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Because it’s what I want.He’swhat I want.

Cautiously, I take him all the way to the back of my throat and gag as his hips shoot off the bed.

“Oh Jesus, fuck, Mia,” he cries out.

His pleasure only urges me on. I want to pull my panties to the side and sit on him, taking his huge dick all the way inside me.

But more than that, I want him to finish in my mouth.

“Sweetheart, I’m not going to last another ten seconds with the way you’re sucking me so good.”

I release him with a pop, my confidence only growing with every moan that tumbles from his lips. “I’ve always wanted to know what you look like when you come.”

My mouth finds his dick again, and without having any idea if it’s good for a guy, I start to pump him as my hand and mouth work together in synchronization. He swells in my palm, and Iflick my eyes up to where Jessie braces his arms behind his head, clenching his jaw.

When he releases into my mouth, I don’t feel the disgusting urge to spit him out, like I did with the guy at the bar. I swallow every last drop of him, savoring the way he tastes.

With his jaw now slack, he watches the way I take him further down my throat, and when he shudders, I lick the tip of his dick, proud of the way I just made him feel.

I barely have time to register what I just did when he loops his arm around my waist, flipping me onto my back as he hovers above me.

“Did that not hurt you?” I say, my eyes on his bruises.

Kissing me passionately, he breaks for a second. “Like I said before, Mia, I’m used to these bruises. There’s also no better pain relief than feeling your body in my hands. And right now, I’m on top of the fucking world.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

MIA

Only a matter of weeks ago, I was wondering what it would be like to spend a night with Jessie Callaghan.

This morning, it’s no longer a fantasy. With his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into his chest, I’ve never felt safer or more wanted.

Sunlight fights to break through the gaps in Jessie’s bedroom blinds, and I let its warmth settle on my face. Just like that Sunday morning in my dorm, all I can hear is Jessie’s steady breathing, but this time, I can feel it, too, as it tickles the back of my neck.

“Turn around for me, Sweetheart.”

The gruff of his early morning voice shoots a delicious tingle through my body, reminding me of the way he kissed and nipped at my neck all night.

He wasn’t lying when he said I was cute for thinking his bed was for sleeping.

Slowly, I turn in his arms. At some point last night, his T-shirt that I was wearing landed on his bedroom floor, but nevermade it back to my body, leaving me topless and in only my panties.

“Morning,” I say with a stifled yawn.

Pulling the duvet from around my shoulders, Jessie exposes my breasts. They’re hardly award-winning, but just like that day in my bedroom, he drinks me in like they’re the sexiest thing he’s ever seen.

He offers me a sleepy smile that fires off butterflies deep in my stomach and leans in for a gentle kiss. “I gotta leave for practice in a half hour.”

Jessie pulls me closer to him, his hard cock pressing into my stomach.

Maybe I’m naive or perhaps still struggling to believe this is all real, but the question threatening to fall from the tip of my tongue must also be written right across my face when he pulls his head back from another soft kiss and tips my chin to look him in the eyes.

“Ask me, Mia.”

I chew on my bottom lip, suddenly feeling like a young schoolgirl. “The first time, when we were sneaking around, we never actually talked about what we were to each other, but this ti?—”

He rolls me onto my back, cutting me off with his mouth. His top half hovers over me, his fingers twisting and playing with my messy bed hair. His tongue feels warm and soft as it massages against mine with a deeper level of passion than any previous kiss we’ve ever shared.