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Smiling, I rock on his lap. “Think you can make it as good as the first time?”

“I’m pretty consistent.”

Whisper stands up and swings around to lay me flat on my back. I push up onto my elbows to watch him discard his clothes while I rub my cock through my underwear.

“You wear panties often?” he asks as he tugs his jeans down.

“Yes. Would you like to see me in more?”

He nods, a heady look on his face. “I’d like to fuck you in them. You have an incredible ass.”

“Thanks. I’m glad my efforts are appreciated.”

“Get on your hands and knees.”

I scramble to do as he says. Maybe he’s not controlling, but he’s bossy and I like that. It scratches a weird itch.

I feel him behind me, stroking my ass through the lace before he slides the shorts down and spreads my cheeks apart.

“Fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs before diving in and eating my hole.

I arch into him, moaning as he tongues me down. “Fuck.”

“Delicious,” Whisper says, adding the tip of a finger.

The poppers are still doing their thing, but I could use another little hit. “Can I get—” My words fall short when he breaches me deeper.

“What do you need?”

“My… my stuff. Helps me relax into it. I want to be super soft and ready for you.”

“Your drugs?”

“Enhancers.”

He scoffs, but pulls away briefly, handing me the bottle seconds later.

“Thank you.”

I inhale again, smiling as Whisper goes back to worshipping my hole and warmth settles over me. It’s like I can feel my hole relaxing, ready to take him, wanting him to use me for his pleasure.

“Fuck.” He moans, licking inside me. “You’re too much, Blush.”

“At least you finally gave in.”

“Yeah,” he grunts. “Want to see your face.”

I roll over, spreading my legs and opening my arms for him. He sinks into my embrace, kissing my neck and collarbone, then sucking a mark there. I’ll have to cover it with concealer but I don’t care. I’ll get off on seeing it there.

“Fuck,” he says, stroking his cock. “I don’t have lube.”

“I do. Back pocket of my jeans.”

“Good little brat.”

I grin as I watch him dig the packet out. I don’t hate being called a brat by him. If he only knew how much trouble I can really be.

Whisper tears the lube open with his teeth then pours it over his hard, veiny dick. I can’t wait to have it inside me. I finger my hole as he gets ready, grinning when his eyes catch on what I’m doing.