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“Kiss me, Joey.”

As soon as the words were out of my mouth, his lips sealed onto mine.

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Chapter 25

Joey

Her mouth was hot and wet, open for my assault. We were kissing with an urgency that was completely unnecessary. We had three days of nothing ahead of us. We didn’t even have to leave this room if we didn’t want to. We could kiss languidly through the heat of midday, straight into the cool evenings if we chose. But we weren’t. We were devouring each other. Drowning in each other.

I loved every minute.

Gabriella was a greedy kisser. She kissed with her lips and teeth and tongue. Her fingers tangled in my hair, her hips ground against me, and her legs locked around my thighs. I kissed her harder, pressing, groping, tugging, and she practically climbed me.

“We can slow down,” I said between hard, open-mouthed kisses.

“Yes,” she said, gasping when I bent my head to claim her breast, shoving aside the pretty lace bra.

“We don’t have to rush.” I unclasped her bra, so her breasts spilled out.

“Yes.” She arched into my hand. Her breathing was so ragged she could hardly get the word out.

I cupped her glorious breasts, filling my hands with their soft weight. She was perfect. Her breasts were just the right size, exactly what I wanted. I sucked her nipples until they were slick little buds against my tongue, then I got to my knees and kissed a path along her soft belly to the cleft between her legs. I kept my touch light, a teasing coax, reveling in the fact that this wasn’t our first time, and I knew what she liked. Although, I still didn’t know all her secrets. An eager student, I wanted her to teach me everything.

“Que linda,” I said, directing my words to the pink petals of her pussy hidden beneath the nest of her soft curls.

Her thigh quivered against my cheek as I nestled closer to the heaven between her legs. I pressed soft kisses to her inner thigh, and she relaxed inch by inch as I licked, nipped, and nudged my mouth closer to what I wanted. What we both needed.

“That’s it, baby,” I murmured, dragging my tongue through her slick, wet heat.

She trembled and cried out. I pushed my tongue past her succulent folds, tasting the honey cream of her arousal. I sucked her clit between my teeth. The tight bud swelled against my tongue, and I sucked harder, until she writhed against me, her fingers fisting painfully in my hair. I flicked my tongue over her just the way she liked it, and she cried out, coming for me almost immediately. She spasmed against my mouth as I continued licking and sucking every drop from her orgasm. I hadn’t wanted her to come so fast. I wished to make every moment of these next few days last forever, but I reminded myself not to worry.

I could make her come again, and I would.

When I let go of my hold on her hips, she sank onto the mattress. I pushed her down and crawled up her body, lavishing her satin skin with kisses. My cock was a hot, hard brand between us. She slid her hand down my stomach and wrapped her cool fingers around my dick.

I hissed, holding back the urge to ram myself into her fist like a horny teenager. One careful breath later, and I had myself under control. I reminded myself we could stay like this all night, touching and kissing, making love without a care in the world.

She pumped me harder, stroking me with her tight little fist, squeezing me at the tip and then sliding down my shaft in a quick motion that made my balls tighten.

“I want you in my mouth.”

I grinned, not too far gone with lust even as my dick swelled to tease my sweet girl. “You want mywhatin your mouth?” I asked, cocking my head at her.

She licked her lips, and my dick pulsed in her hand. A knowing look came into her eyes. It turned me on more than anything to see her realize her power. She was too sexy not to know it.

“I want this in my mouth.” She slid her hand down my shaft, using a bead of pre-cum as lubrication.

“Better,” I said, holding back a groan when her hand moved in long, lazy strokes, sliding up and down. “But not good enough.”

I kissed her collarbone, scraping my beard against her soft skin. When I thought about her lush lips wrapped around my impossibly hard cock, fire streaked through me. But I needed to hear her words. Needed to know exactly what she wanted. Why? I had no idea. Maybe it was a sick fantasy of hearing my boss tell me to do dirty things. I was a motherfucker for thinking that way, but I couldn’t help it. My mind got caught up in my own teacher fantasy. I remembered Caroline sucking me off that night at school, and I wished it had been Gabriella on her knees under my desk.

“Say it,” I said, my words like sandpaper against my raw throat. “Say you want my cock in your mouth, and I’ll give it to you.” I nipped her throat, just a little bite that wasn’t quite hard enough to leave a mark. She smelled good enough to eat, and she tasted even better. I rocked my hips, pushing into her hand. “Say it? Please?”

She blinked up at me, her eyes so dark with lust they were nearly black. “Joey, please.”

Although her tight, little hand on my cock was making it hard to think straight, I formed words. “Please what, baby?”

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