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Rather than answer, Abby opened her towel, letting it fall to the floor as she dropped to her knees.

Good God.I held my hands up, signaling my surrender as I looked down at her.

Abby unzipped my trousers, lowering them to my thighs before sliding my boxer briefs down. My wet, throbbing cock sprung forward to greet her, practically smacking her in the face.

“You weren’t kidding.” She looked up at me, her eyes hazy. “No wonder you’ve been getting away with murder all this time.”

I flashed a devilish grin. “You don’t have to do this if you—”Ah!My words failed when she took me into her hot, wet mouth.Fuck, yes.I looked down, transfixed at the way she let me fuck her mouth. In and out. In and out. In and out.Going to hell. Going to hell. Going to hell.

And loving every minute of it.

Abby going down on me was the highest level of ecstasy I’d experienced in years. Fisting her hair, I bent my head back, allowing myself to escape into the nirvana I desperately needed. I wanted to be a gentleman, to let her take control, but I couldn’t help bucking my hips once or twice until my cock was at the base of her throat.

When I felt ready to explode, I tugged on her hair to stop her. “I want to taste you while we come together.”

She stood, seeming almost drunk. I kicked off my trousers and followed her beautiful, naked body as she sauntered over to the bed. The sight of her lying there, legs open, ready for anything, was almost too much to bear.

“How does this work?” she asked.

“I’ll handle the logistics,” I said, inching toward her on all fours before taking her mouth.

I moved her body to straddle my face as my tongue slid out eagerly to worship her.

Ass on my mouth, she bent forward, finding her way to my cock. I let out an unintelligible sound as she took me down her throat, sucking while I ate her out. Sixty-nine with Abby might have been my favorite thing I’d done in all of my thirty-seven years. And I’d forgotten all the reasons this was a very bad idea. Right now it was the best fucking idea I’d ever had.

I lapped against her clit faster with every movement of her mouth over my shaft. I wished I could see her sucking me off, but with her grinding against my face, that was nearly impossible. And anyway, seeing it might have pushed me over the edge too quickly. It was already nearly too much to handle as it was—her taste, the feel of her hot mouth around my cock as she went to work on me.I don’t fucking deserve this.Not a single bit.

Wrapping my hands around her beautiful backside, I guided her hips as she rode my face harder.

When she slowed down, I knew she was close. My balls tightened as I tried to control my orgasm and avoid ending this ecstasy abruptly.

“I want to finish in your mouth,” I panted. “Can I?”

She nodded as she took me deeper.

That did it. My body shook as I lost control, cum shooting shamelessly down her throat. She rocked her hips and pressed her clit harder against my mouth as her muscles contracted. She moaned, almost too loudly to avoid being heard by Lavinia.

But I didn’t care. I wanted to hear Abby as she came. I wantedallof it.

When we’d come down from our mutual high, Abby turned to face me. It seemed she’d swallowed everything, leaving no evidence of me on her mouth. That was enough to make me ready for round two almost immediately. I still felt her wet arousal on my face. I already planned to wank myself off again later as I licked away the remnants. I was officially addicted. I wouldn’t be able to resist her as long as we were around each other.

Moving to sit on the edge of the bed, I grabbed my trousers to slip them back on.

She pulled at my shirt. “Stay.”

I froze. I wanted to.Ireallydid. But that felt too…intimate.

Too intimatemight have been a ridiculous excuse after what we’d just done, though. “I should go to my room.”

Her smile dimmed. “Okay.”

I had myself convinced that if I kept things purely sexual, it would be less complicated—even if I knew better. I caressed her face. “Why don’t I make us a grand breakfast tomorrow?”

Her expression perked up a bit. “Sounds good.”

“Any requests? I’ll get up before you and go to the supermarket. And don’t say Devil Dogs and cold milk.”

She rested her cheek on her hand. “What are my options?”

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