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I paused midstep.

“Take off all your clothes first.”

Slowly and meticulously, I slid the straps of my dress down my shoulders, letting the dress glide down the length of my body and pool at my feet.

“Keep going.”

I unhooked my bra, revealing puckered nipples, and shimmied out of my sopping thong.

“Come here.”

His raspy voice sent goosebumps over my skin.

I strolled toward him naked and barefoot. He offered me a hand and helped me lower myself onto the pillow.

We watched each other, our breaths a little shallow, and lust filled the air between us.

Sliding my palms up his fabric-covered thighs, I squeezed and molded the hard contours of his legs until I reached his belt. I pulled the leather from the loop and then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, caressing his hard cock underneath.

“Take him out.”

I followed his order, slowly freeing his cock from the confines of his pants.

The tip dripped with pre-cum, tempting me to have a taste. I licked the angry flared head, savoring his musky essence.

He fisted my hair. “Did I say to do that?”

I gave him a wicked grin and licked my lips. “No.”

“Stroke me the way I like. Then I’ll decide if you can suck my cock.”

“Like this?” I smirked and cupped his balls with one hand as I gripped the base of his erection using the other. I glided slowly and firmly upward and downward a few times, using the cum dripping down the side as lube.

“Yes,” he moaned, and his hold on me loosened.

“Or like this?”

I engulfed the head of his cock in my mouth and followed my fingers on their path downward.

“Oh, fuck. Sami,” Devin cried out, giving me a sense of satisfaction at taking him by surprise.

As I traced the thick vein on the underside of his hard cock, I peeked up and saw his head thrown back and eyes closed tight.

I let him hit the back of my throat and then swallowed in the way that drove him crazy.

A deep, guttural rumble erupted from his mouth. The sound of his pleasure made the slickness from my pussy drip on the insides of my thighs, and I rocked back and forth, squeezing my legs tight to relieve some of my need.

I bobbed up and down in the rhythm that I knew he enjoyed.

“You’re in so much trouble.”

Pulling off for a second, I asked, “Doesn’t that mean you want me to stop?”

He responded by cupping my face and bringing me back to his pulsing cock.

He took control, pumping in and out of my mouth. The feel of him using me for his desires pushed my body to scream for its own release.

I slid my fingers between my folds and strummed my aching clit.