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the seam of her until he found her wet heat. Her mouth ripped from his as she threw back her head in a deep moan. When her hands started pulling at the snap of his pants, he knew that he was not going to make it. If she touched him, he knew he would come.
    Stilling her hand with his, Spencer lifted the gown around her waist and found her clit, hard and wet. He slid his fingers into her from behind with his other hand. Her sheath gripped him, liquid and hot. She pulled at his fingers even as he ran his other hand lower into her tight curls.

    “Come for me, O’Malley. Come for me and say my name.” He found her clit again and pressed his thumb over it even as his other hand fucked her from behind. “Come, O’Malley.”
    She stiffened and he covered her mouth with his to capture her release. She pressed hard against his hand as she came, riding him over and over. Even with his mouth over hers, he could hear her scream. Her face, beautiful when she looked at him, was amazing when she climaxed. He pulled back to look at her as she continued to pulse around his fingers and his body.
    When she looked up at him, her eyes were hooded and dazed-looking. She was lax in his arms; her legs now hung loose at his waist. He grinned down at her.
    “Hi, you’re beautiful, did you know that? I didn’t hear my name, O’Malley.
    You promised you’d say it in the throes of passion.”
    “There was a tongue in my throat. And you cheated. Maybe next time we can get there together. If there is a next time.”
    “Oh, sweetheart, there will be a next time—lots of next times.” He pressed hard into her and her moan made him realize how badly he wanted to come inside this woman, needed to be there. She responded by tightening her legs around him again and she rocked up against him. His cock ached to be released.
    “Grant, if you don’t have protection, this isn’t going to happen. At least not like we both want. Undo your pants. I want to hold you, feel you in my hand. I really need to taste you. Can I feel your cock in my mouth, Grant?” With her legs around him, he moved his hands to his pants and unsnapped them. Pulling down the zipper, his cock leapt out, a stream of pre-cum already dripping from the slit. Her hand wrapping around him made him jerk hard and more of his creamy liquid leaked from the tip.
    “I’m so close, O’Malley. Too close for much more touching unless you want me to come all over you.”
    “I don’t want you to come over me, but in me. I want to taste you, Grant. I want your cock in my mouth.”
    “Christ.” She never let go of him as her legs slid down his legs. He was panting so hard that he was dizzy with it. He needed to either slow down or it was going to be difficult to explain how he had come to be half naked and unconscious on her floor. But within seconds, it didn’t matter. Within seconds, he couldn’t think of anything. As soon as her mouth closed over him, he couldn’t have told anyone his name even if his life depended on it.
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    His cock was long and thick. Tasting his juices, she moaned deep in her throat, sending a vibration along his cock and making him moan again. He tasted so good; she knew that she was going to make him come even if she had work at it all night. But she didn’t think she would need to.

    Running her tongue along the heavy vein along his shaft, she followed it from the tip to the heavy sac at his groin, nipping gently as she went. She took one ball into her mouth and rolled it with her tongue then gave the other the same massage. When she made her way back up, she slid her hand up his thigh and gently fondled his balls, feeling them tighten and pull against his body.
    Wrapping her mouth over the purple, bulbous head, she moved her other hand up and down his shaft, using her saliva to make the ride smooth. His fingers wrapped around her head. He started to gently pump into her mouth.
    “Baby. I’m going to...Christ, Caitlynne, I’m coming.” His first hot jet