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My chest heaves in time with my rolling hips, my arching back. I move like a wave, retreating, dipping, crashing along the shore that is Nolan’s tongue as he slides it between my legs, down between my thighs.

“That’s it,” he grounds out, slurping at my skin. “Fuck my face like a good boy.” He slides lower and I kneel up straighter. It’s as if our bodies are in complete sync—riding a current as old as time, and Nolan and I can do nothing but give in to nature’s course.

“You watching, sweetheart? Watching us in the mirror. Watching the way I make you feel?”

A choked groan escapes me and I nod, baring my teeth, nostrils flared. The guy staring back at me is not one I recognize. On the surface he’s all me, but it’s as if something inside this polished veneer—some primal, carnal creature I never knew was there—is crawling its way to the surface. Ripping out of my skin in garbled curses, animalistic moans, and full-body spasms.

“Goddamn,” Nolan moans, rubbing his beard all over me. His fingers dip deeper in my crease, the tip of one brushing my clenched hole. “And here?” he pants. “Anyone touch you here?”

I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head.

“Skyler, answer me.”

“No!” I gasp, thrusting, before pushing back, seeking out that curious digit.

“Have you? Have you touched yourself there?”

I screw my eyes shut, bite my lip, and nod. Then, “Y-yeah. Couple times.”

“Show me.”

My eyes pop open and my body jerks. “What?”

A hand reaches up, encircling my wrist. Dispersing all my weight to my other arm, I let him guide my hand back behind me.

“That’s it,” he says thickly, making room for my fingers, spreading my cheeks so I have room. “Here, let me get you all nice and wet.”

Before his words can so much as register, I feel his face dip, and then—

“Oh!”I half-scream, half-gasp as he spits.

Right at my hole.

Oh…oh God…oh…

“Nolan!” I yelp, barely aware of my cock sliding and thrusting against the pillow. It’s dry, and should probably be uncomfortable, but if anything the contrast of the rough friction of the cotton, mingled with the hot, wet heat of his mouth between my legs, has me seeing stars, on the brink of shattering.

He takes my finger, smoothing the tip around my hole, rubbing in the wetness, and softening the ring of muscle until I’m able to breach it.

Garbled, guttural noises crawl out of my throat. Turning my head, I squeeze my eyes shut and bury my face in my arm. As much as I want to watch us in the mirror, this is just too much. It’s all too much.

My finger nudges my opening, and Nolan growls.“Fuckkkkk,baby, that’s it.”

Panting hotly into my skin, I feel my muscles lock up, my thighs trembling. I’m a ball of sensation, pulled and tugged and rubbed to its breaking point.

Something warm and wet skates over my finger—his tongue.

Moaning, he licks around my digit, adding more wetness, helping me slide in deeper with little thrusts of his hand. His other hand is no longer holding my cheeks apart, so his scruffy face is buried there, trapped with my finger.

A glance at the mirror shows he’s stroking himself again.

I watch as I grind furiously into the pillow above his head. My ass is on his face, while he uses my finger to fuck me. Muscles I didn’t even know I have ripple and strain in my arm where I hold myself up. My knuckles white against the headboard slamming against the wall.

Nolan pushes my finger in deeper, sucking hot, open-mouthed kisses around the surrounding area. Flicking his tongue over my rim. My knuckles.

I stretch and curl my finger, seeking that spot inside me. It’s hot—tight—the pressure unbelievable, bordering on painful, but then—

White-hot pleasure ignites my veins, coursing through my body like a blazing fire. My mouth opens on a guttural moan, pitching into a scream as my climax rushes over me.

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