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I groan into her, parting her with my thumbs, slowing it down again just to feel her chase it. Then another long stroke of my tongue, and her body arches off the mattress again. She muffles her moans in her forearm as I seal my lips around her clit, watching the way her other hand claws at the mattress.

“You taste so fucking good, Penny,” I rasp, and she answers with a broken moan, her hips lifting toward my mouth.

“Evan, fuck…” Her thighs spread wider, chasing it now. “You’re gonna make me—”

“Already?” I tease. “Mm, my greedy girl.”

I lift my head to watch her while my fingers fuck and curl inside her, my breath skating along her wet pussy.

“Look at you, baby, spread and wet and ready for it. You wanna come?”

Her head nods frantically. “Yes.”

“Better look at me then.”

When her eyes lock on mine, I grin and dip back down, tongue flicking against her clit. Her eyes snap closed, and I pull back again, slapping her pussy with two wet fingers.

“Eyes on me, or I’ll stop.”

“Fuck—do that again,” she breathes, hips writhing up toward me.

I slap her clit again with wet rhythmic taps, and dip back down to tongue fuck her.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck—”

“Let go,” I murmur against her. “Give it to me.”

Her body trembles, and she moans loud as her orgasm crashes through her, a hand darting to grab one of my pillows to muffle her cries.

“Mmm, there she is. Yeah, let yourself ride it out, baby.”

When she comes down, I climb up beside her and drop onto my back, my cock aching hard against my stomach. Then I tap my chest.

“Come here. I want more, ride my face.”

She hesitates for a moment, but then bites her lip and moves, swinging her legs over me so she’s straddling my shoulders. I guide her down, hands firm on her hips as she settles above my mouth.

“You sure?” she whispers.

Her hands plant into the mattress on either side of my head, bracketing herself. My hands grip her fleshy ass, and I nod.

“Sit on me, Pen. Don’t hover, baby.”

Her fingers thread into the sheets. “Evan, if I’m too—”

“Try me. Sit.”

I guide her hips down. The first glide of her sensitive pussy over my tongue pulls a soft, broken “ah” from her that makes my cock jump. She rolls her hips again, and another soft, breathy sound escapes her. I suck harder, hands gripping the curve of her ass, guiding her rhythm as it builds.

“Oh my god, what if I’m too loud?”

“You’re perfect. Just don’t scream. Drown me, Pen.”

Every restrained breath and swallowed sound makes my cock jerk harder against my stomach, where I can feel pre-cum leaking.

I knead her ass, pulling her tighter and flicking my tongue, groaning into her pussy

“Oh god, I’m—Evan—”