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He sucked my clit like a romance novel writing guru, and then went to work on my pussy. I bit my lip and hoped to have an indiscernible orgasm or five. He licked my pussy and fingered me at the same time, making sure to bring me to climax twice as quickly as if he decided to simply choose either licking or fingering me.

Having only read about such things left me in an awkward position. In the books I read, women lasted forever while the man licked their pussies. In real life, at least when Tate Reynolds was licking a pussy, it didn’t take a matter of seconds to bring a woman to orgasm.

While he flicked his tongue against my hyper-sensitive clit, my lip biting orgasm disguise somehow got lost.

I gripped his head in my hands and howled like a wolf while I came against his mouth. Repeatedly, he sucked and licked me to an ecstatic climax, leaving me as a limp pile of exhausted flesh when he eventually sat up and smiled.

“That was awesome,” he said.

I rolled to the side and smiled. “It was okay.”

He chuckled. “You’re funny.”

“Fat girls can do two things,” I said. “Suck dicks, and make people laugh. They’re our superpowers.”

His eyes thinned. “Don’t say that again.”

“What? Superpower?”

“No, the other one. The F-word.”

He was serious. Like, really serious.

“Okay.”

“I mean it. Don’t talk about yourself that way. Not in my presence, and hopefully not in anyone’s presence.”

“Okay.”

“You’re beautiful.”

I blushed. “Thank you.”

“Say it.”

“Say what?”

“That you’re beautiful.”

I swallowed heavily at the thought of it. “I’m. I’m beautiful.”

“One more time.”

“I’m beautiful.”

“Yes,” he said. “You are.”

He inched his way across the bed, positioned himself between my legs, and then looked at me. When our eyes met, I think I might have been in a little bit of a good mood because of the whole say you’re beautiful thing.

It took an otherwise awkward situation and made me feel normal. As close to it as I could, anyway.

And then, he dropped the bomb.

He wedged his hips between my thighs and smiled. “Hey, Beautiful?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”