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"Dani," he groans. "Oh fuck, Dani, suck me just like that."
How I relish hearing my name from his lips.
He was right. I've dreamed about this. Not quite like this, not here, not now, but with him, with him this way. I've pictured this moment, sometimes giving him the best blowjob he's ever had, sometimes receiving as he kneels between my legs and tastes me, licks me, pleases me.
But one thing was always the same.
I've always thought of him as my brother's best friend.
I've always thought of him as off limits.
And now I'm not thinking of him that way.
I'm thinking of him as my dream come true.
I'm taking him.
I'm sucking him.
I'm stroking his thick cock into my mouth, moaning, urging him to fill my mouth with his come just as he's done in my dreams.
His hips pulse, thrusting himself deeper into my willing mouth. Groans come from deep in his chest and his abs tense. I can taste the precum as it flows from the head of his cock and down the back of my throat. Sucking, stroking, my free hand teasing his balls to let loose with what I so desperately want to swallow, I moan.
Come for me, Owen, I beg, silently, as he thrusts and buries his cock all the way down my throat.
Come for me.
"I'm going to... Oh fuck, Dani, I'm going to come..."
With each pulse, I swallow; with each gasp, I exult; with each shiver, I know I've pleased the man I've always wanted to fuck, the man who's always been off limits: my brother's best friend.
Gasping, he sits up in bed and looks down at me.
I'm still kneeling between his legs, a smile on my face. I run a finger along my lips, swiping off a stray bit of come, and I suck it off.
"That was..." He takes a deep breath. "I've fantasized about it before, and thinking about you sucking me off always got me hard. But that was better than I imagined."
I don't know what to say, so I just smile at him and then give his cock a gentle lick.
Yes, it was better than I imagined, too.
"Now, I need more," he says, standing. He slips his hands under my arms and lifts me onto the bed. It takes no effort at all for him to pin me, to put his lips on mine. Our tongues dance together, tasting each other, the remnants of his liquid sex in my mouth, in his mouth as we tease and devour each other.
His hands go lower, to my panties, feeling the mound of my sex through them. It's a touch I've longed for. Slight pressure at first, sweet.
Then he slips beneath the lace and a gentle fingertip brushes me in a way that makes me gasp. He explores me, teases me, then brings his hand up to his mouth. A lick. Then he offers it to me and I taste myself on him.
"Better than I dreamed," he murmurs. "I can't wait to eat your pussy. I've fantasized about it for so long."
Owen lowers himself down my body, tasting me along the way.
"Take me, Owen," I whisper. "It's all for you. It's only for you."
My panties slide down my legs to be discarded on the floor.
I can feel his hot breath against me, my skin tingling in anticipation of his lips, his tongue.
Then, finally, he's there.
