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“Nuh-uh,” I said, grinning evilly at him as I paused with my mouth hovering over his erection. “You’re not allowed to have your hands back until after you come.”
When he realized what I intended to do, his eyes flared. “Oh…fuck!” He shouted the last word as I wrapped my lips around his shaft and proceeded to suck and bob. When I massaged his testicles, his back arched off the bed, and he rambled out a litany of profanity before screeching, “Chloe…Chloe…I’m going to…”
I gripped the base of his cock and sucked harder, coaxing the orgasm the rest of the way out of him. And as his tangy warmth hit my tongue, I looked up at him to watch his mouth open in shock, and then his eyes rolled up into his head before he fell back onto the mattress, gasping loudly.
Pulling my lips off him, I sat upright and wiped at the corner of my mouth, smiling proudly.
He could only seem to gape and shake his head. “You…you…you’re a…swallower. Holy shit. That’s…that’s just…”
He shook his head, unable to verbalize what he thought of that. Then he wiped a hand over the sweat beading on his brow before he panted, “I now know why we weren’t destined to be together back when youfirstfell for me.” Nodding with a certain intuition, he explained, “I would’ve fucking overdosed on you. I would have literally overdosed on your sweet pussy and killed myself from having too many orgasms before I hit nineteen. Because, holy shit, as horny of a teen as I was, I would’ve become so addicted to you that I would’ve dropped out of high school and tied you to my bed until my dick just plumb gave out from the number of times it had to be inside you, and then I would’ve just dropped over dead, a very happy…satisfied boy.”
I smiled and touched his cheek. “That’s sweet.”
“Sweet?” he cried. “All I can think about right now is how long it’s going to take for my dick to be able to get hard again so I can fuck you in some new and creative way. And you think that’s sweet?”
Flashing out his hands to catch my waist, he made me gasp in surprise when he whirled me around and yanked me onto my back until he was lying on the bed next to him, and then he popped up above me until our positions were reversed.
“I’ll show you what’s sweet,” he warned, his eyes flashing with heated fire before he ducked his face and licked me between the legs.
* * *
Just as Luke had suggested,we spent the rest of the day trying different sexual positions together. When we got hungry, we moved to the kitchen where we whipped up some sandwiches together, and then we ate them as he hiked me onto the table, stepped between my thighs, and took me, wrapping an arm around my ass to keep me from falling off the table as he bit into his sandwich from his free hand.
Later, we showered together, where he stepped up behind me, lathered his hands, and slid them around me, before bending me slightly and sliding deep.
I just couldn’t get enough of him, and he didn’t seem inclined to deny me my insatiable needs.
It was frankly my dream come true.
I mean, I knew it wasn’t real—itcouldn’tbe—Luke couldn’t just fall for me because he wanted to. That’s not how life worked. But he was enjoyingthiswith me; I could tell that. And I was going to live it up until the next sunrise.
This would be my day of heaven, I told myself, before reality returned in the morning, and I lost all this perfection.
It’d be that one amazing memory I took with me into my long, lonely old age.
By ten that night, I was exhausted and frankly full-up on sex. I probably wouldn’t need any more for another year or so, but I wasn’t ready for it all to end yet, either. So I decided to seduce him one last time, just to say goodbye.
I rested my head on his shoulder, and his hand idly stroked down my naked spine until I hooked a leg over one of his thighs.
“Hey,” I murmured drowsily.
“Mmph,” he grunted, sounding pretty worn out himself.
“Lift your right foot off the bed,” I said, nudging him lightly in the ribs with my finger.
Luke held up his leg above the blankets and glanced at me with wrinkled questioning eyebrows. “Why am I doing this?”
“Just watch,” I said. “Rotate your ankle clockwise.”
His lowered brows lifted. “Clockwise?”
“Yep.” I nodded and smiled at him.
“Okay…” He shook his head slightly but began to move his foot, making clockwise circles with his big toe.
“Now draw the number six in the air with your right hand.”
“You are so strange,” Luke murmured. “But okay.”
