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“And I will.” I lowered to my knees, lifted her leg and put it on my shoulder.

“Oh, my gosh. You’re serious. I don’t know if I can take more.”

“I’m confident you can.” I spread her wide and captured her ball of nerves in my mouth.

She grabbed onto my shoulders to hold on.

“Good girl.” Determined to give her a memorable birthday experience, I ate her pussy without hungry abandon.

Shelby finally let go and fucked my mouth like a queen. Her pelvis rocked into my mouth rhythmically to the sound of her moans.

I tongued her pussy deeply, flicking her clit, and then an idea came to me. She needed attention at both ends. I searched for her puckered rosette and when I found it, I inserted the tip of my middle finger.

“What is that?” She dug her nails into my shoulders and her panting increased. She squeezed my finger and another orgasm hit.

Frozen in place, her moans flowed out of her. It was the sweetest music to my ears.

“I want you to come inside me,” she begged. “Please, Cade.”

“I’m taking care of you first. This is your birthday experience.”

“Right, and that means you have to do what I say.”

My eyebrows shot up. “Yes, sweetheart. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“What I want is for you to come inside me. Fuck me, Cade.”

“If that’s what you want, I will.” I lowered her leg, but kept it in my hand as I stood up and wrapped it around the back of my thigh. “This is going to be fast, because I’m so fucking turned on.”

“Yes, take me hard and fast.”

On command, I gave her what she asked for, a hard, fast fucking.

“Cade! Yes! Yes!”

And my release hit like an atomic bomb. I came so fucking hard my head whirled like a funnel cloud. My knees weakened as Shelby’s legs shook around me while she had her third orgasm. I steeled myself, so we didn’t fall on our asses.

We panted, holding onto each other.

“Don’t let me fall.”

“Never, Honeybee.” I pressed my forehead against hers. “I love you so fucking much.”

“I love you, too. This was incredible. But my legs feel like noodles. We should get out.”

“Sure, baby. You wore me out.” I winked and grabbed the shampoo.

“Good. I’ll wear you out again tonight.”

I gave her a chaste kiss. “I’ll be ready.”

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Shelby

My granddad used to saythe proof of the pudding is in the tasting, when discussing relationships. To him, it was wrong to judge a person by their appearance or by what someone else says about them. A handsome man or pretty woman could be the devil in sheep’s clothing. Their fat wallets could be filled with stolen money. Their charm might only be shown in public. I wished he’d been around to remind me of all that when I’d met Jake.

The way someone treated you and others mattered most, and we had to experience it directly, to know if they were good and honest, and right for us.

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