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Her cheeks flush at my statement. She’s so fucking cute.

I take her boots off before yanking her jeans and underwear down. As much as I would love to make her immobile, I want her as comfortable as I can get her.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Ladybug.” I devour the sight of her spread out on my bed. Her smooth tan skin is mouthwatering. I drop to my knees and prop her feet on the edge of my bed.

“Gray,” she gasps. The position spreads her open for my viewing pleasure. And fuck if it isn’t the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen.

I grip the inside of her thighs before she can close her legs. Sliding my thumbs along the outer edges of her pussy, I dip my head down to press a kiss to her little clit.

“Ooh.” Kylie’s hips kick up at the sensation.

“That’s it, Mama. Let me eat this pussy until you can’t even remember your name.” I dive in as if my life depends on it—because I’m pretty sure it does. I’m going to need a taste of her every day if I have any hope of surviving after this.

I test every trick I know until I figure out exactly what makes Kylie sing in pleasure. I want to record every fucking noise she makes just so I can listen to it on repeat.

“Gray. Holy shit.”

I chuckle against her. “I love making those dirty words come out of that mouth of yours.”

She starts to grind against my face, using me to get off, and it’s fucking everything.

“Are you gonna come for me, Mama?”

“Mm-hmm,” she moans.

I slide a finger into her dripping pussy, quickly adding another one. She’s so fucking tight. Jesus. My cock is leaking profusely in my underwear just from the thought of getting inside her.

I’m not going to last longer than a few minutes. This whole night is a dream come true.

Kylie’s walls clamp down on my fingers, her muscles drawing tight as she comes. She’s silent, her body vibrating as the waves of her orgasm crash through her.

I bring her back down slowly, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

Her eyes flicker open, those melted brown orbs looking at me in all the ways I’ve wanted them to. I’m so fucking done for her. There’s no hope. If she leaves me now, I’ll never recover.

She holds her hands out. “Help me up so I can breathe.”

I quickly sit her up. I’m still kneeling between her legs. I can’t stop running my palms up and down her thighs.

Kylie grips my cheeks and kisses the hell out of me. Her tongue dives into my mouth, rendering me motionless until my brain can finally catch back up and kiss her back.

I’m out of breath when she pulls away.

“Stand up,” she demands.

I do as she says, blinking at her as she rips open my jeans and yanks them down to my ankles along with my underwear. My cock springs out, bobbing obscenely in front of her face.

There’s no hesitation when Kylie wraps her little hand around my shaft.

I shudder, pleasure spiking through me so fast my knees start to buckle. I’ve fantasized about what this would feel like for years. Not a single one came even close to reality.

“Jesus fuck, Ladybug,” I groan as she starts to jack me with sure movements. It’s like she knows exactly how to touch me without even thinking about it.

I drop my head back, unable to handle the overwhelming sensations flying through my body.

My eyes snap open when she drags her tongue across the underside of my dick. Her big brown eyes are staring up at me with so much satisfaction that I almost come right then and there.

She wraps her mouth around me, swirling her tongue around my tip. It’s too fucking much for me to handle. I’m not ready for this to be over, and if I let her keep going, I’m going to blow my load in about two minutes.