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I smoothed my hands along his chiseled ass cheeks as his lips fell to my pussy.

I slid his cock down my throat and moaned when his tongue grazed my clit. The sounds of the city below echoed up to us as I groaned around his dick. He hips rolled into me. His balls nestled against my nose every time I pulled him back down to my lips. I hollowed out my cheeks and felt him groan into my pussy, a sensation that rushed goosebumps down my legs.

He spread my thighs and lapped at me, causing my throat to open for him.

“That’s it. Oh fuck, Ana. Your throat is so warm. So good for me.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” I said around his cock.

He chuckled against my skin, kissing my thigh as he stroked my skin. His tongue explored my wetness. I felt him dip in and out of my pussy, teasing me to an edge I was tired of teetering on. His hips rolled languidly against my face as my hands tightened on his ass, the crescents of my nails marking his skin.

The second his tongue found my clit again, he soared me over the edge.

I bucked against his face as his fingertip played with the entrance of my pussy. My throat closed around his cock, and his hips stop. I dug my heels into the ground as I lifted my hips, my legs trembling and my pussy throbbing for him. Juices poured down my ass crack. I listened as he slurped me up. His tongue rushed up and down my entire slit, catching every drop of me as it fell from my body.

My hips dropped back to the blanket, but he didn’t stop.

“Tyler, it’s too much. Tyler, please. I can’t. I don’t know if I—”

“Give me another, Ana. Just one more.”

His finger slid into my pussy and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. My mouth hung open for his cock, and he fucked my throat as precum dripped down it. I was useless to him, motionless as pleasure coursed through my veins. I tasted him after so many years, and tears rushed to my eyes as I realized how much I had missed this. How much I had missed him. Suddenly, it all made sense: why I hadn’t dated since Brody was born, why I threw myself into work and kept myself out of the limelight, why I always took Kristi to conferences instead of anyone else.

I had been waiting for Tyler to come back so I could experience all of it with him.

My body took over and my hips began to buck. Another finger filled my pussy, and I lost my mind. I hollowed out my cheeks around his cock, and Tyler’s hips began to stutter. I felt his balls moving. I watched them pull up into his body as he moaned into my clit.

“Holy hell, Ana. Yes. I’m coming. Oh shit. I’m coming. Fuck!”

His tongue flattened out over my clit, and I raked myself along it. Threads of cum shot from the tip of his dick as he sank it down my throat. I swallowed him whole, gagging at the sensation as he filled my stomach. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and everything vanished. I met my end once again upon his lips.

Not even I could deny the passion that coursed through my veins when I fell back onto the blanket. Not even I could deny the heat of his words as that phrase still echoed off the corners of my mind.

Not even I could deny how happy it had made me feel to hear him say it.

Tyler pulled his cock away from my face as spit and cum dripped down my cheek. He cleaned me up with his tongue before he kissed my pussy lips. Then he moved off to the side and helped me sit up.

The world spun. The earth tilted on its axis. My head went falling to his shoulder as something soft hit my cheek.

“Here, let me get that,” he said.

He cleaned up my mess before gathering me in his arms, and I lay there against him as he supported us both. He wrapped his arms around me as we gazed out at the city from behind the Hollywood sign, my heart fluttering a thousand miles a second in my chest.

“Wow,” I said breathlessly.

He met me with a chuckle that caused me to smile.

“Wow indeed,” Tyler said.

“You think my car’s done?”

“Does it matter?”

“Probably not.”

“Then yeah, your car’s probably done.”

“Thank you for helping me with that, by the way.”

He kissed the top of my head, filling me with the strength I needed. As much as I wanted to stay there with him, I couldn’t. Kristi was watching Brody at my place and I had to get back. I stood on my wobbly legs and fixed my clothes. The last thing I needed was to look like a hot mess when I walked back into my house. Kristi would bombard me with all sorts of looks and stay until Brody fell asleep for all the juicy details.