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But I want to try.

So I open and let him slide out of my mouth. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Christ,” he growls and rocks his hips, shoving his tip back between my lips. “Where’d you fucking come from?” His cock nearly leaves my mouth with every thrust.

I hum.

He shifts his grip on my hair until his palm is against the back of my head. Holding me in place. “So perfect. So fucking perfect.” His movements are getting choppy. I know he’s close. I’m so ready for him to be close. “Now be my good girl and start swallowing.”

My body is still buzzing, and his deep voice dances over my bare skin.

And I swallow.

His abs contract, and his shoulders hunch forward.

And I keep swallowing as his cock pulses against my tongue.

I don’t think about what I’m doing.

I don’t hesitate.

I just suck and watch him lose control.

And the sounds he makes…

I’m taking those with me.

I’m remembering them forever.

The hand behind my head flexes, pulling my hair, then it disappears, and I collapse, boneless, against the mattress.

Wow.

“Fucking hell, woman,” Luther half pants, half groans.

My chest is heaving as Luther drops down beside me.

And while we lie there, struggling for oxygen, I smile at the ceiling.

Because what a fucking night.

Chapter 14

Luther

I rollmy head to the side and look at her.

Tits bare. Soft skin on display. Smile on her lips.

I smile too. “I’m glad I decided to come in tonight.”

Kendra rolls her head toward me. “I’m glad I decided to stop in tonight.”

A lock of hair falls across her cheek.

I reach out and, letting my fingertip ghost over her skin, brush it off her face.

She holds my gaze, and I figure I might as well tell her now. “I’m staying here tonight.”

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