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from me. I’ve stunned her speechless. I love doing that. I can’t hold back the laugh that falls out my mouth but she narrows her eyes and lets out a little huff.
    “Babe, don’t look at me like that. Just ‘cause I’m a man, doesn’t make me completely oblivious. Everything you said, I already know. And none of it matters. I don’t give a shit. I just want you here.”
    She shakes her head in disbelief. Did she really think that I was going to say I didn’t want to live with her after that?
    “I promise I’ll try harder. But how can you be okay with all that?”
    “Because I love you.” I take her hand and pull her closer so she’s lying draped on top of me. “If I wanted a cook, or cleaner, or maid, I’d go hire one. I want a girlfriend. And someday a wife.” I feel her relax, and she smiles into the palm that’s cupping her cheek and kisses me gently.
    She pulls back biting her damn lip again, with that naughty glimmer in her eye that gets my dick hard.
    “So this girlfriend and someday wife, what would she need to do to be a good roommate?”
    Oh, shit.
    She strips the blanket away and I can’t think straight. I just see bare, tanned naked flesh I’m dying to sink my teeth into, and every coherent thought just flies right out my head.
    “Uh...” She lowers her lips to my neck and words get stuck in my throat. She sucks on my skin, moving gently to the spot behind my ear.
    “I think she should always walk around her new home in just her underwear. What do you think?” She whispers, turning up the seduction a few thousand notches.
    I gulp in some air as she continues to kiss along my collarbone and her tongue drags a wet path to my shoulders and back again. She pulls away to look at me and I shake my head.
    “No?” She clarifies, and her mouth goes back to my skin. She places open mouthed kisses down my chest.
    “No.” I croak out, straining my voice so it’s still audible. “No underwear.”
    She smiles against my stomach. 
    “No underwear. Got it. What else?”
    Fuck, how am I supposed to hold a conversation when she’s tracing my abs with her hot tongue?
    “What if she wants to touch herself?” She murmurs against me, as her body moves into a better position between my thighs.
    Oh, God.
    I groan.
    Loudly.
    “I have to be there.”
    “Agreed. Showering, alone or together?”
    “Together. Non-negotiable.”
    She takes my cock in her hand and I shudder as she ducks her head and runs her tongue all the way from the base to the tip. Her big blue eyes look up at me whilst her tongue caresses the head, “What if she comes home and decides she wants to drop to her knees and do this? Would this make her a good roommate?”
    She slowly takes me all the way to the back of her throat and I fist my hands in the blanket to stop myself from rolling her over and shoving my cock inside her.
    “The fucking best.” I pant out as she sucks gently, and my hands tangle in her hair when she dives her mouth over it, fucking it with urgency and using her hand to stroke it too. She doesn’t slow down, but I don’t want her to. I watch her with her eyes closed and soft moans coming from her throat and my hands tighten in her hair.
    “Your mouth looks so good filled with my cock.” I can feel her tongue making its way up and down and my head falls back against the floor. My eyes close, the heat building upside me nearly to boiling point until her mouth leaves me. But before I have the chance to express my disappointment it’s somewhere just as warm and inviting, but tighter. I open my eyes and see her tits bouncing in my face and she’s riding me faster than her mouth was moving.
    “Come for me, baby. I want to feel it inside me.” She whispers, dragging her teeth over my earlobe and I slam her hips down on top of me harder as my cock erupts fiercely. “Shit,” I hiss out gruffly, and bend my knees, bracing my feet on the floor, while she carries on riding me slowly until the pulses have eased