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His head falls back, exposing his throat to me. “I’m so fucked.”

“Not yet.”

He groans. It’s cut off with a gasp when I grip his shaft through the lace.

“Mmm, making such a mess in these panties.” His hips rock into my grip, the glistening pink tip of his dick slipping past the waistband of his briefs. I stroke him firmly, mesmerized by the precum dripping from his slit. “Looks like I’m gonna have to clean you up.”

I duck and drag my tongue over his sensitive head.

“Fuck yes,” he hisses. “Yes, yes,yes.”

My eyes close as I suck and lick his crown, the salty taste of him making my own cock leak. I pop off, sliding my hand up his abs, to his nipple, pinching and twisting until he’s writhing beneath me, whimpering, “Please, more, please.” Finally, my fingers arrive at his open mouth.

“Get ‘em nice and wet.”

His lips eagerly close around them as I return to his cock, taking him deeper than before and tracing the pulsing veins with my tongue. He moans, hips stuttering like he wants to thrust. I withdraw my soaked fingers.

“Take what you want from me,” I murmur, slipping between his cheeks and teasing his hole again. “I’m yours to use.”

His jaw drops as I suck him back into the warmth of my mouth and drive both fingers into his tight heat. He holds my head and tests a thrust. His cock touches the back of my throat, my nose nuzzling his pelvis. When I don’t gag, he chuckles. “No fucking way… did you train yourself to take dick?”

I shake my head.

“So you reallyarejust one of God’s favorites. Got it.”

My laugh vibrates around his cock, making him moan louder. His fingers thread through the longer strands of my hair. “Alright, golden boy, I’m done playing nice.”

Good.

Rougher. More desperate. He’s giving himself over to me and it’severything. I inhale through my nose, hollowing out my cheeks as he picks up the pace, my fingers matching the rhythm in his ass. I curl them, searching for his prostate…

“Jesusfuck, I’m not gonna last,” he gasps. “I’m— oh,fuck.”

I pull back right as hot cum bursts from his cock, pulsing on my tongue. Holding it in my mouth, I fold his knees to his chest and expose his hole, still spasming with his orgasm. I cover it with my lips, spitting the cum inside.

Another spurt shoots from his dick.

“Fuck, you’re filthy,”he groans as I tongue-fuck the cum deeper into him. Lubing him up. Once he’s soaked and bucking against my mouth for more, I grasp his thighs and rise over him, lining us up.

His eyes widen.

“Oh, we’re not done,” I grin, pressing just my crown into him. Pull out. Push in a little further. “Let me in, baby.”

Harsh pants chop his words. “Trying… but your… monster cock… is splitting me… in half.”

I freeze, trembling with the effort to stay still so he can adjust. He’s so tight my head spins. His legs shake as his body stretches around me, sucking me deeper. Slowly, his muscles relax. He’s hard as granite again, precum spilling all over his crunched abs.

“Seba.”

“Cade.”

Blue and honey eyes burn into me. “Fuck me. Hard.”

It’s like I’m possessed, ramming into him, my hand around his pretty throat as his eyes roll back in his skull. The sight of him surrendering threatens to unravel me before I’m ready.

“I never want this to end,” I grit out. “Your ass is heaven.”

He can’t even form words; he’s so lost to the onslaught of sensations. And I’m so delirious, I can’t stop talking.