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“My home school group was pretty culty, and the hardwiring is tough to undo, but I’ll try.”

The picture is becoming clearer and clearer.

“And what do you think now?”

“I think,” she says, kissing me softly, “that I’d like you to be my first. You’re sweet and fun, and so, so pretty.”

“Pretty?”

She nods enthusiastically.

“Please don’t tell anyone how bad I am at sex.”

I gaze up at her, dumbstruck.

Threading my fingers through her hair, I say, “Baby, you can just lie there like a prickly starfish, and I’ll drill you so good we’d both see stars.”

Charlotte sucks in a breath, her mouth gaping for a moment. “See stars. Gosh, that sounds fun.”

“If you’re sure you’re ready.”

She nods, and our lips meet in a slow, sultry, wet kiss. “We’ve reached the hot honey speed now, I think.”

At the mere mention of honey, I have to restrain the urge to nut all over the inside of my jeans as my cock strains against my zipper.

I let go of her ass and cup her neck with both hands, dragging her down for a thorough kiss.

When we pull apart, her unsecured breasts heave in my face.

“Do you want me to explain what I’m doing as I do things?”

She nods enthusiastically. “That would help a lot. And I trust you.”

I decide then and there to heap praise on her because I’m 99 percent sure that will help move things along.

I let go of her neck and push up at the hem of her crop top, palming the bottom of her ribcage.

With my eyes locked on hers, I smooth my hands upwards to cup her breasts beneath her hoodie.

Her pretty little nostrils flare, and she shivers against my touch.

“So soft. I bet they’re real pretty, too.”

She blushes so pink I almost feel bad about lifting the hem of the cropped hoodie out of the way with my face, exposing her bare breasts to me. But not that bad. She is all right there in my face for the taking, and she’s stunning.

With both hands full of her breasts, I slowly run the pads of my thumbs over both nipples.

Charlotte shivers, her face full of wonder, anticipation, and need.

I can feel the need grow in her, in tandem with mine, like a tightening rope between us.

I continue nuzzling my face against the soft skin of her breasts. “Look how gorgeous you are, pretty baby.”

Again, she pushes her pelvis against me, grinding down. It would be so easy to reach between us and destroy the crotch of her shorts with one hand or simply pull them aside and…

I let go of her breasts and push the hoodie up, the cold air puckering her nipples.

“Feed them to me, Charlotte.”

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