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“Be open with me. If you want something, then ask. If it’s something I’m not into, that doesn’t mean we can’t do it. Right now, we’re making you feel good, not me.”

“No, I was just going to ask you to use your mouth and maybe go a little faster with your fingers,” she blurted out. I rolled my tongue around her nipple and blew cool air on it, making her squirm as I picked up the pace.

“You want me to eat your pretty cunt until you come on my tongue, baby?”

Her breath hitched, and I smirked. I was enjoying learning what she liked, and it seemed a filthy mouth was one of them.

I dragged my lips down her chest and stomach, pulling her legs over my shoulders once I was comfortable. I kissed the inside of her thigh, licking a path back to her center and pushing two fingers deep as I rubbed her clit with the flat on my tongue.

She whined, lifting her hips to encourage me deeper, but I didn’t go harder until she was begging me to. The last thing I wanted to do was scare her off.

Her thighs squeezed my head as she got closer, and her fingers were gripping my hair hard enough that she was definitely pulling strands out. The fact I could hear her despite her thighs pressing firmly against my ears meant she was being extremely loud.

She was grinding furiously against my mouth as she chased her release, a growl of frustration leaving her. “It’s right fucking there! I need more.” I loved that she was losing it enough to curse.

“I’ve got you,” I mumbled. “Harder?”

“I just need more,” she choked out, jerking as my tongue teased her clit. She was so sensitive, it wasn’t going to take much to push her over the edge. I added a third finger, moving faster and harder with my hand. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

She almost shot off the bed when I sucked on her clit, her pussy gripping my fingers like a vice as my name rolled off her tongue between more curses. I kept going, her muscles locked tight as she tried to push my head away.

“Riley, oh my god, stop!”

I eased off, waiting for her to relax before going again and forcing a second one out of her. My hand was soaked, and I licked it clean with a smile as I climbed up her body to find her panting.

“You know I’m only warming you up, right?”

Her eyes almost bugged out of her head, and her voice was squeaky. “Are you joking?”

“No,” I said with a chuckle. “I’m fucking you until you pass out.”

She seemed to consider it for a moment, her eyes brightening. “Can I do it to you again? Do girls actually do the scissors?”

“Do girls scissor?” I repeated correctly, making her nod. “Yeah. Why? You want to?”

“Not right now, but maybe next time. I like what we’re doing at the moment,” she replied, reaching out to grab the back of my neck to pull me down. “I definitely want to kiss you again.”

I didn’t argue. I wanted to kiss her again too.

* * *

I woke up to my body tingling and a wet tongue on my clit, a groan leaving me. I threaded my fingers through Luna’s tangled hair, her tongue eagerly licking and sucking at me until my bones turned to jelly, leaving me breathless.

I lifted the blanket to peer down at her, her body climbing up mine as a satisfied smile spread across her face. “Morning.”

“If you’re going to wake me up with orgasms, you can stay over every night,” I joked, cupping her chin to drag her down for a kiss. “Morning, baby.” She completely melted against me, straddling me and rubbing her hot pussy on my skin. “Shit, no more. If we keep going, we’ll never get out of bed.” I laughed, giving her one more kiss before sitting up and keeping my arms around her to stop her escaping my lap.

Her cheeks were pink, and I could see the uncertainty flash across her pretty eyes. “Am I supposed to take you out for breakfast or something?”

I rolled my eyes, running my fingers up and down her spine. “No. We can go out for breakfast if you want though.”

“Can we start with coffee, then figure the day out?”

“Of course. C’mon, get your cute butt out of bed and cover it up before I bend you over the bed and fuck you so hard you squirt all over the floor.” I winked at her before her mouth dropped open.

“Riley!”

“What? You don’t think I can make you squirt?” I asked with fake offense. “I’ll hold a vibrator against your clit while I slam my fingers into you. I bet you’d gush all over the place.”