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That was when I decided I was going to blow his mind.

I took him into my mouth, stretching my lips around solid, warm flesh, and gave a good hard suck. The heartfelt groan that poured out of him made me feel amazing, and I repeated the move, only now I was bobbing my head, taking him deeper and deeper, relaxing my throat until I’d swallowed him to the root.

“Oh my God.”

Mind blown.

He shoved a pillow under his head, his eyes locked on mine. “Work the shaft with your hand.” I pulled free of him, spat into my palm, and curled my fingers around his cock, sliding them up and down, while I flicked the underside of the head with my tongue.

“Fuck, yeah, just like that.” He craned his neck to stare at me with gleaming eyes. “Suck my balls.” I took them into my mouth, one at a time, and he dropped back onto the pillow, a shiver running through him. He grabbed his dick. “Open your mouth, stick your tongue out.” When I complied, he smacked the head against my tongue.

I made sure to maintain eye contact, and that was the hottest thing ever, sucking on the head, our gazes locked, his chest heaving.

Toby shuddered out a breath. “Stand over there against the wall, facing it.”

I didn’t need a second invitation.

I placed my hands flat to the wall, my heart hammering, my ass tilted for the cock I knew was coming. I caught the tear of foil and thesnapof the bottle lid. He stood behind me, spread my ass cheeks with strong fingers, and slid inside me one more time.

DearLord, it had been a while.

I loved the change of angle, the way his pubes grazed my ass cheeks once he was all the way in. Then he grabbed my hands and brought them over my head, crossing them at the wrist and pinning them to the wall with one hand, while he reached for my cock with the other.

I groaned. “Do that, and I’ll come.”

His breath tickled my ear. “No, you won’t.” It felt more like a command than an assurance. He continued fucking me, slamming into me, our bodies smacking together. Then he filled me to the hilt and did a slow grind, rotating his hips as he stirred his dick inside me.

That was beyond amazing.

“Keep your hands there,” he instructed. He slid his to my hips and held onto me as he fucked me, yanking me back onto his shaft. “Like that?”

My only response was a series of grunts and moans, driven out of me with each thrust of his dick.

Then he grabbed my hands and pulled them behind my back. “This okay?”

His obvious care and concern touched me. “More than okay.” My cheek was pressed to the wall, my arms were held captive behind my back, and he was spearing into me, going deep every. Fucking. Time.

I was in heaven—until he held onto my wrists with one hand, and my throat with the other. He didn’t squeeze—he didn’t have to. Just feeling his fingers there was enough to have me harder than I’d been in a long while. Unable to move my arms, his hand cupping my throat…And then he let go of my wrists and reached around once more for my cock.

I was amazed I didn’t come there and then.

When he withdrew again, I wanted to scream at him toput it right back in there. Instead, he got onto the bed on his back.

“Ride me.” He squeezed more lube onto his gloved cock.

I clambered onto the bed and sat astride him, reaching back to guide him to where I needed him to be. I sank onto his heavy shaft, lower and lower, until at last my body sheathed him completely. I bent over to kiss him and he tilted his hips, staying deep inside me. Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto him, his cock going deeper than I’d thought possible.

I was so full of him.

“Lean back. Put your hands on my knees. I want to watch your cock bounce while I fuck you.”

I put my weight on my hands and rode him, my dick bobbing so hard, it smacked against my belly. I let go with one hand to reach for my shaft, and he knocked it out of the way.

“No. No touching.”

Oh my God.My heartbeat raced, my body tingled, and my belly quivered.

How does he know?