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mouth, and this seems to be the way to do it.
    “Hands, Zoey,” he grunts, and it sounds like he’s holding his breath.
    I bring my hands up to his cock, one goes to the shaft and the other to his balls. He’s so hard, yet his skin is so warm and soft. The delicate ridge against my tongue feels sexy. I move the hand on his shaft in time with my mouth, and he immediately responds to that, giving me more cum, growling as he does so. I lightly massage his balls with my other hand, feeling them draw up as a few more drops of cum hit my mouth.
    “Fuck. I can’t last.” His hands tighten in my hair, and he goes to pull me off of him. “Zoey, come off, baby. I’ll cum in your mouth if you don’t.”
    He tugs at my hair again, but I just grip him tighter and suck him deeper, not letting him take his cock away. I want him to lose control like I did with him.
    “Goddamn, baby. I’m cumming.”
    His thighs lock up as his cum hits the back of my throat. I drink it down, sucking all of him up and making sure I don’t spill any. He’s moaning so loudly, and I love the sound. I love that I was able to do that to him. I feel so powerful at being able to get him off, and it’s nice to know I can return the pleasure to him in some way.
    When he’s finished cumming, I take my mouth off his hard cock and give it one last kiss on the tip. He jerks in response, and I smile up at him, seeing his eyes are half-closed.
    “I think I saw stars,” he says, and it makes me smile.
    “That was good?” I ask as he pulls me into his lap. I like that I pleased him.
    “There’s not a word to describe it. So much better than good , cupcake. Perfect.” He grabs the back of my head, pulling me in for a soft kiss that I hate to pull away from.
    “I think the food is burning.” I know he seems to hate that I can distract him like that, but I love that I can do to him what he does to me.
    “Shit.” He jumps up and places me back on my chair before rushing over to the stove. He pulls a pan off and mumbles something about a distraction .

8
Drake
    W hen I finish cleaning up after our meal, I go to the bar and put Zoey back in my lap. I had to recook everything, but I didn’t mind because it gave me a chance to watch her work as she watched me cook.
    “Tell me what you’re working on,” I say, leaning in and kissing her neck.
    “I do data research for a couple of firms in and out of the country, oh, God, that feels good. Right there.”
    I smile against her skin “What was that?”
    “Your mouth is very distracting. Don’t stop. I’ll keep talking.”
    I continue to kiss her as she wraps her arms and legs around me.
    “Essentially, I collect financial information on people. Sometimes I’m hired by the government, and sometimes I’m hired by bad guys.”
    I tense at her usage of the term “bad guys.” “What do you mean by that?”
    “It’s nothing really. I just take on cases I like. If I find something interesting, I do that.”
    She says it so nonchalantly. I’m not sure she understands the dangers of working for criminals when it comes to money.
    “Cupcake, don’t you think this could have something to do with your stalker now?”
    She looks at me and cocks her head to the side as if contemplating it.
    “No. I’m careful.”
    Just as I’m about to open my mouth and ask her some more questions, I hear the alert go off on my phone. I jump up, taking Zoey with me as I go to the other side of the counter and grab it.
    Before Zoey walked in on me, I set up some things in her apartment. Hidden cameras, motion sensors, the works. If someone entered the apartment, I could monitor it. I had the alert set up on my phone.
    I carry Zoey over to my laptop and set her down on the counter beside it. I open it up, put in my passcode, and wait a second for all the security cameras to come up to speed.
    “That’s my home,” she says, leaning over and watching with me.
    “Yes. It looks like someone got inside. The front door was