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“Show me.”

He backed us up to the bed and sat on the edge. With my legs straddling him, I wasted no time in unzipping his jacket the rest of the way and removing the shirt he had on underneath. He did the same to me, peeling off each piece of clothing, adjusting our positions so we could take off our pants and shoes.

Once I was naked, I climbed down onto the floor, balancing on my knees as I gazed up at him.

My God, his cock was perfect.

Everything about him was.

Even the sounds that came out of him as I surrounded his tip and lowered down his shaft. I gripped the bottom half, the part I couldn’t fit in my mouth, and swiveled my hand around it.

“Fuck yes,” he roared, holding the back of my head, guiding me lower.

I took in as much as I could, rising to his crown, where I sucked the hardest.

Where I sucked like I wanted his cum on my tongue.

It was one thing to look at him when his face was between my legs. It was a whole different level of sexy to see the way he stared at me now, how