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I look over my shoulder at him. “What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Just kicking myself for not having protection,” he says.
“Get over it and focus,” I demand.
I start moving again. All while looking right into his eyes.
I want this.
That’s all it takes, and he gives in. I feel his fingers slide into my panties.
Oh, sweet relief.
He starts sliding his fingers through my wetness, and then he rolls me over, so he can pull my panties down my legs. For a minute, he just stops and looks at me.
“You are fucking beautiful, Maxi,” he says hoarsely.
Then, he spreads my legs wider apart, so he can look at me before hooking one of my legs over his shoulder and lowering his mouth to me. I feel his tongue run a line right through my folds, and I throw my head back.
“God, you taste better than I imagined,” he whispers.
Then, his tongue does a delicious swirl around my clit, and it feels so damn good. He sucks my bud into his mouth as he inserts a finger inside of me and starts rotating it slowly, stretching me. I thread my fingers into his hair and move with him, needing more, needing it faster, harder, deeper. He adds another finger and then another, and I explode in his mouth. Like a bomb detonating in my body, my orgasm rockets through me. I scream out his name as I grip his hair and hold him to me.
He laps at me, getting every drop, and continues to pump his fingers in and out until my body crests the wave and my trembling stops.
I’m spent. Every limb is liquid. He crawls up my body and kisses me one more time. I faintly taste myself on his lips.
“How did my mouth and hands work out?” he asks.
I answer him breathlessly, “It was okay.”
He quirks an eyebrow. “You think you could do better?”
“I’ll give it my best,” I promise as I slide from under him, take his length in my hand and begin to tug lightly at him.
He takes my mouth again, and then I very enthusiastically try to do better.
By the sound of his groans as I wrap my lips around his cock, I think I’m succeeding. Not that it was a competition, but he does finish faster than I did, so I win this round.
I awaken to the sound of someone rustling around in the dark. I look at the clock on the nightstand, and it shows it’s four in the morning.
“Corbin? What are you doing?”
The rustling stops, and I feel his weight sink beside me.
“I’m leaving to head home,” he whispers.
“You don’t have to sneak off like some one-night stand who’s afraid I’m going to profess my love in the light of day,” I mutter.
“I wasn’t sneaking. I was trying to be quiet, so I wouldn’t wake you. I have to be at the fire station in a couple of hours, and I need to get home and get my truck and gear.”
“You’d better shower too. You smell like Cuban sandwiches and sweaty sex,” I say.
He laughs. “I hope you have a good day. Don’t go painting that shack without me.”
“I won’t. I plan to take one hundred percent advantage of your free labor while I have it,” I reply.
He stands.
