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“Eyes open, Vi,” I remind her. “Keep looking at me.”

Once she’s looking down at me again, I hold her stare and gently flick her clit with my tongue, over and over and over again. Her hips buck and she rolls them into me, trying to get more, so I slide two fingers up her inner thigh and push them inside her, twisting them around and nudging the plug in her ass. I manage to fit a third one in, and she moans louder, yanking my head back by my hair. Knowing exactly how to set her off, I stick my tongue all the way out for her so she can rub herself on it, groaning at the taste of us both sliding down my throat. I don’t usually swallow my own cum, but I know it drives her wild to watch me eat it out of her, and I fucking love how rough she gets with me when I do it.

Just as her legs start to clamp around my head, I seal my mouth over her pussy and suck on her clit, curling my fingers into her faster and harder. “You ready to come for me?”

“Fuck. Yes.”

“Good girl,” I rasp, squeezing her ass and spreading her cheeks, ensuring she feels the effects of the plug. “Pull my hair again and come all over my face.”

“Fuck,” she says again. “Fuck, Atty…”

Doing exactly as I told her to, she grinds herself on me and fucks my mouth, sliding herself up and down until she’s shaking and jerking against me. Her knees give out before she’s even finished, and I catch her in my lap, easing my fingers in and out of her to coax her through it. She pushes my hand away once she’s had enough, breathing hard against my face with her arms around my neck and her forehead leaning on mine.

“You’re filthy, you know that?” she asks, moving to clean the wetness from my lips.

I grab her hand before she can, pulling her mouth to mine and forcing her to taste herself. I lick my tongue over hers, and she kisses me back without argument, falling down on me as we make out like we used to when we were fourteen, making my dick leak inside my boxers. I rub it on her through my jeans, and she pulls back and looks down at her pussy, hissing at how used and sensitive it must feel.

“We’re not done yet, are we?” she asks, sighing when I smirk up at her.

“If you have to ask me that,” I tease, rolling her onto her side and pulling her shirt back up, dipping my head to get to her nipples. “Baby, you don’t know me at all.”

CHAPTER 10

VIOLET

I’m back in Atticus’s lap and laughing so hard my insides hurt, munching on the strawberry ice cream we got from the gas station a little while ago. We walked there and back after he fucked me for the fifth time…or maybe it was the sixth. I stopped keeping count hours ago. I don’t know what time it is now, but I really don’t care. I’m just enjoying being with him, having him back in my life after going so long without him.

“Didn’t he puke after like two minutes?” I ask as I look up, remembering the time in sophomore year when he strung his older brother up to the huge tree we’re sitting under by his ankles, all because he hugged me hello at their house one time.

He nods and feeds me another fingerful of ice cream, grinning as he licks some off his knuckles. “Phoenix made me cut him down before he choked and died up there.”

I laugh harder and reach over to run my fingertips over the letters we carved into this very tree a few years ago. AL & VS—our initials written inside the shape of a heart, of course, because we were so cool and hopelessly in love back in high school.

“I love you, Atty,” I breathe out, dropping my head to kiss his nose, making him smile.

“Are you still stoned?”

“And drunk,” I add, picking up the tequila to uncap it, pouting when he takes it away from me.

“No more,” he says, hiding it behind him.

“Why not?”

“Because I’m not ready for you to pass out yet.”

I hum on a long exhale and take the tub of ice cream he’s holding instead, scooping some out and holding it up for him, not surprised when he scrunches his nose at me.

“It’s so weird you don’t like ice cream.”

“It’s cold.”

“Want me to warm it up for you?” I ask playfully, licking it off my finger and swirling it around with my tongue, enjoying the heated look in his eyes.

Taking his jaw, I open his mouth and press mine to his, kissing him and feeding him the melted ice cream. A bit drips out of the corner of his mouth, and I dip my head to catch it, licking up his throat and back to his lips. I tug on the bottom one with my teeth, pushing myself down on the hardness I can feel poking into me beneath his jeans. That really gets him going, and then he’s pulling back to devour my body with his eyes.

“Bend over so I can see your pussy and ass together.”

I quickly obey and get myself into position, placing my knees either side of his thighs so I can push my hips back into him. After spreading me open with his thumbs, he doesn’t do anything for a minute. He just stares, and I’m getting impatient. But then I feel something cold and wet dripping over my pussy, and I gasp when he pushes his face against me and licks the ice cream off my clit. He gently takes the plug out of my ass, and it makes me cry out when he licks me there too.

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