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“Does my whore like it?”

She bit her lip, and a fresh wave of arousal soaked me. I would never dream of saying these words to her outside the bedroom, but when we were together, and she was taking my cock so beautifully, Fallon embraced the names. She got so fucking turned on by it, and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.

“Who does this cunt belong to?”

“You, sir,” she replied as I pushed a breath out of her. “You. Always you.”

My returning grin was fierce as I turned her around and yanked her pussy down to my mouth. My tongue slid through her folds while I pressed my hips up, urging her to take my cock down her throat. She swallowed my length, taking me down to the base.

“Can you taste yourself on me?” I asked, taking her clit between my teeth and worrying at it.

She gasped, “Yes.”

I shoved my hips up, making her gag on my length. “Yes,what?”

When I eased back, she whispered in a wanton moan, “Sir. Yes, sir.”

With a feral smile pulling at my lips, I pressed into her again, tunneling my tongue into her opening and tasting how fucking turned on she was. She flooded my tastebuds, and I swallowed her down, feeling her presence filling in the cracks in my soul.

Stroking her clit, I brought her to the edge as she brought me to the edge.

“Orin, I’m … I’m …”

She didn’t need to finish the sentence because I knew she was coming. Her ylang-ylang taste flooded my mouth, and I greedily sucked it all down. My own orgasm came without warning. One moment I thought I could do this for-fucking-ever, then I was overwhelmed with sensation. I hummed against her pussy, and that was all the warning she got before I spilled down her throat.

Fallon swallowed down every last drop, taking her time to clean my cock for me once I was done. I continued to stroke through her folds, enjoying the way her thighs quivered when I reached her sensitive clit.

Shifting her carefully to the side, she rested her head on my thigh and looked up at me. Her gaze was languid with the remnants of her orgasm, and I liked seeing her like that. It was a private moment between us, and I fucking rejoiced in the fact that no other man would see her this way.

“We should shower,” she murmured.

My cock perked up. “Okay.”

She eyed my semihard dick and shook her head. “Alone. We need to go otherwise Grayson and Sloane will be left waiting.”

I knew she was right, but that didn’t mean I wanted to leave this moment with her. Eventually, she rolled from the bed, and I watched her pad into the en suite bathroom. We were staying at the apartment in town. I’d moved in the very next day, glad to be away from the compound, from the room I’d used to sleep and fuck in.

Fallon’s phone—the one I had set her up with—beeped from the nightstand. A quick glance at the text made me frown. Grayson’s plane had already landed. Fuck. Knocking on the bathroom door, I heard Fallon’s chuckle.

“Couldn’t keep away could you?”

Opening the door, I stuck my head in and locked eyes on the woman who had brought me to my knees. It took a lot of willpower to look away from her wet body and say, “Grayson’s flight came in early.”

Her eyes widened. “Shit. Okay.” She turned off the faucets and dragged a towel around her body. “You get in while I get dressed.”

Stalking inside the bathroom, I wrapped my hand around the front of her throat and backed her against the bathroom counter. “Are you sure we have to go?” I flexed my hips, making sure she felt my hard cock straining to get inside her pussy again.

“You’re insatiable,” she replied, breathless.

“Only for you.” I kissed her softly, releasing my fingers and stepping into the shower. Fallon stood and watched me for a moment before disappearing.

When I emerged a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around my waist, Fallon was fixing her hair in the mirror. She spoke to me through the reflection.

“Ready to leave in five?”

“Yeah.” I dropped the towel, not bothering to hide my smirk when I saw her eyes drop to my waist.

**Fallon**

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