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His hands grip onto my ass tighter and I can feel his smirk against me when another moan tumbles out from my throat. He’s taking great satisfaction in the fact that I am losing my mind, but I can’t think about that right now. Hell, he should take satisfaction in what he’s doing because he’s doing that shit very well.

The pressure builds within me like a raging storm. I am lost in him; in the warmth of his touch and the taste of his lips. I wish this feeling could go on forever, numbing me to the reality of the day, making me forget about all the struggles that lay ahead. I definitely don’t want this to end.

And then it crashes over me, a wave of pleasure so intense it leaves me trembling and gasping for breath. Neo draws back slightly and I watch him, heavy-lidded eyes drinking in the sight of his handiwork. His fingers brush against the inside of my thigh as he begins to rise, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

“Violet,” he whispers, sliding back up to align himself with me. His eyes burn with an intensity that makes my heart thunder in my chest. I clasp my hands around his neck, fingers lost in the tangle of his hair as I pull him closer for another kiss, a languid meeting of lips that thrums with the afterglow of our intimacy.

His arms encircle me, pulling me flush against him as he lifts me clear off the sofa and onto his lap as he takes the seat in my place. I straddle him, adjusting my body until I find a comfortable position atop his, a place where his rock hard length presses against my aching clit. There’s a rawness in his gaze that leaves me breathless all over again, and I can’t help but run my fingers over his muscular chest.

“I want to be inside of you,” he confesses, his effervescent blue eyes continually holding mine in place.

“This is a big step for friends,” I say, flirting hard, not even recognizing my own raspy voice.

“Fuck being friends. You’re mine now, Grinch. And you better let the loser back home know that things have changed.”

“That’s not a very romantic confession,” I tease, scooting myself back a little so that I can unbuckle his belt.

“I never said I was the romantic type,” he growls.

He lifts himself with me still on top of him to assist me in my quest, opening his fly and pulling down his jeans. It’s not an easy task, no matter how easy movies make it look, so I decide to take matters into my own hands.

I dismount and bend down on my knees in between his massive thighs, slowing pulling his jeans down to his ankles. I keep my eyes on his, as I pull each leg down and over his ankles. When his jeans are off, there are only his boxer shorts and a very large bulge sitting right in the center. I smile, lick my lips, and ready myself to take his massive dick inside of my mouth.

Hey, it’s only fair.

“Violet, what the fuck–”

I pull his dick out of the fly of his boxers and lower my mouth onto the tip. I’ve never given head to a man this big, so I pray that I can get my oddly small jaw open wide enough to accommodate his size. I guess the universe doesn’t give you more than you can handle because by a miracle I’m able to almost deep throat him.

His right hand grips the edge of the sofa cushions as his left one slides itself into the roots of my hair, freeing it from its messy bun bondage.

“Yes, Violet,” he murmurs my name like a prayer. “Fuck, yes.”

I hold the base of his dick with my hands and give a slight twist as I continue to work his length with my mouth. It doesn’t take long to bring him to the edge.

“Violet, I’m going to come. Where do you want it?”

A surprisingly submissive part of me wants him to come wherever he wants to.

Down my throat.

On my breasts.

Along my back.

Across my ass.

I don’t give a shit.

But he doesn’t ask me again and soon releases with a satisfied grunt completely down my throat.

“Swallow every fucking drop,” he commands thickly, and I do as I’m told.

I’m on my knees, staring up at him, pleased that I was able to make him feel good, as he stares down at what feels like awe of me.

“You are so beautiful in this light, Violet,” he approves, wiping the corner of my mouth with his thumb. “Let me see the rest of you. Let me see what’s mine.”

Without hesitation, I pull my sweatshirt off, revealing my bare, heavy breasts, and my dark nipples quickly pebble from being exposed to the cool air of the room.

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