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moving with her, pressing easily against her mouth, seeking more…everything. Her hands raced over his cock, and he squeezed his thighs, holding her tight between his legs, never wanting this moment to end. With pressure building, coming to a peak, he began panting, taking deep quick breaths that pulsed through his body, firing every nerve.
    His cock swelled, and air ripped from his lungs as pleasure like he’d never felt before swamped him. Why the fuck was everything so much better with her? Shuddering in surrender, he gripped her hair to pull her away as his climax hit hard, but she refused to budge.
    Holy fuck.
    His composure vanishing, he let loose a growl, and she moaned in surrender as he released in her throat. The warmth of her mouth intensified his climax, and she stayed between his legs, drinking him in until he stopped pulsing. She eased back, and his body jerked, his cock ultrasensitive after that powerful orgasm.
    Working to keep his hands from trembling, he pulled her to him. He fell back on the bed, pulling her down with him, then repositioned them on the mattress, settling her beneath him. She smiled up at him, a gleam in her eyes, as her body softened under his. He took a deep breath to center himself and calm his pounding heart.
    “That was amazing, but you weren’t supposed to swallow,” he said, even though it was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced. “Why did you do that?”
    Her fingers glided over his shoulders, and his muscles bunched. Half-lidded eyes met his. “You’re giving me a lot of firsts, and I wanted to give you one, too. Besides, I liked it.”
    He rolled off her and pulled her close. She settled her head on his chest, and he wrapped an arm around her. “Yeah?”
    “Yeah. I think you’ve ruined me. I’m not going to be able to stop thinking about your cock.”
    His heart squeezed, and a flash of possessiveness moved through him. It was an honor to be her first. He was humbled that she’d gift him with her body and virginity, but Jesus, having her drink him in rattled him to his very core. There was some primal part of him that wanted to fill her with his seed, to leave his mark on her.
    “I can’t say whether I’d like it with another guy, but I liked it with you.”
    He pinched his eyes shut, not wanting to visualize her with anyone else. His fingers squeezed, wanting to beat the living shit out of any man who came within two feet of her. It was ridiculous, really. He couldn’t expect her not to use her newfound skills on some other guy. He felt a quick flash of panic and swallowed, struggling to fight down the rising jealousy.
    She trailed her fingers over his stomach, then swirled them around his nipple. He twitched beneath her touch. Needing to think about something else and dispel the image of her with another man from his brain, he redirected the conversation. “What’s with the ass play?”
    She chuckled easily, comfortable with herself now. “I read about it. Did you like it?”
    He twisted his face, and she laughed harder. “The jury is still out.”
    “Liar.”
    “Would I lie to you?” He ran his hands through her hair, dragging her impossibly closer.
    She snuggled in and lifted her face to his. “Thank you for doing this for me.”
    “Ah, thank you,” he returned, emotions thickening his voice. Her grin was self-satisfied, and he couldn’t help but laugh. “Look at you, all proud of yourself.”
    “I like being able to do that to you.”
    “Oh, do you now?”
    “Yeah.” She ran her hands through his hair.
    “Well then, feel free to do it anytime.”
    “Seriously though, Jack. I really appreciate all of this. It was a great night, and I had fun.”
    “Was?” He slid back over her. “What do you mean was? Do you somehow think it’s over?”
    She writhed beside him, her eyes lighting with curiosity. “There’s more?”
    “What kind of a gentleman would I be to walk away leaving you all hot and bothered?”
    “A sorry excuse for