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“Oh my God, I’m so fucking happy to see you,” I said between kisses.

He chuckled. “I can tell. Want me to move the car?”

“No. Pull it into the garage. I’ll park in the carport.”

Once parked, I closed the garage door.

Drew was waiting. Mouth on mine, hands at my waist and in my hair, he walked me through the side door, into the first floor hallway, and pinned me to the wall. His lips drifted from my mouth, to my jaw, to my throat as his fingers made their way under my sweater. They danced across my skin, leaving gooseflesh behind, then found and unhooked my bra.

“You don’t know how much I appreciate your easy-access lingerie, Brick.” He lifted my sweater over my head. The bra joined it on the floor, and I moaned as his lips found my nipples. They tightened beneath his tongue as he nipped and sucked.

I squirmed against him. I’d worn a blue A-line skirt, and Drew made short work of its removal. Not to be outdone, I pulled his shirt up and over his head. God, I loved all his ink. My fingers found his belt and the button fly of his jeans. The hardness in his pants proved just how much he wanted me.

I slipped my fingers down them and giggled. “You flew commando?”

“Why bother with undies?” He hooked his thumbs into the loosened waistband and shoved his jeans off his hips.

His erection stood at attention between us. I took him in hand and slowly stroked his cock, watching his eyes close as he reveled in my touch. He groaned and his mouth found mine again, his tongue sweeping my lips then sliding between my teeth to stroke my tongue, the rhythm matching my hand’s.

The press of his chest against my nipples sent bolts to my core. He maneuvered me away from the wall and into the office.

“I have a clean bill of health, babe,” he whispered into my ear, his voice husky.

“Ooh,” I exhaled and sat on the couch. He faced me, his thick cock still under my control. I slowly ran my tongue over its head, circled around, and licked my way down the shaft.

“Oh, shit.”

His dick pulsed beneath my fingers. I smiled up at him. “I’m just getting started.”

He gripped the back of my neck, leaned down, and kissed me fiercely. “Brick, I think I love you.”

My smile became a smirk. “You will by the time I’m done.” I pressed my lips to the head of his cock. Oh-so-slowly I moved my lips downward, taking my time to take him into my mouth and down my throat. All the way to the base.

The sounds coming from him were pure bliss as I came up off his cock, laved the head with my tongue, and slid back down, grazing the thin, sensitive skin with my teeth.

I relaxed my throat and pulled him as deep as possible into my mouth.

Then I swallowed.

“Oh, fuck.” His body bucked and he caught my hair. But he didn’t push or pull, he just held on for the ride and gave me complete control of his ecstasy. Drew was not a skull fucker. I didn’t do this for those guys. If they wanted a top tier blowjob, they needed to trust me to run the show. Grabbing my head and fucking my mouth got them blue-balled real quick.

Time to increase the speed. I slid back slowly then went down hard and fast. I pulled back and, on the next descent, started caressing his balls. His entire body quaked. I gained speed and tightened my lips, fucking him with my mouth, letting my tongue add to the pleasure.

And I started humming. I couldn’t say why, but a really good blowjob made me hum. It was such a joy to see a man lost in pure pleasure, not worrying about his performance or getting off. I loved the control it gave me. And I loved knowing all that bliss was my doing. I felt sexy and powerful, and incredibly happy to give Drew this gift.

He groaned as a slow tremor spread through his body. He touched my cheek. “Babe, stop or I’ll blow my wad.”

I paused just long enough to meet his gaze. “I want you to. Let me do this for you.”

“But—”

Holding his gaze, I took his cock in my mouth again and slid back down to the base.

“Goddamn.” He moaned and closed his eyes. His head fell back and he started to thrust into my mouth. I grabbed his ass and encouraged it. He still held my hair, but didn’t tighten his grip. Relaxing my throat, I let him fuck my mouth until the tremors grew too great and his body convulsed. He groaned, long and low. Warmth filled my throat. I swallowed.

As his cock relaxed, I slowly eased him from my mouth.

Drew leaned over me, dragging in deep breaths, a fine sheen of sweat covering his chest and abs. He dropped to the couch then pulled me onto his lap and held me, his heart thudding under my ear. Contentment washed over me. I’d made him feel alive and amazing. He made me feel loved and appreciated.

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