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Drawing back, she pulled his boxers down to his feet. He stepped out of them.

“I know you’re distracting me on purpose, we’ll talk about that more later.”

She just shook her head.

Yeah, he didn’t have a fucking leg to stand on, did he? He was a hypocrite, wanting her to tell him everything while keeping a huge chunk of his life from her.

He sat on the bed, and she kneeled between his spread thighs.

She ran her tongue over the head of his dick. He reached out and undid the bun at the top of her head, letting her hair down.

“Fuck, girl. You’re too damn good with that mouth.” She moved her mouth down his shaft, then back up slower. Fast. Then slow.

He gathered her hair up, wrapping it around his fist. She paused and stared up at him.

Go easy.

You don’t know if she’s okay with this.

“This all right, girl? Just to guide you. Won’t pull it.”

“What if I wanted that?” she asked.

His eyebrows rose with surprise. “You want me to pull your hair?”

“Maybe just a bit. See if I like it?”

“All right, girl.” He tugged on it, tilting her head back. Her lips parted, her face filling with heat.

Yep. He thought she liked that. A lot.

Then he slid the head of his dick against her lips. “Open wider.”

He held her head still as he slid his cock inside her mouth. Fuck. Him.

He nearly came then and there. It was almost too much. His balls were tight. He wasn’t going to last long.

Think of something else.

But he couldn’t. He couldn’t think of anything except how soft and warm and wet her mouth was. About how much he wanted to come inside her.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t drive his dick inside her the way he wanted to while sitting, so instead, he moved her head gently up and down his shaft.

He didn’t want to terrify her, so he slowed his movements and unwrapped her hair.

“Free play time,” he told her as she glanced up in question.

She smiled. “I love free play time.”

Grasping the base of his shaft with her hand, she licked around the head and stared up at him.

Damn. She was a quick learner. And a tease.

But he’d given her free time and he wasn’t going to take it away from her. So he let her play with him for a while. She took the head into her mouth, bobbing up and down. Then she slid her hand along his shaft.

Fuck. Christ.

She moved faster, taking him deeper then swallowing. He leaned back with his hands behind him. Closing his eyes, he tried to hold off, to stop himself from coming. But waves of arousal continued to rush through him.


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