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I don’t answer her right away. Instead, I run my palms up her calves and over her thighs. I lean in and place a kiss on her quivering belly. I’m still gripping the backs of her thighs. “You’re beautiful.” She doesn’t reply, but that’s okay. I don’t need her to. My touch moves back down to her thighs, and I bend down. Lifting one leg, I toss it over my shoulder. She laughs and buries her hands in my hair for balance. I repeat the process with the other, keeping a hand on her back to steady her. Then I stand.

“Brooks.” She’s breathless as I turn and move us back to the wall. “What are you…?” Her voice trails off as her back hits the wall.

“Hold on, babe. Keep your legs locked.”

“Brooks?”

My hands rise to rest on her hips, holding her where I need her as I swipe my tongue through the folds of her pussy.

“Oh, fuck!” she screams out, and I chuckle before continuing to explore her with my tongue. “This is a little dramatic for the job, right?” She poses it as a question that tells me she’s not sure. It also tells me any fucker before me hasn’t given her his all. Assholes. I don’t know how many there have been, and I don’t want to know. Right now, it’s me, and that’s all that matters. I’m the one doing this for her. I might as well be the first. No one before me counts.

My reply to her question is to suck on her clit. I hear a thump and peer up, never taking my eyes off her to see her head resting back against the wall. Her eyes are closed tight, and she’s biting down on her bottom lip. Her cheeks are flushed, this time from pleasure and not embarrassment.

That fuels my need to devour her. To give her this feeling, this moment in time where she feels the waves of ecstasy crashing through her veins, just from my mouth.

My. Mouth.

Sucking, licking, and nipping, I hold nothing back. Her legs tighten around my neck as they start to tremble. She rocks forward, and I groan. The vibration of the sound against her clit causes her to emit a moan that rivals mine.

“B-B-Brooks,” she breathes.

I suck harder. I want her there. Keeping one hand on her waist to steady her, the other explores until I find her breast. I roll her hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and it’s as if that move alone is a trigger to her pleasure. She tugs at my hair, her grip tight as she calls out my name.

I don’t stop until her legs and her hands in my hair relax. When I know she’s wrung out from pleasure, I stare up at her. Her eyes are already watching me. I can’t see the green orbs, but I don’t need to. I have the color memorized. I’ve thought of little else these past few weeks.

“How do you feel?”

“Blissed out.”

“Hold on tight.” She wraps her arms around my head, and I move us to the bed. I bend down, and she falls back onto the mattress with a soft laugh that fills the room. It not only fills the room, but it’s as if that sound reaches inside me and squeezes my heart causing a tightening in my chest. It’s not a feeling I’ve ever had with a woman, but it doesn’t surprise me that it’s happening with Palmer.

She’s different from anyone before her.

“Thank you,” she says, smiling up at me. The glow of the moon illuminating her smile. The one that’s just for me.

“Don’t. Don’t ever thank me for our shared pleasure.”

“But you gave me something.”

“And what? Do you think I got nothing out of that? Do you honestly think that I didn’t enjoy the hell out of eating at your pussy, with your hands in my hair and those sexy tan legs of yours wrapped around my head? Trust me, beautiful, I got just as much out of it as you did.”

“But you didn’t get off.”

“Don’t you worry about me. This was for you.”

She sits up, climbing on her knees, while I still stand beside the bed. “What if I said I wanted this?” Her small hand grips my cock. She strokes lightly, teasing me, and dammit, I’m going to let her. I’ll never stop this woman from touching me.

“I’ll give you anything you want.” Those words have more meaning than she realizes. Hell, more than even I realize.

“I want you.”

I hold my arms out at my sides, letting her know she can do whatever it is she’s thinking about in that beautiful head of hers. “Here I am.”

She chuckles. It’s a lighthearted, happy chuckle that has my lips tilting up in a grin. That grin quickly falls away and molds into a curse when she wraps those pretty pink lips around my cock. With each stroke, she takes me deeper, her hand working in tandem with her mouth. My arms hang at my sides, and my hands curl into fists. I want to bury my hands in her hair, but I can’t lose control. Instead, I stare down at the beauty that is Palmer and watch her swallow my cock over and over. She shifts her position, and I have a feeling she’s just as turned on as I am. She cups my balls with her small soft hands and takes me to the back of her throat.

“Palmer,” I grit out. “I’m close. You have to pull back.” I say the words, but she keeps going at me like I’m her favorite meal. “Palmer.” I push her hair back out of her eyes, and she peers up at me under long lashes. “I’m going to come down your throat if you don’t stop now.”

She doesn’t stop.

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