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She lifted her head ever so slightly and then cocked a playful eyebrow. “Seriously?”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Loved. It.”

“Your pussy tastes like honey.”

“Stop it.”

“It does.”

“I’m uhhm. I’m glad you like it.”

I sat up, gripped my rigid cock in my hand, and grinned. “What do you think we should do with this?”

“I uhhm. I know what I’d like to do with it,” she said.

“Tell me.”

“I want to feel you inside of me.”

“I think we can arrange that.”

Chapter Thirty-One

Joey

Although I’d masturbated myself into somewhat of a frenzy on various occasions, I’d just experienced my first real orgasm. I had no idea if Percy licking my pussy was a one-time thing, or if was something he truly enjoyed, but I hoped like hell we could both experience it again in the future.

Filled with apprehension, I watched as he positioned himself between my legs. He lowered his chest to mine and kissed my neck.

I scrunched my shoulder against his face and giggled. “Oh, my God. That tickles so bad.”

“Good.”

He kissed me again. And, again. He kissed my chin. My cheek. He gave me a light peck on the lips, then lifted his head and looked into my eyes.

“I want this to be special.”

Believe me, it will be.

“You’re special to me,” I said. “So, it can’t help but be special.”

“You’re pretty fucking special to me, too.”

I liked it that he tossed random cuss words into sentences where they didn’t necessarily belong. I often wondered if realized to what degree he did it, or if they simply slipped out without notice.

“I like it when you cuss. It’s sexy.”

His brow wrinkled. “Who’s cussing?”

I shrugged. “Never mind.”

“Dirty talk?” His voice had the enthusiasm of a lottery winner. “You like dirty talk?”

“I don’t know. I suppose.”

“We’ll save that for some other time,” he said. “Not tonight.”