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The lower ones, that is.
“Jacob Rhodes!” she yelps.
“Hush.”
Her core is slick with her arousal, and I make my way down to her slit, then up the other side. I pay attention to everything except her clit. My fingers dig into her thighs hard enough to bruise, keeping her legs open for me.
Her head falls back, her chest heaving, and it’s then that I lick her clit. I suck it into my mouth and graze it with my teeth. She tries to squirm, but I hold her down.
“How are you so good at this?” Her voice is as ragged as I feel.
I release her thigh and slide my hand up her body, until I find her hand. It’s clenched in her sheets, and I make quick work of prying her fingers loose. I direct her hand to my head.
The weight of her palm sends electricity right to my groin. My hips shift, the tip of my cock brushing the mattress. I’m going to come from the taste of her alone.
Her nails scratch my scalp, and another wave of pleasure travels down my spine.
“You like that?” She’s watching me again.
I lift my eyes to meet her gaze, then dive back down. My hand now free, I use two fingers to slowly thrust into her. Careful, like I’ve never done it to her before. Like her body doesn’t already know me.
Her back arches at the invasion, and her fingers tighten in my hair. I go back to ignoring her clit until she tugs.
I smile and attack her clit.
“There,” she groans. “Fuck, Jacob, don’t stop.”
I have no intention of stopping.
And I don’t. Not until she comes, her muscles squeezing around my fingers and her fingers tugging my hair hard. Trying to lift me off her.
Not done.
I wedge myself in closer, sucking on her lips. I thrust my fingers lazily in and out of her, curling them and rubbing a spot deep inside her.
“What are you doing?” she moans. “I came. You can stop.”
Can and will are not the same.
She falls back against her mattress until I drag another climax from her. This time, my tongue is buried in her slit, and my index and middle finger rub tight little circles on the sensitive nub. She tastes like temptation.
Melody goes limp, and I slowly pull back. I resist the urge to climb up her body and take this the rest of the way. I can’t. Instead, I hop to my feet and adjust my sweatpants, ignoring my aching cock. Her eyes, the only thing moving on her body, go from my face to it. Her cheeks go red.
I make a show of capturing the remaining liquid around my mouth with my thumb, and I lick it off.
“Add oral to your likes.” I grin. “And cross it off your list of firsts.”
17
MELODY
Islip on Jacob’s jersey, grumbling to myself. He made me promise to wear it, and I grudgingly obliged. I don’t reallywantto go to the hockey game, but he mentioned something about being worried about me.
Have I been sulking for the past day and a half? Yes.
Did I quit the job as the social media assistant? Also, yes.
Kristy is great. Actually, half the people I met—the ones who cared to talk to me—were nice. It just wasn’t the right job for me.
