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“You’re a smart girl. You’ll figure it out.”

I bit my bottom lip.

Earn it.I ran my hands up his thighs and gently cupped his balls. His cock twitched, pre-cum dripping from the tip. I opened my mouth wide and showed him my tongue, noticing the way his breath huffed out.

I licked the tip. Just a gentle lick.

His hands settled at his sides, flexing. I wound my fingers around the base of his cock, stroking him as I sucked the head, taking him deeper. All while maintaining eye contact and praying he’d fuck me.

It was all I wanted.

“Please,” I rasped between sucks. “Please take me with this cock.”

“Take you?” he questioned. “Such a romantic word.Taking.”

“Please fuck me with this cock.”

“Better.”

His praise encouraged me to keep going.

“Please breed my pussy with this cock.” Oh god.Had I really just said that?

Salt smiled. “Good. I like that.”

Before I had a chance to respond, he gripped my hair, sliding his cock in my mouth until he hit the back of my throat. My eyes rolled back, my pussy pulsing.

Maybe I was a cock slut.

Maybe this was what I’d been waiting for my entire life.

I sank into him, letting him use me, giving myself to him. I choked around him and he drew back, groaning.

“Stand up.”

I got to my feet and he pressed the button on the wall, turning off the shower. He dragged me into a kiss as he backed me out of the shower, water dripping from our naked bodies as we made our way back to the bed.

Suddenly I was falling back. I gasped as I landed on the bed, pushing myself back as he followed me, kneeling between my legs.

“Do you have lube?” he asked.

I shook my head. “No. I haven’t needed it.”

His expression flashed with surprise. “Not even for toys?”

“I… I don’t have any.”

“Seriously?” he grumbled. “How the fuck have you been masturbating? Just with your fingers? You need to treat this pussy better.”

I swallowed hard. “We shouldn’t need any, though. I’m really wet?—”

“Oh, I know you are,” he said. “But lube is still important. We’ll make it work. Spread your legs further apart.”

I felt a jolt deep in my stomach as I spread them further for him. The way he looked at me made me want to swoon, scream, and hide all at the same time.

Salt stroked himself. Water droplets clung to his smooth skin, from his broad shoulders to the V-line of his hips.

“Touch yourself. Show me how wet you are for my cock.”

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