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of reality for a little while. Seeing his hard cock tenting his jeans and his beautiful blue eyes devouring my tits when I felt like I was at rock bottom…well, YOLO, right?
    “Abby, what the fuck?” Senn exclaims, pulling me out of my daydream. The next second his hands are on my face, amber eyes wide. “Why didn’t you tell me I hurt you?”
    “Huh?” Is he trying to get me to admit that his big cock left me a little sore? Mums the word on that truth.
    “Your nose is bleeding,” he says before reaching past the curtain and then offering me a towel. I press it to my face and pull it away seeing it stained red. Well, shit. That’s embarrassing.
    “Did I hit you?” he asks, face full of concern. “Was I too rough?”
    “No, it’s just a random thing,” I tell him, the words muffled by the cloth on my face. “Like a change in air pressure or whatever.”
    “You sure?” he asks.
    “Uh-huh.”
    By the time I dry off, the red river has thankfully stopped. Senn and I quickly cross the hall before anyone else in the house sees us. And as soon as the bedroom door shuts, I yank his boxers down and sink to my knees. I need a distraction, and he’s a pretty big one.
    “No, Abby,” Senn says, reaching for my arms to pull me to my feet.
    “You don’t want a blowjob?” I ask, looking up, way, way up at his face since he’s enormous.
    He hesitates, frowning down at me. “I don’t want you bleeding all over my cock.”
    “My nose stopped bleeding,” I assure him.
    “Forget it,” he says, looking only slightly disappointed. He pulls my dress over my head and then he hefts me up to carry me the few feet to the bed. After lowering me to the mattress, he tugs on both of my thighs until my ass is almost hanging off the edge. Only when he drops to his knees on the floor do I realize his intention.
    “You don’t have to…” I sit up on my elbows to mildly protest.
    “Shut up,” he says before his head disappears between my thighs. “I wanna taste of Abby’s homemade lemon meringue pie.”
    “Oh God,” I moan, his naughty words reminding me of that night months ago and how freaking hot it was when he ate me out in the backseat of the taxi. My back arches off the mattress at the first swipe of his tongue along my pussy lips. Just a few words and one lick has me gushing all over his face. Senn doesn’t seem to mind. He laps up every drop, feasting on me like a starving man. I make loud, nonsensical sounds that probably wake the whole house. But right when I’m there, on the edge, ready to let go…he stops.
    “Please, Senn,” I beg, sitting up to push his head back down shamelessly. I fucking begged him and I never beg for anything.
    “Say you love my cock,” he orders, his hooded amber eyes looking up at me from between my thighs. One of his thick fingers keeps teasing my clit with slow, gentle circles.
    “What? No, you big douche canoe!” I exclaim, flopping back down on the mattress.
    “You sure about that?” he asks, continuing to tease me with his fingertip.
    “Uh-huh.”
    His tongue flutters over my clit, and I bounce clear off the bed. “Please,” I gasp, holding his long hair in a death grip. Since he won’t lower his mouth, my hips lift to try and seek out his tongue on their own. My empty pussy clenches, and I cry out in desperation.
    “Say it,” Senn tells me, and then the asshole chuckles when the tip of his tongue sends my body into a convulsing frenzy again.
    I shake my head back and forth on the mattress in defiance. There’s some dignity still left in me.
    Two thick fingers are shoved inside me at the same time he swipes his tongue softly over my clit.
    “I love your cock, you arrogant jackass!” I cry out, and he thankfully sucks on my clit, giving me a grand finale. “Oh God! Ohhh !” And what a show it is. I see stars, rainbows, pink hearts, yellow moons and green clovers. Mmm, yes.
    “You good?” Senn asks sometime later with a chuckle. He apparently moved up beside