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I hollowed my cheeks, pulling him deeper into my mouth as I bobbed my head, keeping a steady, rhythmic pace. Lincoln reached over to tuck my hair behind my ear, then placed his hand back on the bed, his hips churning with fervent energy.

Moments later, his body tensed, and he cried out my name. I felt the first splash of his ejaculate hit the back of my throat and I responded by furiously pumping my mouth over him until he was completely spent. Lincoln fell back onto the bed, his chest heaving, an arm thrown over his face.

“How was that?” I asked, my voice light and teasing as I removed my mouth from him.

“Christ, if I thought you would say yes, I would ask you to marry me,” he said, his voice a mix of awe and exhaustion.

I chuckled, unsure whether he was serious or just caught up in the endorphin rush. I decided to take it as a playful comment, his heightened state making him more expressive than usual.

“As soon as I regain my composure,” he promised, his voice regaining some of its usual confidence, “I plan on fucking you properly.”

Two hours later, we lounged by the pool, the sun casting a warm glow over us. I sipped my iced tea, feeling the gentle burn of my sun-kissed skin, a lingering reminder of Lincoln’s relentless attentions. He had a talent for maintaining an erection, and I could still feel the aftershocks of our earlier encounters.

Lincoln traced his fingers lightly down my arm, slick with suntan lotion, sending shivers through me. His touch was languid, almost hypnotic.

“How did I get so lucky?” he murmured, his voice full of wonder.

I tilted my head towards him, pulling my sunglasses down my nose to meet his gaze. “You won the lottery,” I replied with a playful grin.

“Conceited much?” he teased, his eyes dancing with amusement.

“If I’m conceited, then so are you,” I shot back, sticking my tongue out at him before sliding my sunglasses back up. I adjusted my lounger with a contented sigh.

Lincoln chuckled softly, but his fingers continued their teasing path along my arm, sending delightful shivers straight to my core.

“Stop it,” I warned, trying to sound stern but failing as a smile tugged at my lips.

“Stop what?” he asked, the playful edge in his voice unmistakable.

“Touching me,” I clarified, though I could barely suppress a grin.

“That’s never going to happen,” he said, his tone low and teasing.

“You’re getting me hot,” I cautioned, trying to keep my voice steady.

“That’s good to hear,” he responded, his smile audible.

I hummed thoughtfully. “It could be the sun. Maybe I should go for a dip in the pool.”

“How about a naked dip?” Lincoln suggested, his voice a husky murmur.

“Always trying to get me naked, Elliott,” I replied with mock exasperation.

“It was worth a shot,” he said, shrugging with an exaggerated sigh.

Without missing a beat, I asked, “Are you coming to the wedding with me next month?”

“I don’t know. I’m loyal to Michael,” he said, a hint of reluctance in his voice.

“You’re making me go alone? Weddings are great places to meet people,” I pointed out.

“You’re not available,” he said with a grin.

“But some random guy might think I am and hit on me,” I teased.

“So you want me to come to protect you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I shrugged, a playful glint in my eye. “It’s entirely up to you. I can’t force you to go, but I’d love for you to be my escort.”

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