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Then I lean in and give her a long firm lick.

She cries out and her hand goes to my hair, gripping tightly.

She is my absolute favorite flavor and I could stay here for hours. But she was just on the verge of coming, so she’s almost immediately arching closer to my mouth, her stomach and thighs tightening. I continue to lick and suck, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. I slip one finger, then two into her, thrusting slow and steady, as I work her clit with my tongue.

“Oh my God, Jefferson!”

I feel her fingers pull on my hair and her thighs tighten around my head. I lift up and look up at her.

She gasps in outrage. “Jefferson!”

“Trust me.” I lick my lips and notice that she watches the movement of my tongue intently.

“You better finish what you started, because you have a detachable showerhead, and I will absolutely lock myself in the bathroom alone.”

I chuckle and get to my feet. “Why lock the door? I’d love to watch that.”

“Because I’d rather torture you through the door with moans and oh, yeses, and calling out some hot movie star’s name when I come.”

I shake my head. “Wrong thing to say.” I reach down and grasp her wrist, tugging her to her feet. I bend and hoist her over my shoulder. With my hand spread over her ass, I start for the stairs.

“The wrong thing to say?” she teases. “Or absolutely the right thing?”

I give her ass a swat. “You think you’re in charge here, but you’re wrong.”

“Am I though?” she asks as I toss her onto the bed.

I start stripping and she props up to watch.

She licks her lips. “Because this is going exactly as I planned.”

Once I’m naked, I reach into the bedside table, pull out a condom, and roll it on. Then I climb up over her, bracing myself so I can look down at her. “It’s going exactly as I planned.”

She grins. “Well maybe it’s a really great thing that we both have the same plans now.”

I lean in and kiss her deeply for long, delicious seconds. Then I lift my head, drape one of her legs over my shoulder as she gives a surprised and delighted gasp, and then I slide home in one long, hard thrust.

We both groan.

“For the record,” she says breathlessly as I pump deep. “I didn’t come with my fingers or with your tongue.”

“I’m aware,” I tell her, thrusting hard.

She moans. Then says, “Okay just making sure you’re keeping an accurate count.”

I pick up the pace, working us both closer to an orgasm. “I’m keeping a very accurate count.”

I see the sly little smile on her face as she arches her neck, and her pussy tightens around me.

“Exactly. As. Planned,” she pants.

“Yes, Harlow,” I tell her sincerely, as I feel the start of her orgasm and know mine is only seconds away. “It is a really great thing that we have the same plans now.”

CHAPTER 26

HARLOW

“I don’t want to go.”

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