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They’re sheer enough that I can see what’s underneath. Her pussy is smooth as silk, and I’m seconds away from having my mouth on her.

“You need to catch up,” she encourages me with not only her voice but a roll of her hand in the air. “Drop the pants.”

I kick off my shoes before removing my socks and pants in record time. All that’s left is for me to lose is my boxer briefs.

“These too?” I ask, hooking a finger under the waistband on each side.

“Not yet.” Her breath comes out in a rush. “Maybe I should sit down for that so I don’t pass out.”

My laughter fills the air. She joins in but stops abruptly once her hands land on the front clasp of her bra.

Since I want in on that, I close the distance between us with quick steps. I gently push her dress and shoes aside with my foot once I reach her. “Let me, Opal.”

She nods in understanding. “I’m on birth control, but you have protection, right?”

“Condoms.” I smile.“I have lots.”

Her eyebrows pop up. “Lots?”

“Let me put it this way,” I say while slowly unclasping her bra. “I intend to take advantage of every minute I get to spend with you tonight.”

Her hand slides over my bare chest. “I like the sound of that.”

As her bra falls to the fall, I stare at her breasts, noting how utterly perfect they are. “God, you are so fucking beautiful.”

Her hand trails lower toward my boxer briefs. “So are you.”

I follow her lead and glide my fingertips over the soft skin of her stomach. “I need five minutes right now to make you come, Opal.”

Her hand stalls. “You think you can make me come within five minutes?”

I can’t help but chuckle. “Okay, four minutes.”

She steps back a touch before she leans down to slide her panties off. “Do it.”

I don’t need to hear another word, so I drop to my knees and drape one of her legs over my shoulder. I can’t help but stare at her pink pussy. “Jesus, Opal.”

Her hands fall into my hair. “Three minutes and fifty nine seconds.”

I dive in. Flattening my tongue, I run it over her core, stopping to focus on her swollen clit. I gently flick the tip of my tongue over it, knowing it’s driving her wild.

She clings to me, yanking on my hair as she rocks against my mouth.

I cup her ass in my hands and give her everything I have. Licking, sucking, biting, and coaxing her to what will be her first orgasm of the night.

“Oh,” she whispers. “Oh, God. You’re so good.”

I want more than that. I want to be the best she’s ever had.

When I slide two fingers inside her tight pussy, she bucks hard against me, her voice coming out in barely more than a whisper. “Yes, please. Don’t stop. Do that.”

I do. I do that and more. I feel her clench around my fingers just as she cries out. It’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard, and all I want is to hear it again and again.

She rides my face through her orgasm, her fingers desperately threading through my hair, tugging on the strands. I don’t feel an ounce of pain, only more want than I’ve ever felt before.

I want her to feel nothing but pleasure.

I want her to come.