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“Crawl up the bed,” I demanded. “Feed it to me.”

Letting out a frustrated groan, Tate shifted off me, off the bed, removing his clothes completely, leaving them on the floor.

“I’ve got a better idea. Scoot down the bed and tilt your head back,” he directed.

I was only too happy to obey.

When he slipped back on the bed, he positioned himself behind me, one knee on either side of my head. At this angle, I could take him deeper and fuck, even before his cock touched my tongue, I was starving for him.

“Fuck, yes,” he moaned and feed me his cock.

I breathed through my nose and relaxed my jaw as he filled me, one torturous inch at a time.

“That’s it,” Tate encouraged, his voice gravelly, needy. “Baby, take it all.”

His salty precum hit my tastebuds and I hummed in pleasure.

“Fucking hell, Ree,” Tate whispered and slid one hand around my throat.

He pumped his hips, slowly at first and then with increasing urgency.

I grabbed onto his thighs, holding on for the ride, ignoring my own dick.

“Oh fuck,” Tate groaned, and I felt him shudder. “That’s so good, too good. Shit.”

My cock jerked, begging for attention, but I stayed focused on Tate.

His thighs were shaking as he slid his cock in and out of my mouth, faster now.

And all I could do was lie there and take it.

I was lightheaded, and shivered when he gently squeezed my neck, feeling his cock in my throat.

“Jesus,” Tate groaned loudly. “I have no control around you. Fuck, I’m going to come. Tap my thigh if you need me to pull out.”

Instead, I gripped his thighs tighter. He kept fucking my throat, his pace unrelenting.

My mouth was sore, my throat was on fire, but I couldn’t stop. I wanted everything Tate could give me.

Knowing that I was the reason he was about to lose control was so fucking satisfying.

“Reed!” Tate yelled out as his dick twitched.

Cum flooded my throat and I kept swallowing, trying not to choke.

As Tate’s cock softened, he pulled out, leaving me gasping and my mouth covered in his cum.

I lay on the mattress, panting hard, desperate for air.

And my dick was so hard it hurt, but I could take care of that later.

Until Tate leaned over, crawling over me.

With one hand around the base of my dick and the other on the bed for leverage, he sucked me off.

Tate couldn’t take me deep, but it didn’t matter. I was blissed out just knowing he had my cock in his mouth.

“Tate,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “Fuck.”

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