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She raises her head and wipes her lips. They’re still swollen and glistening from giving me my release.
She’s never looked more gorgeous. Or more tempting.
“That was… incredible. You’re incredible.” Even though she’s just given me the best head of my life, I eye her with a fresh hunger. “But I really do think we should get out of here now.”
“Oh?”
I nod slowly. “Because now I need to fuck you until the neighbors call in a noise complaint.”
Her eyebrows arch. “That sounds like a challenge.”
“Baby…” I trail my thumb over her full bottom lip. “It’s a promise.”
By some miracle, we make it to Samantha’s hotel room at record speed and without getting pulled over. We board the elevator and she hits the button for the top floor and swipes the card granting her private access.
I release a low whistle. “The penthouse. Very nice.”
“I’ve certainly come up in the world.”
“I guess we won’t have to worry about noise complaints from the neighbors.”
“True.” She cocks her head to the side. “I suppose we’ll have to try harder.”
The doors close behind us and we come together again. My fingers dive into her hair. She presses her hips against mine. Our teeth clink as we devour each other as if this is our last meal.
But we’re only getting started.
When the doors open into the foyer of the penthouse suite, I waste no time peeling her PACIFIC WEST HIGH SCHOOL shirt over her head and tossing it aside. My eyes feast hungrily on the swell of her breasts, still covered in white lace.
“Are you just going to keep staring?” she asks.
“Are you always going to give me a hard time?”
“Probably.”
“Good.” Then I press her back against the wall to nibble on the skin above her lace. I suck and tease, savoring every taste. Knowing how long I’ve wanted this without ever believing I’d be here.
I pull back only long enough for her to remove my shirt. I don’t remember us moving to the bedroom, but somehow I land on my back in the center of her bed.
Never tearing her gaze from mine, she unbuttons her jeans and shimmies out of them. She loops her fingers through the sides of her panties and starts to pull them down.
“No.” I reach for her. “Let me.”
Switching places, I press her down into the bed as I sample every inch of her skin with my fingers and tongue. She’s practically demanding I stop teasing by the time I slowly peel the panties down her hips.
“Damn it, Samantha.” I slide my thumb through her curves, along her seam, making her suck in a breath. “You really are spectacular.”
Not waiting for a response, I lower my head and my lips join my fingers. I slide my tongue through her folds, and we moan in unison.
“Oh, Zack,” she sighs, clutching the back of my head, her fingers weaving through my hair. “I had no idea…”
I hum in amusement, which she seems to like, based on the way her thighs clench against my head. Rather than reciting the ABCs like an amateur, I whisper all of the reasons I’ve been virtually obsessed with her for the better part of fifteen years into her, applying more pressure with my tongue as I do.
Her gasps turn into pants and her pants turn into demands until she buckles up against me, screaming, “Zack, Zack, Zack,” louder than bleachers full of people cheering me on.
I keep it up until she falls back against the bed, and her breath returns. Lifting my head, I meet her gaze.
“So, what’s the verdict? Do I get an A in oral?”
