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“How do you know?”

“Am I wrong?”

She shakes her head.

“You haven’t been with anyone since you lived here,” I tell her. “And you’ve only been to the doctor’s once, last May when you had strep. If you were on birth control, I’d know.”

“Kane has you stalking me now?”

“No. I pay attention, Kiley.”

Worry lines form on her forehead.

“And this has nothing to do with your brother. Even if he warned me away from you, I don’t think...” I cup her face and kiss her. “It wouldn’t matter.”

Her bottom lip pulls between her teeth. “It’s not fair.”

“What?”

“I’ve come twice now, and you haven’t.”

“I’ve waited this long. I can be patient.”

“I want to please you. Can I…?”

“Can you what?”

She licks her lips, and I groan. “I want to taste you.”

“Fuck,” I growl. “How the hell do I say no to that?”

The smile she gives me lights up her face and she pushes at my chest until I’m on my back, then starts to pull at my pants, rolling them over my hips. My cock springs free when she releases it from the confines of my boxer briefs, the head engorged and aching to be inside her.

And I make a mental note to go to the store this morning to get a box of condoms. Because there’s no way I’m going to last another day without being inside of her. The need that tears through me is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.

“God, I want you,” I groan.

She pushes her hair back as she kneels over me, her pink tongue licking her lips, eyes widening as she takes in my size. When her lips part and she takes me into her mouth, a deep, primal groan rumbles from my chest.

“So good. My god, that feels fucking amazing, Kiley.” I tangle my fingers in her hair as her head bobs over my cock, her tongue swirling expertly over the head. My balls are so tight, I can feel the eruption that threatens, and I know I’m not going to last long.

I’ve had too many fantasies about this.

But none came close to watching her suck my cock, those brilliant blue eyes glancing up at me, filled with pleasure.

This is heaven. And I’m about to lose myself in the pleasure of it.

“Kiley,” I hiss as her strokes become firmer, her mouth caressing the engorged head. My thighs burn, my muscles so damn tight. Her tongue licks at the underside of my head, and I can feel the cum building in my balls. “Going to come,” I groan, warning her.

She keeps sucking, eyes never leaving mine.

And I can’t hold on any longer.

I come harder than I ever have, my orgasm exploding through me, rocking me to the very depth of my soul. She swallows me with a low moan. And for a moment I can’t move.

I’m done.

Demolished.

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