Page 150 of First Chance

“I don’t deserve you, Jo. I never have deserved an ounce of anything you’ve given me. But if you want me to make love to you, it’d be an honor. I’d cherish the privilege for eternity.”

“I know you would,” she whispers, kissing me deeply.

“I’ll make it special, I’ll take care of you.”

“I know you will.” She giggles.

I swallow thickly, painfully. “When do you leave, exactly?”

“The morning after my birthday.”

“Well, until then, you’re mine.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

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“Jackson and the lawyer will be here in an hour.” The words are whispered against my neck, and it stirs me awake slowly.

The kiss that lingers there is what forces my eyes open.

“What time is it?”

“Nearly 6 o’clock.”

“Mmm, so dinner time.”

“I guess.” She shrugs.

“Come sit on my face.”

She gasps, “What?”

I throw the pillow away from under my head. “Straddlemy face with your sexy thighs and let me eat your pussy.”

“Lochlan, I can’t…”

“I can’t lay on my stomach and give you the proper treatment, darlin’. Don’t let me starve until your birthday.” I reach down as far as I can and palm her ass, squeezing it roughly.

“Okay,” she utters breathlessly, crawling up the bed, slowly. She’s not trying to be sexy but she’s damn effortless at it regardless.

“Are you sure this won’t hurt?”

No. “Yes.”

“Nightgown on or off?”

“Off. I want to watch your tits bounce.”

Her cheeks flame red as she pulls the silk over her head. I’m going to miss her bed attire.

“Grab the headboard.”

She grabs a hold of it and swings her leg over my head, putting her perfect cunt right over my mouth.

“Now, sit.”

“But…”

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