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Gathering as much restraint as I can, I grip myself at the base and slide the head of my cock over the tip of her tongue. Her top row of teeth graze the underside of it, and holy shit I’m going to come so fucking fast. It’s too good.
The faster my fingers fuck her, the farther I push into her mouth until I think it’s as much as she can take. I suck in a sharp breath when she gags.
“Holy shit, Blythe.” I stay deep in her throat but take a few shaky breaths. After a moment, I try to pull back to let her breathe too, but her hands come up on either side of my hips to stop me.
If I wasn’t stuffing my cock down her throat, I could ask her if she wants me to keep going. Then again, the death grip she has on my hips says everything I need to know.
“Don’t stop.”
Finally burying my restraint, I thrust in and out of her mouth. Her hips roll in tandem with my hand while she clenches around my fingers, telling me she’s getting close too. I want her to come with me at the same time. Icraveit.
When I pull out of her mouth completely, she gasps for air. I bend forward to latch onto her pussy with my mouth, and she takes me in her hand, stroking me rougher than I ever thought she would. Dirty girl.
Not dying on the spot or collapsing on top of her when she cups my balls and sucks the head of my dick at the same time is nearly impossible.
I was never much for 69 before this. It’s usually a little bit awkward, honestly. But this time? With her? It’s nothing short of nirvana.
With one last stroke of my fingers along her g-spot and a long hard suck on her clit, her insides clench and pulse. So tight. I can’t hold back another second. I push all the way to the back of her tongue with my cock, shooting my release down her hot wet throat.
My legs about give out when she moans again with her lips wrapped completely around me. The vibrations of it spread through my whole body. It takes every last bit of my strength not to fall down and crush her in the process.
Somehow, I stay upright. I pull my fingers out and kiss along her hip bone, making her shiver. I must have been a saint in another life. Some spiritual good karma has landed me in the mouth of the girl who won’t quit sucking until she has last every drop of me.
I finally pull away from her swollen lips and drop nearly dead on the bed right next to her. Both of our chests are rising rapidly with quick breaths and adrenaline. I roll onto my back, closer to her. My head is near her leg and I turn to rest my cheek against her skin.
I look down when I feel her hand wrap around mine. Her eyes are closed. Mouth slightly open, catching her breath, the flush of her cheeks like a freshly bloomed rose.
“Are you okay?” she pants.
Afterthat? No.
“Yes,” I breathe out the lie.
I squeeze my hand, tightening my grip on hers.
I’m so fucked.
Chapter 23
Blythe
Most people wake up in the morning and reach for their phones right away. It might be to check the time or their email. Maybe clicking on random notifications, then mindlessly scrolling for as long as they can drag it out before being forced to get up off the mattress. It’s a hit of serotonin that their brain craves without fail every day. A habit, an addiction.
In an unexpected turn of events, I’ve replaced reaching for my phone with reaching for a warm body.
Currently, I’m wrapped around Gage’s back. We’re always tangled up in each other one way or another in the mornings. Trading places as little spoon and big spoon. I can’t decide which one is my favorite, but I might be partial to this one. One of my arms is looped around his waist, his hand covering mine. My cheek rests on his back.
I’m well aware that typical friends-with-benefits don’t do this type of thing. They don’t sleep over. They rarely cuddle or touch without having sex. And they certainly don’t make a habit of never getting up without laying in bed holding each other every day for two weeks.
Every day, he holds me.
I’m choosing to ignore the fact that we melt into each other so easily. When this is over and we go our separate ways, I might even miss it.
Gage spends his days making me breakfast even when I tell him I can get it myself, working tirelessly on the ranch, and pretending it isn’t fun sneaking around to keep my brother from finding out about us.
I visit Mom and Dad and spend time with Warren when he’s free. Squeeze in a little time to work on the café business plan or weed through my list of residency options. That never lasts long though. Gage usually interrupts with a text asking how much longer I’ll be busy and if I can meet him behind the barn.
I bake crazy desserts I find online, annoy the boys with dance music around the bunkhouse, and help with chores. Kee and I talk on the phone every day about Gage and me, and how her internship is going. She’s saving all of her exam study binders for me and I could fucking kiss her for that. We don’t have the same specialty, but I’ll eventually have a surgery rotation and as much as I’m dreading it, I’m glad I have a best friend to help me through it.
