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Her pink tongue darted out to trace the aforementioned body part and his dick grew impossibly hard. “By the time we’re done, there won’t be a part of you I don’t know, Josephine Brooks.”

Her breath came out in gasps and her pupils dilated.

“You like the idea of my mouth, my hands on you?” He slipped his hands under her soft top and cupped her lush breasts.

“Umm—you know I do.”

“Damn, I bet those beautiful tits overflow in my hands. I can’t wait to take them in my mouth.” He brushed his thumbs over the hardened peaks through the lacy material of her bra.

“Moose.” Her voice came out raspy and full of need.

Don’t worry, baby, I’ll give you everything you want. “You have too many clothes on. Let’s lose this jacket.” He stepped away enough to help her slide it down her arms and tugged at her top.

She held her arms up, helping him peel off another layer. High, firm breasts supported by a pink scrap of lace stood out against her sienna skin.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, baby. Look at these gorgeous-ass breasts.” He cupped them, pushed them together and licked a path between her breasts.

“Moose.” Joey brought her hand up and gripped his hair, squirming to line his mouth up with her nipple.

“You want me to suck ’em, baby? All you have to do is ask.” He smirked, continuing his torture as he moved closer to her nipples without making actual contact.

Her fingers flexed. “Fuck. Suck them.”

The ragged plea turned his cock to granite. He latched on to her nipple through her bra and lightly pinched its twin. She cried out, and he sucked harder. She bucked her hips and knew he could make her come like this. Never one to let knowledge go to waste, he continued to ply her nipples with his mouth. He unbuttoned the top of her jeans and slipped his fingers inside. Heated liquid and the scent of arousal wrapped him in a passionate haze.

“Oh God.” She widened her stance, giving him more room to play.

He removed his mouth from her breast and cupped her pussy. “So hot for me, aren’t you? For tonight, all of this is mine.” He pinched her swollen clit between his fingers.

“Oh, I’m going to come,” Joey whimpered.

“You close, baby?” he asked. He moved his fingers, manipulating her slippery flesh.

“Yes—yes.”

“This one’s for you, Jo-Jo. Let go. Come all over my hand, baby.”

Her body quivered, and he bit at his bottom lip, watching her come to life. She thrashed her head from left to right as she gripped the nape of his neck and moved against his hand.

“That’s it, baby, take whatever you need. Yo

u know I’ll give it to you, don’t you?” Moose said.

“Yes. K-knew it’d be like this,” Joey said.

Her admission made him growl. “You felt that fire, didn’t you? Saw how much I wanted to fuck you against any surface I could pin you to.”

She moaned long and deeply.

A fresh gush of cream covered his fingers. He gathered the moisture and slipped inside her entrance. Her walls clamped down on his finger and she came. “I’m going to fuck you through it, baby. You will never fully come down when you’re with me. I promise you that.”

Eventually, her quakes stopped and her eyelids fluttered open. She blinked, struggling to focus.

“You back with me?” He smiled.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly.

He removed his hands from her pants and sucked his fingers into his mouth. Sweet and spicy, she hit his tongue and made his taste buds come alive. “So good, but I need a hit straight from the source.”


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