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someone is giving it to Janet right now.”
    “Stop it.”
    I move away.
    “Do you understand what you're asking, Paige? You want me to fuck you and just have both of us walk away?”
    “Yes.”
    “What would you do right now if I tried?”
    “I would take it.” I lick my lips. “I would take your dick, anywhere in this house or outside in this crazy world. I'd take you in my mouth, in this wet pussy, or in my ass if you beg me for it.”
    He charges my way and seizes my waist. “Damn you. Don't say that.”
    “It's the truth. Even now I'm soaking wet for you.” I squeeze my damp thighs together and gain no relief from the humming from my clit.
    He picks me up, sets me right back on the counter, and lifts my dress up to my waist. “You keep talking like this, Paige and I'm going to go against all sanity and test that out.”
    I spread my legs open as he touches the border of my red panties. “Don't even think about touching me there if you won't follow through.”
    He shifts that blue gaze to me. “I shouldn't. . .”
    I close my eyes. “Then walk away.”
    “I can't.” The soft pads of his fingers smooth against the flesh bordering my panties. He pushes his fingers under the fabric. Oh damn you, Blake. I gasp as he yanks the material back, revealing my throbbing bud. Air lathers my sex with attention, causing everything to shiver.
    “Look at that pink little pussy staring back at me.” He strums my clit, one heavenly stroke that triggers lush waves of lust to flow through me.
    I let my head fall back. “Yes.”
    “Yes, what?” He moves away from my clit and thrusts his finger inside of me. “All this time you've been walking your sweet little pussy around me, and I've been trying to do the right thing.”
    In and out, his finger slips in and out. I can barely comprehend what he's saying. He wrenches my dress down with his other hand. The fabric rips. My breasts wobble out, those pink nipples point his way.
    “Will you do the right thing now?” I ask, praying he'll never stop his finger.
    “No. What I'm going to do is very wrong, but I don't care. I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll never get me out of your head, even when you're long gone and off living the life that's meant for you.” He snares my breast with his mouth and flicks my nipple with his tongue.
    I shriek in pleasure.
    “I can't let you forget me, Paige because for the rest of my life, I'll never get you out of my head.” He guides me back so that I lay all the way down on the counter. “But first I have to finally taste you.”
    He buries his face between my thighs and laps at my center like he's feeding himself a bowl of milk.
    Moaning, I writhe under him. “Oh, Blake. Baby.”
    I'm dripping with his saliva. His slobbering noises rise in the kitchen. In seconds, an orgasm sparks right where he's feasting. I rock into him as his lips dance across my folds and trap my clit into the most delicious wet, hug I could ever imagine.
    “Oh, fuck!” I grasp for things to hold onto, knocking over stuff on the counter. Cups and seasonings crash to the floor. Glass splatters around us, but he keeps whipping his tongue around my pussy, licking and stuffing me with it. My orgasm is an explosion of carnal sensations that rock through me. “Blake!”
    “Oh yes, come on my tongue.” He thrusts his wet length into me, right as I spasm with even more pleasure, right as I'm thrown over the edge. Groaning, he lands several soft kisses all over my quivering folds. “I love the sound of your moans.”
    “Mmm.” I'm a numb mess. There's nothing on my mind but blinding ecstasy
    A car door slams outside. The sound ricochets through the house and disturbs the walls.
    “Janet,” he whispers.
    Suddenly, adrenaline surges through me. I sit up and hop off of the counter. My dress swings open from Blake ripping the front and taking my breasts. My panties rest on the side. I don't waste my time talking to him. I rush to the bottom of the stairs and hide