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Her eyes rolled up in her head, and she was only staying upright because of his one arm around her. The feel of his lips on her and his hand between her legs sent her over the edge.

It was like euphoria had exploded inside her. It was a sweet confection on her tongue, perfect music playing in her head, a nuzzle from a soft furry kitten all rolled into one. This felt better than every Christmas she'd ever experienced, better than Easter baskets and fireworks.

She was still gasping when he straightened and smiled down at her. She clung to him, unsure where to go from here.

After a few deep breaths, she could speak. "I don't know what you did, but wow."

“I’m glad you liked that. With me, there will be much more like that.”

"What can I do for you?"

“Don’t worry about that now. How about we sit on the bed and kiss?”

She nodded as he sat. For a moment, she thought about sitting next to him. Instead, she straddled his legs. His eyes grew wide, and she decided to push him so that he was lying on the bed.

The feeling of power slid through her, and she stood up and removed her pants and underwear so she was naked.

Thario didn't take his eyes off her as she moved closer. She'd never felt so good about herself. The constant string of hate her brother had spewed at her was drowned out by the caring she saw in Thario's gaze. This was what she'd been searching for her whole life, and she never wanted to lose it.

Chapter 36

Thario couldn't believehis luck. Calla was amazing. It wasn't just her body that he liked. It was how loving she was toward him. She accepted him as he was. Maybe because he'd been rejected so many times, this felt even more special.

“You are beautiful,” he whispered.

“I want to see all of you.”

She hadn’t rejected him so far, so he might as well just go all in. If she reacted negatively, he would rather know now.

She stood while he removed his leg and then his pants, leaving his underwear on. Her gaze raked over him, then she crawled onto the bed and kissed his lips before trailing kisses down his body. A part of him wondered if this was real. Was this amazing woman really loving on him even though he was damaged?

As she kissed lower, his dick hardened even more. If she didn’t stop, he was going to blow. But maybe that wouldn’t be too bad. He didn’t want to push intercourse on her. She wasn’t ready for that, even if she seemed ready.

Her hand trailed up his leg, and she hesitated with her lips just below his belly button and her hand on his thigh.

His cock jumped, and he glanced down, seeing a smile play over her lips. She moved her hand first, grazing lightly over his balls. A gasp exploded from his lips, and she looked up, meeting his gaze.

“You touching me feels so good.”

“Do you want me to touch you more?”

“Please.”

“Can you take off your underwear?”

He nodded and remove his underwear. The feel of the cloth grazing over his dick almost made him come.

He lay back and was shocked when her tongue pressed on the base of his dick before she licked all the way up.

“Oh fuck. I can’t—“ He couldn’t get the rest out as he came.

He was gasping for breath after his balls emptied. He opened his eyes and saw her looking down at him in wonder.

Their gazes met, and she moved up his body so their lips were almost touching.

“Was that good?”

“Yes. I love feeling you against me.”