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I sink my fingers beneath the loose bun at the back of her head. “You’re perfect. I guarantee I’m going to come really hard and really soon. I also don’t care where. Neck, chest, face, mouth, tile—it’s all the same to me, all perfect because it’s you. Do absolutely whatever the fuck you want.”

She chews her lips, frowning. “I want to make you lose it. Tell me how?”

I gaze reverently down at her, my heart on fire. “Stop thinking so hard and eat my cock like you’ve always wanted to. I’m not an appetizer, baby. I’m your favorite main course.”

Her eyes glaze again, thick lashes fluttering as her breath quickens. Knowing she’s close to letting go, I give her hair a little tug.

“And rub that needy clit for me while you’re at it.”

With an eager whimper, she sneaks a hand between her thighs as she lowers her head.

This time she doesn’t hold back. And now that I know what she needs, I don’t hold back either. I give her my unrestricted moans and praise. My hand stays on the back of her head, my fingers tight in her hair, but I don’t guide her. She doesn’t need me to.

Evangeline devours my cock like she’s starving for it. Zero finesse. Sloppy as hell.

Abso-fucking-lutely perfect.

It’s beyond a doubt the best blowjob of my life, and my body knows it. Telling pressure builds fast in my spine. My fingers and toes tingle in warning.

“Fuuuck,” I grit out. “Make a choice, baby.”

Her eyes roll up to mine, fierce despite the tears leaking from the corners. She squeezes her hand aroundmy base and takes me to the back of her throat. When she swallows around me, I’mdone.

The first pulse of euphoria is followed closely by a second, third, fouth. I come so hard, for so long, that my soul leaves my fucking body. My head snaps back, hitting the wall with enough force I see stars. The pain compounds the pleasure, making it unbearable, and my vision spirals into blissful white.

“Wilder? Wilder! Are you okay?”

I blink at Evangeline. Her worried face is sideways and right in front of mine, which makes zero sense until I realize I’m lying on the bench. Mist from the shower tickles my forehead and nose.

“Yeah,” I croak. “You have a little something…” My thumb swipes her chin, then her cheek.

As more brain function returns, I realize how pointless my efforts are. There’s cum in her hair. On the tip of her nose. In her eyebrows.

My stomach contracts. My cheeks tighten. I try—I really, really try—not to laugh. But it’s another wasted effort.

Evangeline’s worry makes way for rage. She punches my shoulder. “Goddammit! You cracked your skull on the wall and keeled over. I was about to call a fucking ambulance.”

I can barely breathe I’m laughing so hard. “I can’t… your eyebrows—it’s all over you.”

“Obviously,” she hisses. “You convulsed right out of my mouth and Jackson Pollack’d me as I was trying to grab you. Ugh. Whatever. I’m done playing nurse.”

She stands and turns toward the water. I sit up fast and grab her arm before she can escape.

“Fairy,” I cajole, tugging her between my knees. She sighs as I draw a pert nipple into my smiling mouth, flicking it with my tongue until it hardens before giving the same treatment to the other.

Her hands come to rest on my shoulders. “You scared me,” she whispers.

“I’m sorry.” Sliding my hands to her ass, I squeeze. Her back arches, fingers clenching. “I have a hard head—I’m perfectly fine. That was the best blowjob of my life.”

“Liar,” she says breathily.

My mouth is full, so I shake my head as I slip a hand between her legs. I tease with my tongue and fingers until she’s panting and circling her hips.

“Wilder,” she whines.

I release her nipple with a pop and look up at her flushed, beautiful, cum-speckled face. “You did so good,” I purr as I sink a finger inside her. Her body clenchesaround me, her breath hitching. “How much did you swallow?”

Her eyes flash. “Quite a fucking lot, thank you very much.”

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