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“Nghgghh.” She pulled more on my hair and I repeated the maneuver, sucking a little harder. She squirmed and moaned, and then she clenched on my fingers and almost yelled a long “Aaaahhhhh” as she came.

She wasn’t faking or being polite. With Katie and me it was just good.

I gave her another lick and slowly pulled out my fingers, cleaning them off in my mouth. I couldn’t see her face, just her breasts, still in her sweater, rising and falling, her hands now spread on her duvet. I pushed back up on my feet and looked down at her.

What an incredible sight. Even though none of the good stuff was bare. Her panties were wet and, I realized, pretty twisted. Her skirt was around her waist and her face was flushed, hair mussed up on her bed.

Her eyes fluttered open. A smile crossed her face. “Okay, I do care about what’s on the floor. When it’s you doing that.”

I crawled onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her neck. She wrapped her hands around my face, pulling me down for a long kiss, not caring that I tasted like her.

Her hands slid down to my chest and pushed up, then shoved me onto my back. I went willingly, ready for anything she wanted. She straddled my waist, my hard dick pushing against her ass.

Her eyes were sparkling as she looked down at me, cheeks flushed, biting her lip. Her hands moved over my pecs, and even with both of us clothed, this was great sex. The difference was the person, not the activity. I had to make sure I never lost this person again.

“So…” She paused, and my hands moved up her thighs. “I’m trying to decide on our next steps. Would you prefer me to ride you, like this, or a blow job?”

My dick got impossibly harder and my hips jerked, my whole body reacting to her words. My mouth opened, but I couldn’t make words. Her lips on my dick, or her pussy wrapped around it? How was I supposed to choose?

She ground onto my erection, grinning at my moan.

“If you can’t decide, I guess…”

I swallowed, trying to form words because I definitely wanted one of those.

“It’ll have to be both.”

Both? What—but she reached her hands down to pull off her sweater and I didn’t care. Anything she wanted to do was what I wanted.

She bared her top half. Then she inched back, sliding her hands under my T-shirt. I lifted my body to give her room to pull it off, and her eyes locked on my abs. Hours in the gym for the win.

She shook her head and tugged the garment off. She ran her hands over my pecs, through the hair on my chest, and I shuddered. Then she moved back, ass sliding over my thighs as she unbuckled my belt and pulled down the zipper of my jeans.

My dick almost ripped through my boxers. She ran her hand over it and I closed my eyes as I fought for control. She slid back, pulling down pants and underwear. Her weight left my body when she hit the edge of the bed, and I opened my eyes again to see her pull my socks off with the rest.

She moved her hands to her own waistline and unbuttoned her skirt. Eyes fixed on mine, she slid the skirt down, letting it fall. She pulled down the panties, let them drop to the floor, and waited.

“You’re fucking beautiful, Katie.”

A small smile lifted her lips, and then she put a knee on the bed, leaning forward on her hands. “I think we’ll start with a blow job. But you can’t come. Not till you’re inside me.”

“If you keep talking like that, I can’t promise.”

She reached out a hand for my dick, giving it a soft stroke. “You’re a professional athlete. I’m counting on your stamina.” Giving me an evil grin, she reached down and slid her mouth over me.

I was loud. No way I could hold back when Katie sucked me in. It was hot and tight and heaven. I fisted my hands in the cover on her bed, holding on and desperately trying to ignore the way my balls pulled up and sparks shot up my spine.

“Katie, fuck, your mouth…nrghh.”

I finally reached for her because she had to stop if she didn’t want me coming right fucking now.

She sat up, face flushed. “Ready for option two?”

I nodded, body shuddering. Seeing her like this was pushing me to the edge.

She leaned over, running her tongue over my abs and up my chest. I lifted my hands to her sides, smoothing over her ribs and landing on her waist. She gripped my nipple in her teeth and gave a tug.

“Katie!” She was killing me.

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