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I settled right over Dex James’ mouth.
He groaned. I moaned.
His hot breath fanned my pussy, even through the lace panties. His nose slid up and down as if he was breathing in my scent.
Please smell good. Please smell good. As a woman, I had a moment of panic.
He lifted me slightly, used a finger to slide my thong to the side. There wasn’t much to it so it was easy for him to bare me.
“Fuck. You’re gorgeous. So pink. So wet.”
His fingers tightened as he pulled me down and went to town.
As in downtown. Right downtown. The man didn’t need directions. Or a map. No compass. His sense of direction on finding my clit was perfect.
“Oh fuck,” I cried when he did this suction kind of tugging thing. Then a swirl. Was that a twist of his tongue?
I couldn’t hold myself up and dropped my weight to my forearms on the arm rest. That angle shift had his mouth focused solely on my clit as he slid his fingers through my folds.
Then into me.
I arched my back and moaned. No, it was a cry. A gasp. It probably sounded like a sick whale who’d beached himself, but I’d make that sound all day long if he kept at it.
“Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Dex, don’t you fucking dare stop.”
Did I feel his lips shift into a smile as he mouth and finger fucked me?
He should because he was skilled. So skilled that when he did some kind of rubbing thing with his fingers along with a twirly, licking, swirling thing with his tongue, I came.
I screamed. Shook. Clenched. Went completely and totally blank.
I wasn’t sure how long it took before I realized I might be smothering him, because not only was my pussy in his face, but my thighs were clamped tight against his ears. I scooched back and down his chest with zero finesse.
He licked his lips and smiled, then reached up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
I had no idea why that was such a turn on, but even though I just came, I was ready for more. I was energized for round two. Sliding back even further, I moved below his hips and started tugging on his track pants.
“Condom, sugar.”
I looked up his fully clothed body–why was he still dressed?–and shook my head. “Not for what I have in mind.”
His fingers slipped into my hair and held me in place when I tried to get my mouth on him in return.
His dark eyes met mine. Held. Pierced. “The first time I come it’s going to be in that sweet pussy. And I know how sweet it is.”
I clenched down on nothing at his words and replied with a breathy, “Hurry.”
Closing his eyes for a moment, he groaned, then I was lifted again and set on my feet between the couch and the coffee table. Dex sat up, leaned forward and tossed me over his shoulder. I bounced as he strode into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed.
“Dex!” I said, laughing.
With one hand behind his neck, he pulled off his long-sleeved shirt, at the same time as he toed off his running shoes. I stared at the expanse of perfect muscular chest.
“Condom, sugar. In the drawer.” He tipped his head in that direction.
As I crawled across the bed and opened the drawer, I realized he’d done this before. Here, in this little house he just rented. If he kept condoms in the drawer, where all guys kept them for easy access, then I wasn’t his first on this vacation of his.
I didn’t like that sick feeling, but this was a fling. A fling! I should be thankful he was prepared because I hadn’t even considered condoms.
