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“Mmmm.” Kendrick continued to pleasure me with his relentless tongue.

Without warning, every ounce of pleasure he had given me surged through my body in a massive wave. The muscles of my core clamped hard around his fingers, and my knees drew up around his head, holding him in place.

When another wave of ecstasy ripped through my insides, a scream tore from my lips. Kendrick continued licking at a slower pace, drawing out the orgasm until I collapsed on the mattress, a shattered mess.

He drew back and pressed a kiss on the inside of my thighs. “Was that alright?”

“Was that al—” I had to laugh. It was unbelievable.

He scrambled on top of me, his brows furrowed. “If I did it wrong—”

“It was perfect.” I raised my head off the bed and pressed a kiss on his lips. “The best I’ve ever had.”

“You’re joking.” Pride shone in his eyes.

I shook my head and pulled him down for a kiss. “If you continue like that, I’m going to become addicted.”

He chuckled. “I’d better do it again.”

“Oh, no, you don’t.” I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his erection. “Get on your back. I want to give you a long, hard ride.”

Chapter 28

Kendrick’s eyes widened. “Are you sure? We don’t have to—”

“Sorry.” I frowned, suddenly feeling like a cow for pushing my luck with Kendrick. “I know you’re saving yourself for marriage, and—”

“Not anymore.” He lay on his back. “Tonight’s taught me the benefit of living for the moment.”

“Good.” I straddled his hips and ran my hands over those gorgeously tight abs. His erection stretched all the way up to his belly button and was already streaming with precum. As much as I wanted to lap up that fluid, I hungered to be filled.

I pulled a condom from the bedside table and tore its wrapper with my teeth. Gripping Kendrick by the base, I rolled the latex over his thick cock-head and marveled at its size.

I couldn’t say I had a photographic memory, but he looked slightly bigger than his twin. Maybe it was the lack of black tattoos on his length.

“How are we going to do this?” Kendrick’s voice was a little tight. I assumed it was nerves because this was his first time.

“Me on top,” I replied. “Then we can swap when you get the hang of things.”

I raised myself up on my hips and guided his dick to my opening. The stretch made my eyes bulge, and I drew in a sharp breath through my teeth. When I’d mentioned riding him hard, I hadn’t predicted he would fill me so completely.

“Are you alright?” He ran a hand up my belly and swiped a thumb over my nipple.

My cheeks filled with air, and I blew out a long breath. My muscles expanded around his girth, trying to adjust. “A-ah, you’re so fucking big!”

His face split into a grin. “Really?

“Oh, fuck.” I slipped further down his huge dick, the movement causing every nerve ending to scream with delight. The hands resting on his pecs grew damp, and my arms trembled. I felt on the verge of orgasm, and he was only halfway in.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked.

“Just getting settled,” I said with a pleasant shudder.

“Take your time.” One of his hands stroked my thigh. “I love watching you like this.”

Heat warmed my cheeks as I engulfed him to the hilt. Right now, it felt like I was the virgin. The virgin to unholy-sized dicks. Kendrick kneaded my breasts, his gentle encouragement making me rock back and forth. My clit was so swollen, it ground against his pubic bone, making my core muscles flutter around his thick length.

Sweat beaded on my brow, and I took several ragged breaths, feeling like the girl who bit off more than she could chew.