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I’ve never been brought so close to the edge so quickly, not even with my super-strength vibrator.

“Not yet,” Mac says. He gets up and tugs my underwear down, tossing it on the floor with the rest of my clothes. He looks at my spread pussy like a starving man looking at a feast. “I changed my mind,” he rasps, bending down again. He hooks my calves over his massive shoulders. “I want to live right here.”

Chapter 26

Mac

She has no idea.

Shelby has no idea how much I’ve thought about doing this. That to be here, my face buried in her pussy, my senses filled with her, is almost too much to handle.

My cock strains so painfully against my jeans that the slightest brush of my crotch against the bed sends a jolt of almost over-the-top pleasure through me.

But it’s nothing compared to what Shelby’s pussy is doing to me. Each stroke of my tongue makes my cock surge. Each squeeze of her body around my fingers now dipping inside her, each gasp hitting my ears, is so fucking hot I’m going to lose it.

I have to make myself slow down when I sense her getting close to the edge again. She tugs at my hair, driving my face into her.

My dick is so hard I groan as I accidentally grind it into the bed once more.

But when Shelby wraps her legs around my head, I’m fucking done for.

“Shelby,” I rasp, lifting my head up. I don’t stop fucking her with my fingers. Even though it’s foolish of me because I’m already at the edge myself, I say, “I need to see you come.”

She nods.

“Look at me,” I say greedily. Despite my words, I do my best to dial in the last vestiges of my restraint.

Shelby’s eyes meet mine, and I drop my tongue, desperate to see her come now. I flick her clit with a speed I’ve been saving just for this moment.

Her eyes widen, her brows slant, and sharp cries come out of her cherry red lips as she comes.

And the moment she does, so do I.

I barely manage to keep going because I’m coming so hard, spilling myself into my jeans.

Fuck. Me.

Somehow, I don’t stop with my tongue and fingers. I need her to keep coming. Even if it blinds me. Even if it kills me.

Shelby bucks under me, a hand clamped over her mouth to trap her cries, and still, I keep my tongue moving. “Mac!” she exclaims. “Jesus!”

Finally she settles, and I give her clit one last bit of soft suction with my lips before rolling onto my back, breathing hard. I slide an arm under her thigh next to me, not wanting to break our connection.

“Mac,” she says. “Are you…do you want to stop?”

The reality of what just happened hits me then.

I swallow, then tip my head back to look up at her. She’s up on her elbows, and I have a gorgeous upside-down view of those spectacular tits; mostly the underside. I want to see those over me. I want to see her gripping the headboard while she rides my face. But I might have blown my chance, because I’ve lost it like a goddamned teenager.

I tip my head back down. “I, uh…” This is so fucking embarrassing. I scrub a hand over my face. “Yes. I mean no. But I need to have a quick shower.”

A beat passes. “Oh.”

I sit up, setting my feet on the floor while I run my hands through my hair. I debate just staying, making her come again. That would be my fucking pleasure. But my junk slips uncomfortably in its mess when I move. Nope. “Sorry, I, uh…”

“Are you okay?” There’s a pause, then she says, “Oh. Did you not enjoy that?”

I twist around, grabbing for her hand. “Shelby. No. It’s not that.”

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