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“Fuck woman, where did you learn that?”

How did I live without her in my life? She’s better than I remember and believe me, my memories of her played over and over in my head since the day I left her behind. Hers was the face I saw whenever I jacked off in the shower. Hers was the face I saw whenever I was with another woman. This memory zaps some of the pleasure.

Brigit releases me with a pop. “Hey, where did you go? Was I not doing it right?”

I run my hand over my face and shake my head. Laughing at what an idiot I am. “You were doing it perfectly. I’m sorry. I just realized how much I’ve used you over the years and I feel like a fucking pervert.”

She stands up and places her hands on my chest. “I don’t understand. How could you have used me when I was in Boston and you were here?”

I shake my head and pull her against me, unable to face the judgement that’s coming. “I remembered how many times I jacked off to memories of you. But I also remembered how many times I fucked a woman but thought of you. I just feel like a perverted asshole.”

She stiffens, then pulls away. I look at her, expecting to see disgust. But do I see a smirk? “First, you’re my perverted asshole. I expect you to make it up to me by giving me a gazillionorgasms. Second, why would you feel bad about thinking of me? Makes me want to preen, knowing that my image has been stuck in your head all this time. After you left me in Boston, I thought you came back here and forgot about me. Knowing you didn’t? Well, can’t say that doesn’t make me feel a little smug.”

“Smug?”

“Smug,” she says with a nod. “Now, where was I?” She moves to slide back to her knees, but I stop her. Slamming my mouth against hers, I devour her. My dick’s harder than diamonds and wants release, but I don’t care. I need the intimacy of this kiss. When I come close to exploding between us, I end the kiss so we can both breathe. It takes several breaths before I can speak.

“If I’m supposed to give you a gazillion orgasms. I better get started.” I lift off her shirt and unbuckle her jeans as I toe off my boots. We undress and fall on the bed. I grab her and position her so she can still suck my cock, but this way, I get to taste her, too. Then it becomes a race to see who can get the other to cum first. I’m not too upset when we tie.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: BRIGIT

Damn the man. I’m trying to focus here. His magnificent dick almost slips out of my mouth when he sucks on my nub. In retaliation, I take him deep and hollow out my cheeks, causing his hips to jerk. Score one for me. But then he plays dirty by sliding his finger into my passage. I swallow around him just as he finds that perfect spot. Our bodies shimmy and shake in an orgasmic dance.

I giggle as I release his cock with a loud pop.

“You’re giggling?” He roars as he snags me around the waist and tickles me.

“Stop!” I screech, laughing harder.

“Don’t you know guys get a complex if their woman laughs while looking at his dick?”

I break free and straddle him. “I would never laugh at your magnificent dick.”

“Too right.” He grins at me while kneading my breasts.

“I was laughing because I’m happy.”

His grin widens. “Yeah? I’m happy, too.”

I lean down and kiss him.

His phone buzzes, which draws a snarl out of him.

“What?”

Feeling bratty, I shift so I can rub my pussy up and down his cock. He narrows his eyes at me as I feel him harden beneath me. Grinning, I speed up and watch his eyes roll.

“Is he okay?” The seriousness of his question stills me. I try to slide off, but he stops me. “Okay, I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Is everything okay?” I ask him when he ends the call.

He lifts me up before sliding me down his hardened shaft. “Now, it is.”

I open my mouth to ask him about the phone call, but a low moan escapes instead. Fuck, the man’s dick is a marvel. He uses his strength to lift and lower me as he powers his hips to slam himself deep into my core. In seconds, I reach the peak again and let myself fall.

He pats me on the butt as he shifts to move us off the bed. “Shower, and then I have to go.”

“Where are you going?” I ask as I follow him into the bathroom. He turns on the water and waits for it to warm up before drawing me inside.