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“God, if I knew you were such a little whore I would’ve fucked this pretty little mouth a long time ago.”

Hannah squirms in place, rocking back and forth. I wait for her to bite back, but she doesn’t, just stares up at me.

“Open.”

She opens her mouth.

I thrust my hips forward, pushing my hardness deeper into Hannah’s mouth. She gags as her lips press against the base of me. I withdraw slightly and push back in faster, eager to feel her throat around me again. She splutters and whimpers ever so quietly, but I continue, feeling the heat that is radiating from her. Each time, I drive into her hot mouth with an intensity that leaves us both trembling. Holding the back of her head, I thrust into her as deep as I can go, causing her to gag. I’m so proud of her when she doesn’t tap my leg to bow out.

“Fuck. You are so good at taking my cock down your throat.”

She hums in response, encouraging me further. I increase my pace as I watch my cock drive down her throat, her sigh enough to nearly make me lose it. Hannah’s eyes pinch shut as I thrust into her.

I pause, seated so deep that her lips are wrapped around my base. “I want you to look at me while I cum in that pretty little mouth of yours.”

Her eyes, glistening with tears, meet mine and something about the intimacy of her gaze causes my orgasm to crawl up my spine. I start frantically thrusting into her mouth as deep as I can go, causing her to swallow around my shaft. The tightening sensation pushes me past the point of no return.

I pump into her mouth once, then twice, but I pull out just enough so that I coat her tongue as I shoot ribbons of cum into her mouth. She doesn’t jerk away, but revels in it as my cock jerks in her mouth.

When my orgasm finally dissipates, I pull out all the way, utterly fixated on the way Hannah sits there with her mouth open, my cum pooling on her tongue.

“Swallow.”

And she does without hesitation. It’s the single most intoxicating sight I’ve ever seen as I watch her swallow every last drop, her eyes never leaving mine.

Gasping for air, I stand there, cock in hand, staring down at her for about a minute. She doesn’t go to move but stares up at me adoringly, awaiting instruction. As if this woman could get any more perfect, she manages to surprise me again and again.

I kneel in front of her, my eyes level with hers as she stares at me. The tears have long since dissipated, but moisture still lingers on her cheeks. I wipe them both dry with the pads of my thumbs.

“You have got to be the single most incredible woman I’ve ever known.”

She rolls her eyes, and I realize as she tries to avoid my gaze that she doesn’t even remotely believe me. I reach up, cupping her chin with far more aggression than I intend.

“Hannah, look at me.”

She resists at first, but I squeeze her chin harder, forcing her gaze to mine.

“What?” The shitty attitude she normally has is back and while it’s a relief to know she hasn’t completely changed in the last half-hour, I don’t like why she’s biting back.

“Get up.”

I’m surprised when she listens and allows me to cup her hands in mine so I can pull her to her feet. Guiding her over to the full-length, wood-framed mirror leaning against the wall, I stand behind her.

“What do you see?”

FORTY

HANNAH

“What do you see?” Liam’s words reverberate off the shell of my ear as he forces me to stand in front of the full-length mirror, staring at myself in all my naked glory.

“Whatever you’re trying here, Liam, it’s not going to work. I have no issues with my body.”

His arms wrap around my midsection from behind as he pulls me flush against him. “I didn’t say you did. I asked what you see.”

I roll my eyes at his ridiculous question as my eyes meet his in the mirror. “This is stupid,” I say with a glare.

“Humor me.”

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