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I wanted to rest my head against that six-pack. Suddenly, he pushed me up and away. What the hell?
    He stood and pulled his shirt over his head, and then he kicked off his shoes along with his jeans. I swear I was fucking salivating. His body was a masterpiece. Every single inch of him was flawless, ripped from stern to stem. Muscle packed on top of muscle. His physique wasn’t body builder big, just lean and cut. His innie belly button sat snugly right above his indented V. And I had vastly underrated the size of his cock, because with him naked, it looked much larger and currently was pointing west—right at me.
    Joey pulled me off the sofa and forced me to my knees. Oh, he was one of those . Domineering and controlling.
    I grasped his cock firmly and began stroking it as I nibbled across the head. His moans and groans motivated me. Once I began tracing my tongue around his sack, I knew he was lost. I felt his balls scrunch up and get rigid, and I knew it would only be a matter of time before he lost his load. College and high school boys had that in common. I could go for thirty minutes at least until my jaw began to ache. If they were tiny, I could squeeze out an hour. If they were man-meat, sometimes fifteen minutes. There were instances I barely got started and they would come. I haven’t a clue why they called the act foreplay. To me, once they came, my job was complete. It was over. Finished. At least I was.
    “You have to stop. I’m gonna come.”
    I stopped sucking briefly to contemplate his words. Joey Miles didn’t want to come in my mouth? I pulled back, allowing his dick to fall from my lips. “Okay, but isn’t that the point? How could you not want to come?”
    “Oh, I want to come, baby, but not in your mouth.”
    I was still confused. Maybe he wanted to ejaculate on my boobs. I watched as he backed away and helped me up off my knees. Ow. Rug burns. Again.
    “I wanna fuck you,” he said as he crushed me into him. His cock was at full mast and slick with my saliva as it pressed into my stomach. My tank top had risen up, so it was resting against my bare midriff. I hadn’t been like this with anyone. I’d never allowed dick-to-body contact—never encouraged it. But having Joey Miles naked. Yum, that was something to celebrate. His warm breath nuzzled my ear. The sensations going through my body now were definitely foreign. I felt hot and flushed. There was an ache below my hips. My thighs were wet, and I could feel a pulsating between my legs. Not the same sensation I got when I had a cock in my mouth—these were different. I almost wanted to touch my forehead to see if I was feverish, but this was my body reacting to his.
    “This isn’t a la carte. I don’t do sex with a side of blowjob,” I uttered, unable to break eye contact.
    He chuckled as his cock responded to my words. It clearly jumped. “There are a million ways I could change your mind. I know you want me.”
    Bastard was arrogant as hell. But it was true. I did want him. I’d thought about this moment many times and never dreamed about it being like this. Not exactly the way I’d envisioned losing my virginity. Giving it to Joey Miles, well, that was like being boarded by the mother ship, but doing the deed during my period—not my idea of a romantic interlude.
    “Well, you’re going to have to settle for a blowjob because sex is out of the question. It’s that time of the month,” I said with a cocky smile. I assumed, regardless, men would flee from the thought of banging some chick during her cycle. Of course, there was always room for error.
    Joey looked thoughtfully at me as he traced a path from my midriff to my boobs. My nipples became stiff little peaks of pleasure as I sucked in a groan. “A little bit of blood never hurt anyone. I see it all the time on the field,” he said as he squeezed in closer.
    Well, fuck me. Now I was freaking out. Jesus, my first time and it would be akin to a slasher movie. He had no