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I run the pad of my thumb across her full bottom lip, slipping it inside her mouth.

“Suck,” I command, and she licks my thumb much like she’ll be licking my cock in a few minutes.

“There’s a good little kitten.”

Her eyes are locked on mine, waiting for my next instruction.

“Touch my cock, baby.” Slender fingers reach for my pants, expertly dragging down my zipper and pulling down my pants until I spring free.

“You’re so fucking big.” Ash says, licking her lips.

My cock is stiff, and I run my hands over her hair, nodding, “And you’re gonna take all of me, aren’t you beautiful?”

She licks up and down my length, then leans forward and sinks down on me like a fucking pro. I can’t believe I waited this long to fuck her mouth. My pretty little kitten knows exactly what she’s doing, and I let out a growl when I touch the back of her throat.

Her tongue circles my crown, tasting and teasing. Small moans leave her mouth.

Grabbing her thick tresses in my hand, I buck my hips and into her mouth mercilessly. The tears streaming down her face have me pushing forward until I hit the back of her throat again. Her chokes and gags only fuel me on.

“Fuck baby, if you keep working me like that, I’m gonna fill your mouth.”

Her small nod has my balls tightening. I want to fuck her pussy so bad, but I’m so close I won’t make it.

I pound into her mouth until I can barely form coherent thoughts. I fucking need this. Fuck. Pleasure courses through me and I fill her mouth until she’s choking on my cum. She tries to drink as much as she can, but I’ve filled her, and remnants of me drip down her mouth. Fucking gorgeous.

I pick her up and carry her to my bedroom, laying her on my bed, and fetching a towel to clean her pretty face.

“Did you like that?” The vulnerability in her voice squeezes my chest.

“You are fucking perfect. I am not even worthy of you on your knees worshiping me the way you did.”

“You deserve me, Ryder. You always have.”

I claim her mouth in a kiss, rolling on top of her. Her arms wrap around my neck as I deepen the kiss, my tongue searching her mouth. I trail kisses down her neck, her throat, and across her chest, my fingers removing her bra and pushing down her underwear. When nothing remains between us, I suck on a taut nipple until she moans.

“Ryder, I need you,” she whispers and I’m already twitching to life, ready to go again. Her fingers rake along my scalp.

My cock nudges against her opening. I can already feel how wet she is.

“My pretty cunt,” I hiss out as I thrust my hips forward and sink inside her. She cries out, nails raking over me, her tiny body opening just for me.

Fuck. This girl will be the death of me. She’s unraveling me like a hallucinogenic and I’m falling down her fucking rabbit hole.

“How are you so fucking tight?”

“Ryder… fuck!”

I fuck her hard, so hard I fear she might break, our skin smacks together creating a filthy rhythm. My beautiful girl takes all of me, and to reward her, I reach beneath her and rub her clit until she pulses. Incoherent screams leave her lips, and her body shudders as she comes on my cock.

With a few more hard thrusts, I come, hard. I collapse next to her, dragging her close to me, spent and out of breath.

“Come to London with me.”

“What?” Her eyes are wide as she lifts her head to look into my eyes. “You’re thinking of leaving?”

“I’m thinking about it. After graduation of course. I have an exhibition there, and if it goes well...”

“But…this apartment…you just bought it.”


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