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Now she was afraid she might come too quickly. And she’d already had one orgasm for the day. Multi-orgasmic, her? She would’ve never imagined it possible before.

‘You want me to touch myself…here?” Her hand moved farther down, her fingers pressing at her swollen pussy lips and she bit her lower lip. So close to parting them and testing her drenched folds.

“Yeah there,” he answered, his gaze locked on her hand covering her pussy.

Mia spread her legs wide, spreading her pussy lips farther. Oh yes, she was so wet. Creamy as her fingers dived deep, playing with her clit, sliding deep inside her. She was going to get off, and it was going to be so good. Her clit throbbed, her body bowed and she threw her head back. Her eyes closed as she became lost to the sensation of putting on a show for this man. A show where her body—her pussy was the main event.

And he watched her every move. She could feel his gaze on her even though she couldn’t see him.

Circling and flicking her clit with her index finger, her entire body tensed in preparation of the flood that was about to wash over her. And then her hand was being pushed away. Her eyes flew open. Big, wide shoulders were nudging themselves in between her legs. Hot, fevered breath wafted across her wet pussy, making her shiver.

Then his mouth was upon her, devouring her. His tongue lapping, circling about her clit as two thick fingers slid deep inside her, pumping back and forth.

She came. Oh, she should’ve been embarrassed at how quickly it happened but she was too far gone to care. Her entire body wracked with shudders, and she let it happen. Cried out at the exquisite sensation of his scorching hot mouth on her, as his fingers filled her, her stomach and pussy still clenched with the effects of her orgasm.

“I couldn’t let you come by yourself,” he whispered after the very last shudder rippled through her body. The grin he shot her was cocksure and awfully cute. “I had to have a taste.”

“So, how was it?” Look at her newfound boldness. She couldn’t quite get over herself.

“Fucking delicious,” he murmured, diving in for one more long lick.

She quivered, afraid she might come yet again if he kept that up. Tugging on his soft hair, thankfully he understood her meaning and moved away from her. Crawled up her body so they were face to face, chest to chest, cock to pussy. His thick cock probed at her entrance, the tip of it eagerly wet and she spread her legs. Ready for him to come inside.

“I need a condom,” he muttered through clenched teeth, his eyes squeezing shut for the quickest moment before they opened again. As if it took every ounce of control within him to keep himself in check.

“I, uh…don’t have any.” Shit, shit shit. Did this mean their sexy interlude was about to come to an end? No way.

No way, no way. There were plenty of other creative ways to have fun.

“Damn.” He shook his head, his expression strained. “I usually have a condom in my wallet, but since I’ve been obviously preoccupied with…other stuff, I don’t have one.”

The disappointment on his face was clear. It radiated off the both of them in waves. He slumped in defeat by her side, his big hand resting on her stomach, fingers gently stroking. She reached for him, her fingers curling around his cock, and he gave a ragged groan.

“We can do something else.” She stroked him, her fingers gliding up and down. Hard and soft, pulsating with life, she silently marveled. Her gaze dropped, and she watched in amazement as she continued to touch him, the dribble of pre-come dripping down the head of his cock. She caught it with her thumb, smeared it all around before she released him. Brought her thumb to her mouth and sucked it deep.

Another ragged groan, this one ending on a growl and his hand slid farther down to cup her pussy. His palm ground against her, and she gasped.

“What are you suggesting?” he asked though she knew he knew full well what she referred to.

“Roll over onto your back,” she commanded, sitting up on her haunches.

Jake did as she asked, lying flat on his back. His cock stood at attention, and she went to him, sliding on top of him so she straddled his hips, felt the urgent poke of his erection at her backside. Leaning in, she kissed him, their tongues dancing, stealing each other’s breath. His arms came around her like two steel bands, holding her close, one hand cupping her ass, the other tangled in her hair. It was possessive, almost brutal and it sent a thrill spiraling deep inside her.

Had she ever been kissed like that before? Touched like that before? She didn’t think so.

Tearing away from him, she slid down his body. Rained kisses along his heated flesh. His neck, his collarbone, his pecs. Across his ridged stomach, farther down, to the soft spot just above his groin. She felt him tremble beneath her lips, and it made her smile. He was looking forward to this as much as she was. Probably more so.

But she wanted to tease him first.

Adjusting herself so she lay between his legs, she feathered kisses first inside one hard thigh, then the other. He spread his legs wider, giving her better access but she knew what he really wanted. She pressed a chaste kiss to his balls, palmed them. Felt his entire body grow rigid with her touch.

Goodness, this was fun.

Finally, finally she touched him. Wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, lifted herself so she hovered over him. Her hair fell forward, creating a short veil around her and he brushed it away, tucking the wayward strands behind her ear. Eager to watch.

Mia glanced up to find him indeed watching. His gaze intense, his expression taut. Casting him a wicked smile she dabbed at the tip of him with her tongue. Tasted the salty essence of him as it melted on her tongue.

“Jesus,” he moaned, his fingers sliding into her hair and pressing downward. She took the hint and enveloped him in her mouth. Just the head of his cock though. Her tongue swirled and licked, bathing it just before she withdrew his erection from her mouth.

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