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“Fuck, Quinn,” I muttered, dragging my thumb through her slick folds. “Do you know how pretty you look with my cum all over you?”

Her hips jerked at my touch, a soft moan escaping her lips. I didn’t give her time to think, lowering my head and running my tongue over her.

She cried out, her hands flying to my head as I tasted her. Sweet, salty, addictive. A combination of us both. I couldn’t get enough, couldn’t stop the way I groaned against her, the vibrations making her whimper.

“North,” she gasped, her voice barely audible. Her hips bucked, and I gripped her thighs tighter, pinning her down as I licked and sucked, my tongue flicking against her clit.

Her moans grew louder, her breaths shorter, and when I slid a finger inside her, it didn’t take much for her to shatter. Her whole body shook, her cries muffled by the stillness of the night. I didn’t stop until her legs trembled and her grip on my curls loosened.

I pulled back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as I looked down at her. Her cheeks were flushed, her chest heaving, and her eyes half-lidded.

“Think you can handle more, rabbit?” I purred, clutching my slowly stiffening cock. Her gaze snapped to mine, and for a second, I thought she’d smack me. Instead, she sat up, her cheeks burning.

“Wait,” she said, her voice soft. “I… I want to taste you this time.”

Her words caught me off guard, but I recovered quickly, leaning back on my haunches.

“You want to suck my cock, rabbit? Think you can handle it?” I challenged, my voice rough with arousal.

She nodded before pushing me onto my ass and kneeling in between my legs, her hands trembling as she reached for my cock and pumped it. I’d already cum once, but it didn’t take me long to harden with her attention.

I honestly wasn’t expecting her to go ahead with it. Girls normally hated the taste of cooling jizz while they were busy sucking dick, and my cum from earlier was dripping along my length as she took it in hand and took a deep breath.

The vulnerability in her movements sent a jolt of something unfamiliar through me, but I shoved it aside, focusing on the way her small hands wrapped around my cock.

When she took me into her mouth, I swore under my breath, my head falling back. She was inexperienced, awkward even, but the effort she put into it—her soft gasps, the way her tongue flicked against me—had me gripping her wet hair in my fist, my control slipping.

“Fuck, Quinn,” I muttered, my voice low and raw. “You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?”

Her gaze flicked up to mine, her cheeks flushed as she took me deeper. I groaned, my hips bucking slightly, but I held back, letting her set the pace and doing my damndest not to wreck it. Her small hands wrapped around my cock, still sensitive from my release, and I let out one low groan after the other as she sucked on my crown then pulled off.

Her lips parted, soft and warm as they closed around me, and I swore under my breath, using my hand on her head to help her bob along my length—it was enough to drive me to the edge all over again.

“Fuck, Quinn,” I muttered, my voice raw as I guided her movements, my hands firm but gentle. “You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?”

Her eyes flicked up to mine, wide and uncertain, but there was a fire there too. And that was all it took before I lost control and shoved my dick down her throat.

The sound of her choking sent me over the edge and I pressed more of myself into her and demanded in a rough growl, “Fucking swallow, rabbit.”

I couldn’t stand the thought of anything else.

Thankfully, she did. Her eyes were watering, and her nose was bumping against my pelvis but her throat worked me like a goddamn dream.

“Fuck!” I shouted, banging my fists on the ground to keep from hurting her. She pulled back on a ragged gasp then, and I should’ve felt like a dick for doing what I did, but I didn’t.

Then she pulled my sensitive head into her mouth again, and I was seeing stars as she flicked her tongue across my slit.

“Enough!”

When I finally pulled her back, both our chests were heaving. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her cheeks flushed as she met my gaze with surprising boldness.

“I didn’t think you had it in you,” I said, unable to catch my breath. She could fuck a man up with that mouth of hers.

“Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think,” she shot back, her tone shaky but defiant.

And fuck, if that didn’t make me want her all over again.

Chapter 10

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