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“Do you want my mouth, Daddy?” I asked.

“God, yes,” he said, his brow heavy with agony.

At last, I took mercy on Rust and gave him what he want. I locked my lips tight around his head and took him into my mouth. The essence ofhimfilled my senses: he tasted manly and salty, but comforting, too, like warm milk and almonds. I had no idea a dick could taste so good. His taste made me want to take him deeper, harder, faster.

“Ooooooooh,” he groaned, melting into the couch. All the pent-up frustration and tension left his body in a snap as I swiveled him in and out of my cheeks. “Oh, yeah, sweetheart. Just like that.”

Energy coursed through him, his solid cock throbbing between my cheeks. He was so big, there wasn’t a whole lot of him I could fit in my mouth—but what I couldn’t get to with my mouth, I took care of with my hands. Both hands worked together, twisting and pumping on his hard shaft.

“You’re so good at that,” he whispered.

Rust wasn’t afraid to make noise while I blew him. His manly moans and sexy groans made me so wet … Ilovedthe sound of his passion, his pleasure. I always wanted to be with a man who wasn’t afraid to show he was enjoying himself.

Soon, his sizzling abs began to clench, and his pelvis trembled. His swollen cock somehow got even bigger, turning harder than steel in my mouth.

“Oh fuck,” he whispered. “I’m gonna come, Isabelle!”

I didn’t stop. I pushed him faster, deeper into my throat. I couldn’t wait to taste my creamy reward. Rust grunted and tightened his fist on a handful of my hair and gently pushed my head down his solid mass.

“Yes!” he roared as his cock pulsed and throbbed in my mouth. “Oh, God! Yes!”

Salty jets of warmth shot against the roof of my mouth. I kept sucking until his spasms stopped and I’d gotten every last drop of his seed. I let his load roll right down my throat and, to prove I’d swallowed it all, showed him my tongue.

“Oh my God,” he said breathlessly. He touched his palm to my cheek and smiled at me. “Fuck, Isabelle. You’re amazing.”

“Thanks,” I said, coyly hiding my face. Because I didn’t feel like I was allthatamazing. “I promise I’ll get better at that.”

“Better?” He laughed. “No one’s ever made me come that fast before.”

“Really?” That made me so happy, I smiled from ear to ear. I took that as a very sexy compliment, indeed. “But yeah, I want to get better. Because you’re so big, it’s not exactly easy to suck.” I laid my forearm next to his cock and compared sizes. They weren’t far off at all. “But I want to be able to able to suck itall.”

“You’re perfect. You know that?” He patted the spot next to him on the couch. “Come here.”

I climbed next to him and he wrapped an arm around me. His body randomly jolted as stray aftershocks coursed through him.

“Thank you for that, Isabelle,” he whispered. “I’m still buzzing.”

“I’m so glad you liked it.”

I paused. I wanted to tell him something about Cody, but I wasn’t sure if he’d like to hear it or not.

But Rust could tell I had something on my mind. “What are you thinking?” he asked.

“I was just thinking how it nice it is to feel appreciated.”

“What do you mean?”

“Sorry if it’s TMI, but my ex didn’t really like blowjobs.”

Shocked, he gasped. “What?What man doesn’t like a blowjob?”

“I know, right?” I shrugged. “But Cody didn’t. Well, he never reallysaidhe didn’t, but he just sat there and didn’t make a noise. He never asked for it or anything, and he never came from it, either. Not once.”

“Fuck, what an idiot. He really missed out with you.” Rust paused. He had something he wanted to share, too. “You know, it’s funny, but my ex didn’t likegivingblowjobs.”

I was similarly shocked. “Really?! What a shame! Why not?”

Rust shrugged. “She wasn’t a very sexual person, I guess. She’d give me blowjobs, but Ihadto ask for it—she never volunteered or wanted to do it. She never got into it, either; it felt like she was doing a chore. Eventually, I stopped asking her altogether.”

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