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“Hell yeah, I have. I thought about it when I saw you in those tiny panties at the club, when I ‘met’ you in the elevator, and when I tasted your lips for the first time. I want to taste every inch of your perfect body. Is that such a surprise?”

“It’s just, I’ve never…” as I search for an explanation, realization dawns on his face.

“Has no one ever eaten this delicious pussy?” Too embarrassed to answer with words, I shake my head. He takes a steadying breath filled with equal parts annoyance and excitement.

“God, your ex is a prick. You’re going to have to wait to get my cock, sweet girl.”

“What? Why?” He doesn’t want me now that he knows the other men I’ve had sex with are selfish assholes?

“I love how bad you want it,” he laughs. “But there is something I need to do more than fuck you. I’m going to lick this pretty cunt until you’re begging me to stop.” He once again swipes his finger through my arousal and sucks it clean. If I hadn’t just come, I think that sight alone would have been enough to send me over the edge.

ChapterSeventeen

• BRADY •

Iwant to say I’m surprised Lola’s douche nozzle ex-husband never ate her out, but I’m not. I’m surprised no one has, though. I know they got together young, but I don’t think he was her first. Did none of the guys she was with before want to taste her? How could they not want to eat her alive?

Peering into her eyes, I see the reservation intermingle with lust. I know she’s about to tell me I don’t have to do this, but what she doesn’t realize is that I really,reallydo.

“Don’t worry, I’m going to take care of you,” I coo.

Sliding down her body, I pull her with me on the chaise of my sectional. I yank her down to the edge with her ass barely on the cushion. I sink to my knees, eye level with her delicious center and glimpse up at her before returning my focus to the meal in front of me. Since she’s already come once, there is no need to tease her. I dive right in. I groan as her taste bursts onto my tongue and bring my hands down to her thighs, holding her open for me.

“You taste so fucking good,” I say between laps on her clit. She’s making noises that I can only describe as mewling, which makes me chuckle into her pussy. “You like that? You gonna come all over my tongue and get this pussy nice and soaked for me so my cock will slide right in?”

“Yesssss,” she moans. “Brady, pleaseeee.”

“Please what, baby? What do you need?”

“I don’t-I don’t know,” she pants.

“That’s okay, I do.” Gripping her thighs tighter, I focus my attention on her sensitive bud. Sucking it into my mouth, I push my fingers back into her. It only takes a few seconds of suction and swirling my tongue on her clit for her to combust again. I give her a few slow licks as she comes down from her high and rub my hands up and down her legs until the shaking subsides. When she meets my gaze, her eyes are glazed over with satisfaction.

With what I know must be a feral grin, I kiss back up her body before sliding my tongue in her mouth, letting her taste herself. Pushing off my jeans, I sigh in relief that the pressure is off my cock. I reach into my wallet and pull out a condom. “Ready for this, baby?” I ask as I sheath myself.

“Yes,” she replies. “Please fuck me.”

“That’s what I like to hear, sweet girl. But I’m not going to fuck you yet. We’re going to go nice and gentle this time. Will you let me do that? Will you let me savor you this first time?” I ask, rubbing my length up and down her pussy, teasing her clit again.

She nods, but I need her words. When I pause my movement, her eyes pop open and she blinks at me before realizing what I want. “Okay,” she whispers, and it is all the confirmation I need. With one languid thrust, I am seated inside her. Giving her a moment to adjust to my size, I lean down and kiss her lips, enjoying her pants. I may not be the longest guy in the locker room, but I am one of the thickest. I can’t imagine her ex was packing much heat with everything I’ve heard about him.

“Holy shit,” she mutters against my lips. “So big, Brady. Why are you so big?”

I laugh through gritted teeth. “You don’t like, baby? It feels like your body fucking loves it if the way your pussy is trying to lock me inside is any indication.” I punctuate my words by swiveling my hips and pulsing in and out slightly. Her body loosen around me, allowing more movement.

She doesn’t answer with words but her whimper tells me that she loves it, as does the way she tightens her around me, trying to keep me from pulling away. As if I would go anywhere. Being inside her is heaven. It feels like she was made for me.

I slowly start to thrust in and out further, setting a solid rhythm. “Bradddddy,” she moans.

“I know, baby, I know. Don’t worry. I got you. Hold on tight.” Her arms move to my shoulders and she does just that. I sense the telltale sign of her impending orgasm as her pussy flutters around me. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me like a vise, baby. Are you going to come again for me, sweet girl? You gonna come on my cock and milk my cum from me?”

“Yessssssss,” she screams. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.” And I don't. I keep pumping into her with a steady rhythm. When she is about to tip over the edge, I lean down and suck on the sensitive spot on her neck I noticed early. I give it a nip and that is all it takes to have her shatter around me. The force of her orgasm pulls mine from me and we both lay there, trying to catch our breath.

She winces when I pull out, her legs flopping beside my body. I kiss her lips gently before picking her up and carrying her with me to the bathroom. Once I have us both cleaned up, I scoop her back up.

“I can walk you know,” she giggles.

“Are you sure about that? Last time I checked, your legs were Jell-O.”

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