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I flicked my tongue back and forth across her clit, two of my fingers sliding into her pussy. “So fucking tight,” I growled. I pulled back and slipped in, repeating that pattern.

Over and over.

Her hand was in my hair, yanking the strands, holding on like she was about to fall.

“Yes!” She arched her hips forward. “Yesss!”

I focused on the top, licking that sensitive spot, sucking it into my mouth while my hand picked up speed. She was tightening, closing in around me.

That was what I wanted.

For the orgasm to pound through her.

“I want to feel it, Sydney.” I pointed my tongue, using just the tip to swipe, giving her the pressure she needed. “I want to taste your fucking cum.”

Her legs were caving in toward my face, her knees bent, toes clinging to the edge of the counter.

I held her thighs apart.

I rubbed my beard against the inside of them, letting that bit of pain help her get there.

The second she really felt it, when she connected the roughness to pleasure, she jerked her hips forward and shouted, “Oh! Yes!”

She was seconds away.

I knew by the way her wetness was thickening, by the sound of her breaths.

By the way she was narrowing around me.

“Come,” I demanded. “Fucking come on my face.”

That was all it took.

“Ford!” she screamed. “Fuck!”

While she shuddered against my lips, her motion showed me the wave of pleasure as it moved through her stomach and up her chest. Her sounds told me how intense it was.

My hard-on banged against my goddamn jeans as I gazed up from between her legs, watching.

Listening.

Fucking relishing it.

She gripped my hair, her legs falling. “Ahhh!”

This time, I didn’t push her thighs apart.

I let the momentum take her wherever she wanted to go.

And I didn’t stop licking.

I didn’t stop sucking.

I didn’t stop fingering her.

Not until she completely stilled.

That was when my face left her pussy, and I unbuttoned the top of my shirt, giving me just enough room to pull it over my head.

“Get over here,” she demanded the second it dropped to the ground.

Her mouth found mine.

And right before our lips touched, I ordered, “Taste yourself.” While I mashed our mouths together, I unhooked my belt and loosened my pants and boxer briefs. “Tell me how fucking good it is, how good you are.”

“Ford,” she moaned.

I stepped out of the clothes that were around my feet and kicked off my shoes and socks, finally dragging my mouth away. “One second. I have a condom somewhere in my wallet.”

“Ford, no.”

I paused, looking at her.

“If we’re together, then you don’t need one,” she said. “I’m on the pill. We’re both safe … right?”

I nodded. “But, Sydney—”

“Do you trust me? You know I’m not Rebecca.”

She could tell I had hesitation.

She assumed where that hesitation had come from.

“Yes,” I replied. “Of course I do.”

“Then, get over here.”

“This demanding side of you,” I growled as our lips aligned, “I like it.”

But right now, it was going to end.

Because I was the one in control here.

And I let her know that the moment my crown circled her pussy, spreading her wetness over me before I plunged straight in.

“Oh … my … God.” Her head tilted back.

I kissed up her neck—a spot I had been dreaming about—starting again at the very bottom, slowly working my way up her throat.

As I plunged in and out, I breathed, “You’re so fucking wet.”

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