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Her body turns to steel as she groans loudly. I feel her climax hit, run the full spectrum, playing her like a guitar till the strings snap.

I don’t let up till she digs her nails into my hand. Not until she falls deeper into the mattress with a silent rasp.

“Gahhh. Damn, that was good. So flipping good,” she says with a barely-there moan.

Laughing, I give each nipple a goodbye kiss before I stand to unbutton my jeans.

“I believe you. If you faked that, you belong in Hollywood, not Washington,” I say.

With a vigor she shouldn’t have, she sits up and scoots to the edge of the bed. “I still want you inside me, West.”

“Just need a condom,” I assure her while unzipping my jeans.

She grabs at a belt loop before I walk away, shoving them down with my boxers.

My cock jabs out like a flag pole, seething with untamable need.

She licks her lips as she wraps one hand around the base, nudging her grip into my balls.

“Wait. Hold off on the raincoat,” she whispers, her eyes glinting hot.

Amusement rumbles in my throat. This is Shelly. She was made to tease me into oblivion.

“Not until I do this...” she whispers.

Next thing I know, my cock is in her mouth, that tongue of hers working in a frenzy.

My head snaps back with a muffled curse.

“Fuck, baby...yeah! Suck.”

It’s so incredible that muscles I didn’t know I had tighten to keep from coming down her throat right then. I try to cover a growl as my hips piston into her, seeing how deep she can take me.

She bobs her head, engulfing the swollen head of my dick.

There’s a flash of pride at how she has to strain to take my thickness, making a small gagging noise—and take it she does, her mouth undulating before she pulls back and kisses the tip.

Those green eyes glow like St. Paddy’s Day.

Like I’m some decadent, exotic chocolate she’s experiencing for the first time.

My lips peel back in a snarl as I fist her hair, lifting her off me. I don’t want to hurt her with my size.

“I know. I know I don’t have to, but I want to,” she says softly before pulling me back against her devil tongue.

“Dammit, girl,” I whisper. “I will blow right through you if you keep that up.”

She replies with a corkscrew twist of her head, her tongue lapping at my throbbing tip.

My eyes pinch shut at how her godlike mouth feels against my skin, marveling at her unholy suction.

Her tongue glides up and down, a hypnotic rhythm, flying me to the moon and the sexiest stars.

Shit.

Shit!

Faster. Deeper. Harder.

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