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“I’m going to fit. I’m just going to have to get you ready so you can take every inch.” I curl my finger, like I’m beckoning her toward me, and she gasps. “There?”

“Yes. Don’t stop, Dallas.”

“Going to add a second finger, okay?”

“You better.”

I smile and kiss the inside of her thigh, adding my middle finger with a firm push. My laughter dies when I feel her stretch around me. “Goddamn, pretty girl. If this is how good you feelon my fingers, what is it going to feel like when my cock is inside you?”

“Heaven.” Maven’s hand tips my chin to look up at her. Her whole body is flushed and her eyes are glazed over, but she’s never been more beautiful. “It’s going to feel like heaven.”

“Can I taste you? Please?”

“God, yeah.” She flops back down and threads her fingers through my hair. “Show me how badly you want me.”

Heat burns through me, and I thrust into the mattress with her command. There’s no way I get through this without finishing in my briefs, a fate I’ve already sealed for myself, but I don’t give a shit. Not when her legs spread wider. Not when she knocks my hand out of the way and replaces it with her own as she holds herself open for me.

I scoot forward and lick up her entrance. A choked noise that sounds like a delighted sob escapes her. Determined, I hook my arm around her thigh and drag her closer, my nose pressed against her. I bury my tongue inside her pussy and fucking feast.

I’ve done this once or twice, but it’s never been likethis.

Never with moans and her pushing my tongue deeper inside her like she’d die without it.

Never with my hips lifting and fucking the mattress, pretending like I’m fucking her each time my cock grinds against the sheets.

Never with sweat on my forehead and my fingers bruising her skin.

“Yes,” she hisses. “That’s good, Dallas. So good. You like eating pussy, don’t you? You’re not such a nice guy after all.”

Arousal blazes through me. “Only your pussy, Maven,” I say. I circle her clit with my tongue and press three fingers inside her. My free hand rubs her stomach in soothing circles when she cries out. “And you want to talk about not being nice? Look atyou. The sunshine girl likes to be bad, doesn’t she?”

“Close,” she says through a strained breath when I curl all three of my fingers. She reaches out and wraps her hand around my length. The cotton of my briefs rubs against me, and I groan at her touch. “So close. Are you going to come with me?”

“Yeah, honey. I’m going to come with you,” I say low in her ear, and she tightens around me. “There you go. You’re doing so well, Maven. Let me see how gorgeous you are when you come.”

Maven lets out a moan I steal for myself. Her body shakes and her breathing turns ragged and uneven. I feel her chest heave as I slow my fingers and work her through the high until she goes limp and pliant under me.

“That—I—” she tries to say, and she finishes with a sigh. “Yes.”

I pull my fingers out of her and massage her thighs, calming her down. “Good?”

“The best.” She gives me a tired, satisfied smile. “Did you?—?”

“Almost. But not yet.” I move back down her body. “Let me clean you up first.”

“Are we going to—oh,”Maven whispers when I lick her again. “Dallas. I can’t.”

“You sure about that?” I ask from between her legs. “Come on, Mae. We both know you’re not a quitter.”

I move slower. I’m more thorough. I find the rhythm she likes best with my tongue. I mimic exactly what I did with my fingers, and I see her body giving in again.

“Circle my clit,” she says. “I like that—yes. Fuck, Dallas. Right there.”

I love that she’s not afraid to tell me what she wants. I love that she’s greedy about it.

“On my tongue this time,” I say, and I shove one hand down my briefs. I grip myself, jerking up and down as her breathing gets harder. “Let me imagine what it’s going to feel like on my cock.”

Maven moans, and a second orgasm races through her. She rides my tongue like it’s her own personal toy. She reaches out and tugs on my necklace, and that’s what does me in.

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