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She rises off the bed and pushes me onto my back before kneeling between my legs. Settling her bottom onto her heels. Her eyes meet mine. “Tell me how you like it.”
“Come here and kiss me first. Taste yourself.”
She crawls forward before lowering and settling on my chest. She stares for a moment. Our eyes lock. “I know this is only tonight, but tomorrow I won’t find the nerve to say this to you.” She runs her thumb over my lip. “You’re the reason I’ve never had a boyfriend. I just compared everyone to you.”
I close my eyes and turn my head toward the touch. “I’m too old for you.”
She smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes.
My voice chokes as I say, “You’re beautiful, Bree. You’ll find someone one day who’ll give you everything.” I pause for a moment. “I wish it was me.”
“But it can be,” she finishes.
I pull her against my body and kiss her to stop the conversation.
She slips her fingers into my hair, sinks her body on mine, and kisses me back like she needs me.
I sweep my tongue against hers as I wrap one arm around her back, the other in her hair, and devour her.
When she breaks away, she stares at me before she looks between us. The moment lasts for seconds... minutes... I don’t know.
She shakes her head very slightly, but enough to notice, then she crawls down my body until she’s settled between my thighs again. “Tell me how you like it.”
My heart hammers against my chest as I groan. “You don’t have to reciprocate.”
“I’m not reciprocating. I want to do this for you ... and for me.”
She takes my cock in one hand, squeezing the shaft.
I guide her hand lower until it’s around the base of my cock. “Now squeeze it, but not too tightly, and slide your hand up the length.”
Her touch is perfect, only her mouth will feel better.
“You’re huge.” She giggles, but does as I ask.
“Keep telling me that, and I’ll keep you.” I groan.
“Ah, that’s all I have to do.”
She is really serious.
Does she want me for real?
You’re too fucking old for her. She’s too gorgeous. She’ll never stay with you.
And I really want to answer her, instead I say, “That’s good. Keep doing it like that.”
Her hand glides up my cock again. She strokes her thumb over the wet slit before lowering her face until her mouth is so close to my dick; I think I’ll come.
Bree looks at me through her lashes and asks, “Is it okay to lick you?”
I garble an acknowledgement, though, not sure what I said. But when her tongue darts out, licking at the wetness on the top with a hum, I assume she took it as a yes.
“You’re fucking incredible,” I groan.
Her mouth covers the end again, and she sucks the crown, then laps at the slit like a kitten.
I’m so turned on, my muscles tense, and I’m panting like a rabid dog.
