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Sadie nodded, and I handed him over where he proceeded to lick her face clean. She giggled and squirmed and giggled some more.

“Hey! Paws off! I haven’t even had the chance to do that yet,” I teased, and Sadie’s cheeks turned pink. “C’mon, let’s take him outside before he pees on you. Then maybe we can Netflix and chill? Are we still saying that?”

Sadie burst into laughter, and the sound filled me with happiness.

CHAPTERFIVE

Sadie

“Have you ever touched yourself before?”Arlo’s large hands gripped my waist, his fingers sinking into my juicy curves he loved so much. We were up in his bedroom now, the room warm and cozy.

I bit my lip and shook my head.

Arlo growled as he moved his hands lower. “Never?”

“No.” My cheeks flamed hot. I cast my eyes downward, and my breathing picked up speed, as did my heart.How embarrassing. He’s probably experienced, and here I am, without a clue.

“You’re killing me, woman,” Arlo growled again, and my pussy throbbed like it never had before. My panties were wet, and my body buzzed, and it was all so intoxicating and overwhelming, hot as fuck, and scary.

“I’m sorry I’m not experienced.”

Arlo looked at me like I’d grown another head. “Sorry? Are you crazy? You’re fucking perfect.” And then his mouth found mine, and down, down, down, I fell into his kiss. Swept away by it all, the moment, him, and his superb kissing skills, my hands found his shirt and held on tight as he rocked my fucking world.

His hands roamed all over as our tongues danced together, small moans escaping my throat, noises I’d never heard myself make. When Arlo broke our kiss, we were both left out of breath.

“Holy shit,” I breathed.

Arlo cupped my cheeks with both of his hands, and his eyes searched mine. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? I want to make sure you’re comfortable.”

“Yes. I’m sure. I’ve never felt more ready.”

Arlo didn’t waste another second. He lifted me off my feet and gently placed me down on his large bed. He stood and undressed in front of me, slowly peeling one piece of clothing off at a time.

My mind went haywire as my eyes drank in every inch of his muscular body. I imagined, no I knew, he’d look good under his clothes. But the reality was even better—Arlo looked like a Greek god, too good to be true.

He climbed onto the bed wearing only his boxer briefs. “After I undress you, I’m going to lick you from head to toe.”

I squeezed my legs together and drew in a shaky breath.Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit…

Arlo sure was a man of his word. Not only did he remove all of my clothing except my panties, but he licked every, and I meanevery,inch of my skin. When he settled between my legs, he looked up at me and grinned. “Get ready for the best ride of your life, baby.”

Thoughts were long gone, and all I could manage was a measly head nod. Arlo dipped his head low and kissed my pussy over my panties before sliding them to the side and swiping his tongue through my hot flesh. I nearly bucked off the bed, the pleasure intense.

Arlo proceeded to remove my panties with his teeth, and as soon as they slipped down my leg, his mouth found my sweet spot, and he sucked hard on my pussy. He spread me wide open, and his thumb flicked along the part he just sucked on. My legs shook. “This little sensitive nub right here? It’s your clit, and it’s one of the ways you can orgasm.”

No wonder it felt so good.

“Let me do the honors of giving you your first one. With many more to come.” He grinned up at me, and my heart melted. I didn’t deserve this. I didn’t deservehim.

But the thoughts were quickly replaced by intense pleasure, and I couldn’t focus on anything else.

So good. So good. So good.

Pleasure built and built until it crashed down over me. I cried out, not expecting the feeling to be so damn mind-blowing.

“Wow,” I whispered to myself as Arlo kissed his way back up to my face, and when his mouth landed on mine, I tasted myself for the first time. A mix of salty and sweet, an unexpected taste I kind of didn’t mind.

His hard cock pressed against the inside of my thigh. I reached down and slipped my hand underneath the waistband of his boxer briefs. I couldn’t even wrap my hand all the way around him, that’s how thick he was and as I moved farther down, the length was pretty damn impressive too.

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