inside her mouth as she takes me deeper with a slow, deliberate suction before gliding back up.“I’m close, Izzy. It’s fine if you want to give me a handy,” I inform her.

“I want to taste you, Luc. Fuck, I’m finding this so hot,” she groans, and I wonder if sucking me off has her turned on again.

She goes back to bobbing her head. My hips thrust into her mouth, as she takes everything I have to give. “Just like that, Izzy. Fuck, I’m coming.” I lose it in her mouth, coming so hard colors fly past my vision. She licks up every inch of cum and then shifts a little. That’s when I notice she has a finger between her thighs. She was getting herself off while sucking me. Watching her flick her clit has me so worked up that I pull her into me and press my thumb against her clit. Our faces are so close I smell myself on her. She leans in and kisses me as I finger her. The way we kiss is like nothing I’ve ever felt. There is a fire burning between us, hot and wild. I finger her until she comes again anddon’t relent as she cries out saying it’s too much as she rubs her pussy on my fingers.

I hold her again, feeling completely winded and out of my element. That was the hottest make-out session of my life. It didn’t involve a threesome. It was just me and my best friend and the best chemistry of my life.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Luc

“We’re dividing up. Half the team on the left side of the rink. Other half on the right. Hutch to one net. Luc to the other,” Coach Heaton barks out his orders during morning skate. We are weeks away from the Frozen Four and the entire team is working hard.