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Turning back around, I place my boot on his shoulder and lift my skirt, showing him my pussy. “I want you to eat me out like the last time you neededextra credit.”

“Fuckin’ gladly.”

He crawls on his knees until his face is perfectly aligned with my center. This time, there’s no teasing, no hesitation. He dives right in, wrapping his arms around my thighs and digging his fingers into my flesh.

I suck in a sharp breath the second his mouth is on me. His tongue is slick and smooth as it glides up and down my slit before making my clit its home. He starts with a flat tongue, lapping at the bundle of nerves and working me into a frenzy. I could never describe how he makes me feel, but I can best relate it to fireworks.

It’s that feeling in your chest when the smaller ones start. They’re impressive and so beautiful, but then come the bigger, sparkly ones, and it gets even better. They fire off closer and closer together in time with the music, so loud you feel it in your bones. By the time the finale hits, you can barely breathe from the wonderment of it all. You never want it to end, but at the same time, you can’t wait to see how it does.

Then it happens.

Rigger’s tongue flexes, and he rotates between gentle flicks and a side-to-side movement that has my brain misfiring. My legs go weak, and I’m worried I’ll collapse with nothing to hold on to. When his lips wrap around my clit and suck, I go off. My hands go to his head, holding him in place while I grind against him, using him for my pleasure. That was the point of this whole thing, wasn’t it?

My orgasm rolls over me, through me, around me until I can’t see straight. This whole fucking time, I’ve seen people walking around this world, doing mundane things like shopping and eating at a shitty diner when they could’ve been home, doing this? It makes no sense. I’m literally outraged.

Unfortunately, the violent waves of pleasure ebb, and I come down from my high. I lower my leg to the ground and stumble to the desk to sit down. This will never get old.

Rigger stands, wiping his smug mouth off with his hand. “What next, Teach?”

“We get to do more?” I ask, wondering if he would cut me off after oral like he did last time.

“Like I said, you’re in charge.”

I smile. “Good. Now, strip.”

CHAPTERTWENTY-SEVEN

RIGGER

Ikick off my boots before removing my cut and putting it on the desk. Navy bites into her plump lower lip, watching me like I’m her favorite movie as I tug off my shirt. When my hands move to my belt buckle, I ask, “Just ’cause these come off, doesn’t mean they can’t go back right on whenever you want.”

“I know.” She flashes me a soft smile that tells me she’s good with it, and I undo my buckle before pushing my jeans and boxers to the ground.

I’m a confident guy, so standing here buck-ass naked doesn’t faze me. It’s the look on Navy’s face that has me questioning my choices.

“What?”

“Rigger, that thing is big.”

I look down at my semi. “Maybe a little more than average.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, babe. I’m sure. Have you never seen a dick before?”

She looks away shyly. “He used to. . . um, I was always face down.”

Motherfucking shit goddamn. I stride over to her, tipping her chin up to look me in the eye. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”

“No, it’s okay. I’m good. I just haven’t ever seen one up close and personal.” She shakes off her sadness. “And I’m impressed my man is so well endowed.”

“I love you,” I say and, to make sure she remembers who I am to her, add, “You’re mine. All of you. Your pretty lips.” I kiss her. “Your perfect tits.” I palm one of her breasts. “This sexy body.” I run my hands up and down her sides. “And this amazing ass.” I cup her ass cheeks. “All of it. Mine. You hear me?”

She turns pink with a blush. “I hear you.”

“Good. Now tell me what you want.”

“I want to do some research.”

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