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“You never apologized,” he mocked.

“I’m so sorry,” I said repeatedly.

He nodded. “I believe you, Kierra. I believe you’re sorry and will never do it to me again. Touch yourself.”

My fingers dipped down and collected his saliva and my arousal. Using it as lubricant, I feverishly grazed my hardened clit, chasing relief. “Let me see you,” I whispered, praying he wouldn’t be a dick and whip it out.

“You’re well acquainted with my dick. Use your imagination.”

I’m moving out. Not really, but damn.

I closed my eyes and imagined him above me, between my parted thighs, with his dick warming my leg. In my fantasy, he was kissing me passionately, barely allowing me to come up for a sip of air as his fingers surged into me. I kept my eyes closed as I heard rustling from where he sat.

He’s stripping…good.

“Daddy, can I come? Please, can I come?” I begged.

“Not quite.”

My eyes flew open when he grabbed an ankle and dragged me to the edge of the bed. He was naked and leaking pre-cum, whichI would describe as semi-salty and sweet, just like my favorite tasty treat.

“Get on your back and turn this way,” he motioned. I followed his command and was pleased that his thick erection was near my mouth. He grunted when I stuck my tongue out and licked the underside of his dick. “Hold that thought, baby,” he said.

I shrieked when he lifted me, and I came face to face with his cock. My thighs split his face and rested on his shoulders, and we both got to work pleasing each other with our mouths.

Blood rushed to my head as I choked on him, and my brain was short-circuiting from the feeling of his tongue spearing and dipping into my pink flesh, but that didn’t prevent me from deep-throating until my nose tickled his pubes. I grabbed his balls and gave them an encouraging squeeze. He groaned into my lips, and I squeezed them again.

Seconds later, I was right-side up, being impaled on his length. “Head down and watch me fuck you up, Kierra.”

Filthy, motherfucker.

I watched him fuck me stupid for 8.9 seconds before I came more than I ever had before. He came in me, and I didn’t know where I started and where he began. I fell against his chest, closed my eyes, and reveled in the aftershocks of our simultaneous orgasm—my pussy still clenching around him and his cock still twitching inside of me.

“You squirm a lot. I nearly dropped you a few times.”

“That would be an interesting story to tell,” I whispered as he cradled me.

“Mhm,” he agreed.

“How much did I work off my debt?”

“A grand.”

I grinned into his neck before nipping his sweaty flesh. “The edging alone should’ve knocked off five grand.”

“That depends on who you ask. Now, if you want to knock another $500.00 off your debt, then you’ll get on your knees and do what you do with that smart-ass mouth.”

Shit. You don’t have to tell me twice.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Jonathan

“Is she gonna….”

“Jon…she looks a little green around the….”

I reached for the small white trashcan we lovingly called the puke bucket, but it was too late when I returned. Daisy had vomited down the front of her onesie.

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