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Fuck is right. I am so fucked.

I have no control. It’s not the first time a guy has gone down on me, but it’s the first time it has felt this good.

His touch, his lips. Everything Nick does sends a quick wave of euphoria through me.

How is it so good? How is he so fucking good?

I look down and our eyes meet just as Nick puts more pressure on me, pressing his tongue down as his fingers slide into me.

I close my eyes for a second and let out a gasp, but I want more of our connection. I want to see him.

He watches me moan and cry out, never taking his eyes off of me as he continues using his tongue and his fingers to pull at my arousal.

With a light nip at my clit and a groan vibrating against me, another wave blasts through me. My entire body tenses as I come crashing down.

I fall back covering my cries with my small pillow.

I don’t even feel him get up. I’m completely numb and my brain is a fog.

Nick is up and inside me in a flash.

He pulls the pillow away from my face.

“You taste so fucking good.” He buries his face in my neck and thrusts into me.

I wrap my legs around him, digging my heels into his thighs.

“Oh Nick. So good.” I pant. “So, fucking good.”

“Keep coming for me baby,” He commands.

I do. I keep coming over and over again.

Chapter 15

Nick

I wake up confused, not knowing where I am.

It takes me all of three seconds to remember and take in my surroundings.

One, Lenny’s door where she walked in naked and oblivious after her shower.

Two, Lenny’s desk where she sat completely focused on her writing.

Three, Lenny’s bed where she cried out my name over and over again.

Thoughts of us flood in. The multiple orgasms. Lenny’s intensity and passion as our eyes connected.

This girl is ruining me.

When we’re together, it just feels right.

Everything just feels right.

The sun is just starting to peek through her window. I look around, but there’s no sign of her.

Did she have a class? Did she leave? Is she just somewhere in the house?

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