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Her orgasm whipped through her body, clenching down hard around my fingers, then releasing only to do it again. She screamed out, an echoing “Yes!” of ecstasy that had my dick so hard it throbbed. God, I wanted to get inside her. Feel that clench around my bare cock while I kissed the fuck out of her mouth.

But there would be time for that. And right now, I concentrated on riding her orgasm out, her hands pressed to the back of my head, holding me tight to her core where I licked and sucked and worked her until she begged me for mercy.

She stared down at me as I put her underwear back in place, giving it one final rub that had her crying out, then helped her down from the chair.

She sat heavily, completely spent, her cheeks glowing from her orgasm. “I’ve never had someone go down on me while standing on a chair.”

“I’ve never gone down on someone standing on a chair. But it was the perfect height.”

With her sitting and me standing, she was now right at my dick height. She grabbed the outside of my leg and hauled me closer. So close that she spread her legs so I could stand between them. She stared up at me through her dark eyelashes. “Speaking of the perfect height…”

She eyed my cock, bulging behind my fly, and bit her lip. Her fingers fumbled around my button, fitting it through the hole and tugging down the zipper.

“Eve,” I groaned.

I wasn’t sure whether to stop her or beg her to continue.

But like with everything else, Eve knew her own mind. She tugged my pants down my thighs, and then my boxer briefs followed soon after. I kept my gaze trained on the sweet swell of her breasts that practically fell out of her lingerie, and lower where my mouth had been just moments earlier.

Eve’s fingers circled the base of my erection, gripping tight while she slowly dragged it up my length. “It looks even more impressive in person.”

I flushed hot, thinking about the video I’d sent her. “I don’t know what I was thinking sending you that.”

She stared up at me, while she worked my dick in her hands. “It did seem a little out of character for you. I thought you were so by the book.”

“I thought I was, too.”

“And yet, you filmed yourself jerking off until you came. And then you sent it to a woman you barely even knew. Nothing very by the book about that. Joshua Boston, gentleman on the streets, freak in the sheets.” She chuckled.

I ran my hands through her hair, tugging on her ponytail. She moaned at that, and I felt precum bead at the tip of my erection. “Something like that.”

She made a needy little sound at the back of her throat. “Show me.”

I groaned, fisting her hair tighter. I pressed my cock to her lips, arousal glittering there like lip gloss.

She opened her full, pink lips, wrapping them around the head. Her fingernails dug into the backs of my thighs, urging me so close my knees hit her chair.

She was warm, and wet, and everything I’d dreamed about from the very first day I’d met her. At her insistence, I thrust inside her mouth, shallowly at first, letting her get used to the size of me. But within moments, she was bobbing her head, taking me deeper and deeper, until the tip of me was hitting the back of her throat. My balls clenched with the need to come, but I fought off the urge, not ready to surrender just yet. Instead, I pulled away, leaning down to capture her mouth with my own. We sank into the kiss. Hot, sweet, and needy. Our tongues tangled without hesitation, and we pawed at each other, fighting to get more, needing to get closer.

I was desperate to get her naked, to rip that flimsy lace from her body, take her somewhere that wasn’t covered in glass, and pound inside her. But Eve ran the show, pushing me away.

“I want to taste you.”

I couldn’t hold back from a request like that. The chance to have her full lips around my cock when I came was too hot to turn down. She took me deep into her mouth once more, running her tongue along the ridged underside, her hands cupping my balls and working that spot between them and my asshole.

“Eve! I’m going to come.” It was a last-ditch effort to warn her. A chance for her to move away.

She didn’t take it.

I came hard down her throat, hot spurts pulsing from my tip and marking her in a way that sang out to the alpha male in me.

She took it all, every last drop, swallowing it down until I had nothing left to give.

I slumped back against the wall, unable to do anything but revel in the pleasure of having my mind completely blown.

She stood to kiss me softly, and I enveloped her in my arms, holding her tight and kissing her back.

I would have kissed her all night. All morning. For the days and weeks to come. If I’d had my way, I never would have done anything ever again, except kiss Eve Hawkins.

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