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I reach down, digging my fingers in a thicket of silky hair and purr, “Fuck, don’t stop.”

It’s the kind of dream I live for, but it’s distressing at the same time because I know it will all disappear when I wake up. Something soft contracts around my cock—once, twice, three times.

“Feels so fucking good.”

A wicked giggle echoes in my head. Nails, harsh and biting, dig into my thigh, adding the perfect amount of pain to the pleasure.

“Shit.”

Teeth scrape up my length as something velvety tickles behind my groin. That’s new.

“Mmm, boy scout, I could do this all day.”

I know that voice. That name. Please, please, please be real.

My eyes crack open, but my head is still swimming in pleasure somewhere in the twilight state.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” There is no mistaking the mischievous glint in Mae’s eyes as she holds me to her pouty lips and swirls her tongue around my tip.

“Fuck, so real.” My nose flares with the impulse to come down that beautiful throat.

I clamp it down. Queeny will tell me when she wants me to release, and I’ll happily obey. She owns all my orgasms now.

“You want to come, beautiful?” Her lids widen in innocence, then narrow indecently. “I bet you do.” She continues the most sinuous torment.

“God, yes,” I hiss as she sucks deep.

No one has ever taken such care with my cock before. Mae sucks dick like she invented it. And she won’t stop until she knows she’s squeezed every last ounce of pleasure from me.

“Fuck, I lo—” I clench my teeth.

Even though it’s true, I’m not going to tell her in the middle of a blowjob. She’s not ready to hear it. So, I bite my tongue as she quickens her pace and rolls my balls in her downy-soft hands.

My stomach burns and tightens. My hips fight the urge to thrust and fail.

“Go ahead, baby. Fill my mouth.”

A growl rips through my throat as I pulse between her lips. Mae takes me deep and milks my cock with her uvula, extending my orgasm until I see other dimensions. I never knew sex could feel like this.

She raises on her knees, proud of herself. Her full breasts bounce with her movement, enticing me to touch, twist, and suck. She’s fucking magnificent. Real Mae is far more extraordinary than anything I could conjure in my head.

Sitting up, I pull her to me and kiss that pretty mouth.

A “thank you”.

A “no one has ever given me that”.

An “I can’t believe this is real”.

I taste myself on her tongue, eliciting a feral streak to hurtle through me. She’s mine. So fucking mine.

When I go to deepen the kiss, she pulls away, leaving me in a state of neediness.

“I’m sorry, baby.” She kisses my head, a bit patronizing and a lot cute. “I woke up and realized I didn’t make good on my promise. We can’t have that, can we?”

“N-n—” I clear my throat. “No.”

“Believe me, I want nothing more than to play with my new favorite toy all day, but I have to shower and get to work.” She winks and waltzes into her bathroom.

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