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In between all our midnight fucking, I had a few opportunities to run my tongue over his length, to lick, to wrap my lips around him briefly. This moment right here is the first time I’ll properly get to suck his cock, and I’m practically salivating for him.

Luke lets me kneel over his chest while I work his jeans and briefs in order to take him out. As soon as his cock bobs free, the second my hungry fingers have succeeded in their quest, he strikes. Dragging me back up over his mouth, he tips me forward in order to begin running his tongue all over me again. Building me back up in a way that I didn’t know was even possible for my body twenty-four hours ago.

My mind goes blank, pleasure washes through me, and my toes curl.

“Oh fuck.” I’m the horniest girl alive for this man. “How are you so good? Everything feels so good with you.” My words are part moan, part sob, as I allow my tongue to run the length of him, from root to tip, sloppy and desperate licks that feel incredible against his thickening shaft.

Beneath me, I feel him groan against my pussy, and I take that as my invitation to do it again and again. Drawing as many of those delicious noises as possible out of the cowboy with his head between my thighs.

I’m getting close, the wave starts to build, and the intensity of pleasure winding a path straight through me sends me to a place where nothing exists except trying to please Lucas Rhodes.

I allow a long trail of spit to fall from my lips and watch on in fascination as his dick jerks in response.

Luke makes a muffled noise against my pussy, tightening his hold on my hips. “Ffffuck.”

“Do you like that, Mr. Rhodes?” I’m not sure what has come over me, but there’s a reckless devil at the helm now, and she wants to see this man lose control.

“Christ.” He grunts and drags his teeth across my sensitive flesh. I don’t miss the way his tip glistens and length throbs in response to me calling him that. “If you can still talk, that’s a problem. Be a good girl and give me one more, then I’m going to fill you with my cock all night.”

Luke shoves his tongue inside me and I nearly fall apart right then and there. He’s relentless, devouring me, and I do my best to match his pace, mirroring his actions. Swirling my tongue over the fat head of him before sucking down.

His dick tastes masculine and feels velvety, filling my mouth. That slight saltiness of precum slides across my tongue, and everything about him is perfect. I can take him so much deeper at this angle, letting him in with ease. It’s so fucking hot, like this, on his couch. The fact he’s been so desperate to have me, that he’s still fully clothed and I’m naked … well, that feels powerful somehow.

Like this man would gladly worship me and tend to my needs and my needs alone.

As I start to tremble and feel that rush of pleasure building higher and higher, I’m moaning around his length. His heat and scent fill my senses, and when he works me with two fingers along with his tongue, that does me in. My orgasm hits with a rolling force. I’m a mess of drool, bobbing up and down, making all sorts of desperate, panting noises.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect.” In between the buzzing in my ears and the thundering pulse in my neck, I’m being manhandled once more.

Luke flips us so that he’s sitting up and has me in his lap. I’m dimly aware that my arms hook to drape around his neck while letting him maneuver my body, and I don’t fucking care.

He can have whatever he wants.

“Mmmmfuck. Don’t tempt me with wanting to keep you, sweetheart.” He sinks our mouths together at the same time as impaling me on his fat cock. I’m such a wet and swollen mess after having him eat me until I can’t even think straight that he slides in so fucking deep, stretching me perfectly around him.

All I can do is cling to his neck and whimper into his mouth. Everything turns to bright sparks and unfathomable pleasure. The material of his shirt drags against my hard nipples, and my clit brushes up against his lower stomach.

“God. You’re so tight. So fucking perfect.” He pinches my bottom lip between his teeth, fucking up into me, while my body burns hot and blazing for him. “Give me those tits.”

With calloused, big palms, he cups my breasts. Pinching and squeezing my nipples while dipping his head to suck and swirl his tongue everywhere.

My fingers dig into his unruly hair, and I keep clinging to him. Holding him there with my head dropped back and eyes squeezed shut.

“Oh god. Oh god.” I can feel it. The liquid feeling starts to flow up from my toes, and it’s so good but so much, and I don’t know how much more of this I can take.

“Milk my cock. That’s it. Just like that,” Luke grunts against my breasts, still lavishing them with attention in a way that feels like he knows every single key to unraveling my body.

“I’m gonna have you wrapped around me until morning. I don’t wanna stop fucking you. It feels too good to stop.”

“I can’t, Luke. It’s too much.” Already, the wave rushes in, preparing to carry me off somewhere into the deepest waters.

“You can. Look at you. Taking me like a fucking dream.” He slides his hand between us, and his thrusts grow more erratic.

My clit is so sensitive. I feel like there’s no way. Not again. Not so soon. It’s impossible …

“God, you squeeze me so tight. That’s it, beautiful, come for me. Steal every last drop out of me. It’s all fucking yours.” His teeth tug on my nipple, just as his thumb finds my clit, and I dissolve. This time, I go blank. The roaring sensation curls through me and sweeps me up in a darkened cloak, where I lose touch with my senses for a moment.

When I come back into my body, our mouths are desperate and hungry, locked in an intense fusion. The taste of myself on Luke as he slides our tongues together is so damn hot I can hardly breathe. He’s buried deep inside me, unloading, pulsing. Holding me so tight against him, it feels like we’re both coming for an eternity.