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She licks me, nice and wet, swallowing me.

“So good,” I grunt. “Perfect.”

She releases me, licks up the shaft, then swallows me again.

“Yes,” I hiss.

Release. Lick. Swallow.

“Brie.”

She repeats as I ooze precum, moaning, muscles seizing.

When I can take no more, I grit, “Almost there. K-keep me inside.”

She obeys with a hum.

“Yesss.”

With confidence, she drives her face up and down now. I watch her move her hand to between her legs and touch herself, having a good time, moaning on my cock and sending vibrations through me.She really is enjoying herself.The base of my spine tingles. My balls draw up. Pressure builds.

“Brie,” I heave.

Her eyes snap up. I can read every emotion in them. Enjoyment, eagerness, need. I want to give it to her, show her what she does to me. The pressure erupts furiously.

“Coming.”

I explode in her hot mouth, feeling her swallow every drop, watching her do so with gusto like it’s her favorite meal, rubbing herself and getting off to my taste. It’s downright filthy in the best way possible.

She slows as I come down. When I can take no more, I reach for her and pull her up to me. My heart races, breaths coming short. I rub her back, squeeze her ass, kiss her temple.

“Nothing,” I finally say, “nothing has ever come close to that.”

Turning her head, she rests her chin on my chest. “I agree.”

She squirms over me, and despite having the most intense, satisfying sexual experience of my life, my craving for Brie rises. As does my need to make her feel so good she can never leave.

“You didn’t come while you were down there, did you?” I ask.

She faux-pouts. “No.”

I roll us over. “Don’t worry, honey. I’ll remedy that.”

CHAPTER 35

BRIE

Since returning to Blue Ridge,I’ve been fighting my attraction to Sawyer. But in the less-than-twenty-four hours since he confessed his feelings to me, my own feelings for him have risen exponentially. I can finally look at the way he’s behaved these last couple months as genuine, not an act. He’s competent and caring, he’s quick on his feet, he’sfunny. He’s a good guy.

My attraction to him now is almost unbearable. I’m absolutely quivering with need, and I amsonot this girl. I’ve alwayslikedsex, but I’ve neverneededsex. Going down on a man was something I did as a courtesy, not because I craved him. Not because I needed to make him squirm like I needed my next breath.

I angle my body to press myself against Sawyer’s thigh, seeking more friction.

“You wanna hear a secret?” His deep voice shoots tremors through me as he massages my ass. “In my entire life, I’ve never come harder than I just did in your mouth.” He takes my bottom lip between his teeth, and I whimper.

“I want to make you feel that good.” His hand comesaround from behind. I might be embarrassed by how wet I am, but when his fingers brush over me, his eyes glaze over, and he whispers, “So hot.”

Against my stomach, his cock is already hard again, which I didn’t realize was possible so soon. His mouth trails down my neck, and he sinks his teeth into me, making me draw in a breath. He pushes me to lie back and runs teasing fingers over my body.