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“And yet you pay me now about the same to slave for you for an entire week,” I say, a sly grin creeping across my lips.

She slides on top of me, her lips planting a trail of kisses on my chest.

“But see... You get bonuses,” she says before her tongue swirls over my nipple.

“Do I get one now?” I joke.

“Yes, you do,” she says, breathing a soft chuckle.

“I can’t fucking wait,” I say, locking my hands behind my neck and sinking my back into the pillow.

A curtain of hair slides over my body as her tongue flicks lower and lower, trailing steadily toward my groin. My cock stirs between her breasts.

“It looks like you get a bonus, too,” I murmur, watching her fingers curl around my dick and her mouth mold around the chiseled tip.

She rolls her lips down, and I tilt my hips up, hitting the back of her throat. She moans and wedges herself between my legs.

Her hair brushes my groin while her mouth slides down, her tongue gliding around my shaft.

“Mmm... I like that.”

Arching her back, she pushes her bottom up, her mouth still connected with my hard flesh.

Tipping my head to the side, I get a glimpse of her rear in the mirror stretching across the wall.

“Fuck,” I murmur, my eyes glued to the spot between her legs as my erection slides into her mouth.

She glances up at me.

“Your butt is perfect,” I say.

Craning my neck out, I study the angle.

“It would look perfect on––”

“Don’t even think about it,” she says, my cock slipping out of her mouth with a pop.

She grins.

I smirk.

“Not my fault, baby. It just looks good.”

I prop myself up on my elbows and motion to her.

Smiling, she slides her lips down again, working me with her hand at the same time.

As if she knows what bounces around in my head, she arches her spine and thrusts her butt out while spreading her legs, giving me the perfect view of her entrance.

Propped on one arm, I hold her hair up to see her face. She rolls her mouth over my shaft, fucking me with her eyes.

“You’re pretty good...” I say, stretching a cocky grin.

She’s about to give me her opinion.

“Not now, baby,” I say, relishing the pleasure coming from her lips.

She closes her eyes and takes me deeper as I roll my hips to fill her mouth. My gaze travels from her lips and hollow cheeks to the reflection of her backside in the mirror.


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