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I put both my hands on either side of her, holding the sink. She struggles to turn around, stuck against me, but when she manages her gorgeous boobs push just against my stomach.

So fucking tiny, this girl.

“It’s a bralette,” she whispers. Her eyes are hooded, her gaze dragging along my neck before going back to my eyes.

She wants me. After what I’ve put her through, after breaking her heart, fucking, and leaving her at a party last week, she stillwantsme. Her body can’t control that attraction we have to each other.

And I want her. What’s wrong with a bit of meaningless sex with your ex? I’m used to that.

“And who did you wear that bralette for, Angel? For Cole?” I pretend to pout knowing perfectly what her answer is going to be.

She might have been in a room with Cole, but she wore that for me. I know she did.

My whole body shakes at the thought of what they could have been doing in that bedroom. How can she still think I’d let her do those kinds of things?

“You,” she vows in a trembling voice like admitting her deepest secret.

“Me?” I ask for confirmation as a malicious smile spreads on my lips. “Prove it.”

She only nods. She doesn’t say anything as she drops to her knees, exactly in the same position Camila was a few minutes ago. Except when it’s Jamie, it drives me absolutely insane with lust. My cock is already hard, so fucking ready to have her take me in.

I feel dizzier from her closeness than from any drugs or alcohol I ingested tonight. Jamie is my fucking drug, she’s my demise, my doom. Everything about her is exactly what I want and exactly what I can’t have.

Jamie is my unattainable utopia.

She undoes my pants, pulls them down, and rubs me through my boxers.

“Close your eyes,” she murmurs in the voice of a mermaid, enchanting me into following her directions.

I close my eyes and entangle my fingers through her thick hair as she makes me step out of both my pants and boxers. I feel her breath on my hard dick, I feel her lips rubbing up and down, getting me ready.

I hear her throw my stuff away from us and buck my hips forward. Suddenly, her tongue is on me, making me gasp in pleasure. My lips fall open as she rubs her tongue up and down my shaft.

“Angel,” I moan as I tighten my grip on her hair. “Take me in.”

She keeps going up and down with her tongue, teasing me with wetness before licking the tip like an ice-cream.

“Jamie,” I growl, my voice growing darker from impatience. She’s teasing the fuck out of me and she’s about to regret it real bad.

“Beg for me, Jake.”

The sultriness in her voice makes my cock vibrate.

“Just for me,” she repeats. “Show me how much you want it. Show me I mean more than she does.”

She means so much more than Camila. It’s not even comparable.

She puts her lips around my tip but doesn’t go any further. I’m dying from the teasing, so I give her what she wants. “Please, Angel. Let me in.”

I feel her lips spreading into a smile and she moves me slightly deeper, finally past her lips until I feel her tongue lap at me again.

“More,” I order. She pulls slightly back, and I get what she wants straight away. “More, Angel,please.Please just let me fuck your throat. I need this. I need you, don’t you get that?”

She takes me all the way in in such a sudden movement, I moan loudly when my dick hits the back of her throat. She pulls away just as quickly.

“I want to touch myself while I suck you off,” she says.

I let go of her hair and let her pull away while I assume she readjusts herself, putting her hand under her skirt and into her sexy panties.

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