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Becca’s hands skim up my chest, and I swear a lightning bolt hits my groin as we deepen the kiss. My dick hurts, it’s so hard. The way her hands feel on my skin is pure enlightenment as she presses to her toes, jumping and wrapping her legs around my waist.

This is happening. Over a decade later, it’s happening.

I pull the band holding her ponytail, and her hair falls in distinct waves onto her shoulders. A smile tips at the corners of her mouth. “It’s time to pay you back.”

“What for?” I ask, feeling a lump in my throat.

“You said I owed you, and I want you to make me feel like I’m the only girl on earth.”

My heart leaps into my throat, unable to contain my emotions. I stutter, and my lips tremble. “I… don’t want you to feel like you owe me… for anything. I was j-j-joking at the beach.”

Her eyes narrow. “Are you nervous? I’ve never heard you stutter.” Becca’s fingers trickle through my hair.

“Yeah, I guess I am.” I press a featherlight kiss to her soft lips. “In my opinion, you’re the only woman on earth.”

We kiss until all the saltiness is gone from our lips, and I pull the string tied around her neck. Our chests are pressed together, and it isn’t until I move us against the glass door that our bodies separate enough for the bikini top to fall, getting caught by our middle, and revealing perfect breasts—pink nipples with just enough cushion and weight.

My thumb trails over her nipple, while our mouths crash together. She mumbles into my mouth, “Oh God, fuck me, John.” Satisfaction rolls through me as I think about how many times I’ve dreamed of her saying those exact words.

“Don’t say it unless you mean it, pretty girl.”

She wiggles until I put her down, letting the top fall to the ground, then shimmies out of her bikini bottoms. I step back, swallowing the cotton in my mouth. “You’re b-beautiful.” The white triangles around her tits and privates make her pale, butterscotch skin look bronze.

Just when I expect her to blush, she gives me a delicious, devilish smile and pushes my swim trunks down. Her smile widens when my dick pops out. A bead of pre-cum shimmers, ready for her.

“Can I?” she asks. Her voice is weak and strained.

A heavy, strained chuckle comes from my throat. “Do you really have to ask?”

When her chin drops, I feel like the gum on the bottom of a shoe. I know she didn’t have a good sex life with Dennis. God, I hate thinking about fucking Dennis when she’s naked and on her knees.

“Sorry, I just don’t know what you like or want.”

I lift her chin and stare into her dilated eyes. “I’ll take you on your knees every day of the fucking week, Bex.”

Her cheeks round, and my dick swells, but when her tongue peeks from her lips, my dick bounces toward her. When men say their dicks do the thinking, they’re not far off. Intimacy is instinctual. Our bodies know what to do. Where the brain comes in, is how far to take it? There’s a wide range of sex and kinks, and I intend to find out exactly what turns Becca inside out.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Becca

Aroused by his weight in my hand and the taste of the salty pearl drop, I feel my core tightening as I take John into my mouth. I hold the back of his thigh with one hand and hold the base while I get my rhythm.

“Fuck, Bex.”

Those words alone create a mini wave of arousal, leaking from my center. I need more so I move one hand to my clit and rub while I suck.

“You’re a dream.” He pulls my hair back. taking my mouth off his head. “Keep going.”

I can’t stop what I’m doing even if I tried. John’s watching me get myself off. He runs his head over my lips. “Don’t stop, gorgeous.”

My fingers move faster and faster. I lean back on my ass, releasing my feet in front of me as I rasp, “I’m coming.”

He pants as he strokes himself, and my legs squeeze together. John goes to his knees, lifts my ass up so the apex of my being is in his face, then he licks the juice from my body. “Better than imagined.”

He nibbles on my clit, pushing his fingers inside my body until I’m shaking once again. “Feels so good.”

“I’ll suck and lick you all damn day—a feast fit for a king.”