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“Is this what you like?”
She nods.
“Want me to make you come with my tongue?”
Another nod.
I slip two fingers inside her, covering her clit with my mouth, and with a few quick flicks of my tongue, she tightens around my fingers.
“Remember what I said,” I say, feathering her skin with light kisses. “You need to tell me what you want.”
“I want…” Jane stops, weighing her words, nibbling her lip.
“Come on, honey. They’re just words.”
She releases her lip, then licks it when I tongue her warm flesh. “I want you to fuck me with that smart mouth of yours.”
This time, my laugh comes straight from my belly, but damn if I’m not surprised by this little feisty thing.
Too willing to please, I give her what she wants, consuming her like I’m the champion in a pie-eating contest.
I was right—her thighs are deadly and once I get her to the edge of her orgasm, she clenches my head between them like a vise. All it does is make me go harder.
I thrust my tongue into her, and suck on her. Rub my fingers, tickle and pinch harder, sparing no inch of her skin until she dissolves all around me. Until she shudders and makes the dryer’s lid clatter, its loud, metallic sound mixing with her screams.
Lying breathless, she grins down at me. I stand up and run my hands over her pert nipples, lightly massaging her breasts through her T-shirt, before easing her to a seated position.
A dark pink flush across her cheeks brings out her freckles, but her eyes aren’t darting all over the place as they usually do. They’re fixated on me and soothe a strange tension inside my chest, telling me that this might not turn into something awkward and messy after all.
Maybe this will just be fun.
JANE
As the warm thrill of my orgasm fades with every rumble of our dryer, my thoughts clear.
Joe massages my breasts. His long, thick manly fingers tenderly rub my nipples and gradually let my orgasm drift into deep relaxation.
I shake my head, unable to wrap my mind around what had just happened. “That was…”
He smiles without meeting my eyes. “I know.”
I playfully shove his shoulder. “Of course you do.”
“I didn’t mean it that way. I mean, it was…” He doesn’t finish the sentence and his words drift into awkward silence.
I tug my T-shirt down over my hips, suddenly feeling on display up on this podium. The ground now seems so distant.
“Here, let me.” Joe grabs my waist and lifts me off the dryer, carefully putting me down, but he doesn’t let go of me. “You’re so sexy after you come, you know that?”
“Jerk.” I push him away, or try to, but his grip doesn’t loosen. “Joe…”
“I’m not done with you.” He swiftly crouches, gripping my thighs, and lifts me up against him.
As if expecting it, I wrap my legs around his waist and eagerly claim his lips with mine. Heated, rushed and messy, I’m consumed by our kiss and barely notice he’s carrying me to my bedroom.
Without elegance, he throws me onto the bed and I yelp, but as he settles on top of me, his massive weight is welcome against my now cold skin. I can’t help giggling.
One of his hands cups my ass, and I lift my leg, tucking my foot behind his back, as his mouth brushes over mine, down my neck, to my breasts. Through the T-shirt, he takes a nipple between his teeth, nipping down just enough for my hips to buckle.
