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“You’re already glistening for me.”

“Hmm.”

It’s not much of a response, but it’s all I’m capable of as he kisses up my thigh. Bursts of pleasure erupt with each kiss, my hole tingling and wet, my lips inflamed and needy.

“Part of me wants to tease you like I said I would when we were texting.”

He’s so close to my entrance now that his breath tickles my lips and my clit.

“But I can’t. Ihaveto taste your horny virgin pussy.”

He licks from my hole up to my clit, and then pays special attention to that, moving his tongue in circles around the point of pleasure. I keep staring at him, his silver hair catching the light as he moves up and down my sex, slipping his tongue into my hole and then spreading my juices to my clit. We moan together as if he’s experiencing the same pleasure I am simply from giving it.

“Oh, fuck, you taste so good,” he groans. “You’re soaked. Drenched.”

“All… for… you…”

Thoughts of stopping this seem so distant. I’m not even listening out for Mom, which is a mistake. Everything in me is hyperfocused on the sensation of his mouth and tongue fixated on my core. Slipping his hands between my ass and the bed, he massages me with fresh passion and keeps licking me. My hips move in time with him, and he grunts in approval.

“That’s it. Chase the orgasm. Get your hole even wetter for me.”

I do as he says, not that I have todoanything. It’s more like I give control over to the hunger inside of me, not allowing my doubts to interfere. I probablyshouldlet them get involved since there’s still so much we have to do, which might not work.Wemight fail, but I can’t think beyond the next sunburst of ecstasy.

He growls, feasting on my sex, the pressure rising until the rest of reality obliterates. He focuses everything on my clit, sucking it into his mouth like he promised to over text. When he pushes his tongue against me, the veryideaof thinking becomes a joke.

My hips pulse, and my release shimmers. I throw my head back and moan, feeling the veins on my neck straining as if struggling to process the pleasure. My head is dazed, and my vision blurs. The orgasm shatters within, sending shrapnel of sensuality through me. It settles in my belly as though tickling at the future.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimper as the orgasm comes to a shivering end. I shouldn’t, but I want more. Need it.

He stands, staring down at me, his hand going to his shirt. “Get that virgin body naked for me. I need those beautifully curvy tits. I need every single inch of you.”

He pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his ripped torso, bulging pecs, and the hard sheet of his abs.

CHAPTER22

Jaxson

This wasn’t part of the plan. Wait for Mallory. Tell her the truth.

TellZoeythe truth, too, but I couldn’t exert even a shred of control the second I saw my woman. The chances of doing so now are absurdly low, especially when she unclips her bra and her voluptuous breasts spill free.

I pull off my jeans, my cock springing up, my length hard, precome making my tip shine. Her eyes snap open wide as she stares at my huge dick. I don’t give her time to doubt. Her body knows what to do. I felt it when she was pulsing with her release. Itastedit.

Lying beside her on the bed, I indulge my hungry compulsion for her breasts. She moans in that just-Zoey way as if her nerves are trying to drag her down, but she won’t let them. I could suck her nipple all day, my other hand massaging her other breast. It’s even hotter when I feel her hand against my back, clawing as if she’s moving closer to another explosion.

My balls swell as I remember her last one, her pussy pulsing and gifting me with her creamy release. Leaning up, I stare at her breasts, gleaming with my attention, highlighting how round, perfect, andbigthey are.

“I need you,” I growl, rolling over and propping myself up with my fists planted in the sheets.

She stares up at me, shivering when my heavy tip strokes against her inner thigh.

“Are you ready?” I grunt.

Talking is a challenge. Goingslowis an even bigger one. The hunger inside of me is roaring to grab my cock, drive myself into her, push up hard and fast, and thrust furiously until I’ve exploded every single drop of my seed inside of her. Instead, I reach down and guide my tip to her hole, then keep it there, kissing her tight entrance as her lips spread and squeeze onto my end. Damn, she’s tight.

“Yes,” she murmurs after a pause, her fingernails clawing into my arms. “I think so.”

“Iknowso,” I counter, then push into her just an inch.

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