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“Yes.” She closes her eyes and tilts her head to the side giving me better access.

Reluctantly, I break our close contact and bend down to lay her on the bed in front of me. As much as I love looking at how sexy she is in her cheeky black thong, I waste no time taking it off and hiding it under my pillow.

Blythe Farrow is a vision. Her long hair is strung out all around her head. She arches her back the tiniest bit like her body misses the connection of mine against it. How can someone be so graceful? So gorgeous?

And the thought comes to me before I can stop it… so mine.

Fuck.

I need more of her. Now.

Things can be awkward and uncoordinated the first time. Not with Blythe, though. When I yank her toward me by the tops of her thighs, she throws her head back and lifts her hips off the bed. She all but screams when without wasting another second, my mouth lands right on her clit and I take one long hard suck.

My hand shoots up to wrap around her throat.

“Shh,” I whisper between sucks.

“Oh. Oh my God.”

I squeeze tighter around her throat, hoping it’ll remind her to keep quiet. My hand is going to move from her throat to her mouth soon if she can’t control herself. I peek up to see her reaction. Her eyes are closed and her mouth is open but tipped up at the corners.

I thought nothing could ruin me forever, but I was wrong. Blythe smiling while my hand is around her throat? That’ll do it.

She moans and hearing her bursts of pleasure is driving me wild. I want to know what she sounds like when she comes. I flatten my tongue against her clit, working it hard and slow back and forth. She rocks her hips and pulls at the sheets underneath her.

I’m devouring her and it’s paradise. Breathing her in and tasting her like this, her flesh under my grip.

Her hand flies to the back of my head in protest when I lift it to look at her again. I want to kiss and touch every inch of this woman, but the way she’s pushing me back down to latch back onto her pussy tells me I need to wait to do more exploring of her body.

She knows where she wants me, and I’m not about to deny her. I drag my teeth gently. Trace and pierce her opening with my tongue. Pull her clit into my mouth with no sense of restraint. It’s a merciless suck and my hands dig into her throat and her thigh at the same time. Soon, her chest is rising and falling more rapidly. She’s so wet, so uninhibited, so close.

“I need you to come on my mouth,” I demand. “Can you do that for me?”

I keep eye contact with her while my hand releases her throat and moves below my mouth. I push my two middle fingers inside of her, hooking them upward. My mouth is still on her clit, flicking it with my tongue and sucking all at once.

“Fuuuuck,” she moans. Before, she was writhing underneath me. Now she’s still. Eyes slammed shut. Mouth hanging open with short bursts of breath going in and out.

I feel the exact moment she begins to clench and contract around my fingers. I move them faster, hooking again and again against the softest highest spot inside. Trapping every last quiver of her orgasm in my mouth all at once.

I’m so fucking hard just from the taste of her, my shorts are about to rip. Seeing her so blissed out and beautiful when she comes is an image I don’t think I’ll ever be able to erase from my brain. And I damn sure wouldn’t want to even if I could.

Her rigid body suddenly relaxes and collapses into the mattress. It’s not easy pulling my fingers out of her as her pussy pulses around them.

Sitting up on my elbows on either side of her stomach, I lick a trail from her hip bone to her right nipple. My hands move up her sides, rubbing and massaging. As I work my way up to be face to face with her, my dick becomes lined up right where it’s begging to be let inside.

Patience, buddy. Patience.

“I—” She moves her forearm to rest over her eyes. “That was—”

“Spectacular,” she says at the exact same time that I say, “Perfection.”

She lets out a breathy soft laugh and the temptation to capture the sound by covering her mouth with mine is entirely too strong. My fight against it isn’t going to last. There’s no fucking way.

I need to get rid of that stupid ass no kissing rule of hers.

Chapter 19

Blythe

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