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She sucks in a breath, thinking for a beat. She then cups one weighty breast and lifts it toward my mouth. “Like this?”

“Good girl,” I whisper before closing my mouth around the sweet, wrinkled nipple.

I’m lost in her soft moans as I lavish her body with long, drawn-out pulls and teasing kisses. One breast then the other. A gentle tug here. A scrape of my teeth there. I don’t stop until her skin is pink from my scruff — and until Charlotte begins to grind harder, her moans growing hungrier.

With my eyes on hers, I pop one nipple out of my mouth, her heavy breasts heaving. “Does your pussy need some relief, baby girl?”

Her eyes widen. “Uh…y-yes?”

“Ah, Charlotte. You’re so sweet I can’t stand it.” I grasp her face and draw her down for more kisses, claiming her as mine. Then, I press my forehead against hers. “Listen. You don’t have to be embarrassed. There’s literally nothing you can say that will make me not want to fuck you, sweetheart. Got it?”

“Got it,” she breathes.

“Good.”

“Now answer this. How do you get yourself off, normally?”

She gives me a quizzical look. “I don’t think I ever have?”

I maintain a nonjudgmental face. “Not with your hands, not with a toy? Has anyone ever tried to use their fingers to…”

She shakes her head vigorously. “No, never. I pushed it aside whenever I felt that…that wanting feeling.”

This poor woman.

“Will you let me make you come?”

At first, she looks confused. “But then, will we still have sex?”

My hand squeezes her hips. “God, I fuckin’ hope so.”

A slow smile spreads over her face. “Okay, good. I want to do that. I want to do all the things with you, Harley. Or, as much as you have time for.”

I chuckle. “Oh, look at that.”

“What?” Charlotte’s brow comes together so sweetly.

“All my meetings and appointments are canceled for the rest of the day.”

Concern leaves her face, and she laughs. “You’re so cute, Harley.”

“And you’re perfect, my sweet pea.”

Her lashes flutter, and she grinds down on me again.

I had no idea. I had no idea this sharp real estate agent who daily grinds my gears had such a secret, nor did I ever think she could be so soft and vulnerable.

I think I’m falling for her deeper and deeper by the second.

I smooth the palm of my hand over her tummy, around and over her plump ass cheeks.

“Come up, just a little, and let me touch your pussy.”

She nods like she’s absorbing instructions from a professor she worships, and it’s doing all sorts of crazy things to my head.

“Okay,” she says, rising up on her knees, hovering over my lap.

She moves just enough so that I can slip my hand under the hem of her flimsy shorts and tug the center of the material to the side. She gasps when my fingers brush against her pussy.

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