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“Get me wet, sweetheart. Spit. Lick. Suck. Whatever you want. Dry is the enemy.” She opens her mouth and allows saliva to dribble down the length of me. “Better. Now focus on the crown. Lips over your teeth, take me in. Hollow your cheeks.” She does as I ask and the suction rolls straight up my spine and nearly buckles my knees. “Fuck me. Christ. Yes, baby. Like that.”

She adds tongue swirls, checking in to see if I like it.

“So, so good, sweetheart.” I cup her face between my palms. “Now, put one hand at the base of my cock. Allow your mouth and hand to kind of chase each other, same speed, up and down. This way, what won’t fit, your hand covers. Give a little twist at the top when you come up. Money.”

Elodie locks in. She’s a fast learner. The second she stops trying to swallow me whole and follows my guidance, the blowjob stops being clumsy and turns into the best sexual experience I’ve had since...

I force myself to push Yolanda from my mind.

God knows, I’ll beat myself up about this later. For now, I’m gonna enjoy this gift.

She gazes at me, proud as hell, as I watch my cock slide in and out between her lips, wet and gleaming. Her small hand pumps what she can’t take.

Fuck me. I’m never gonna get enough of her.

My spine tingles and my balls pull up. I’ve got seconds left.

Cupping my hands on her cheeks, I move her off me gently. “Let me take over.”

Elodie pulls back, confused. I jerk my cock like a madman, finishing onto the floor two strokes later, her name tearing out of me like a curse.

When the room comes back into focus she’s surveilling me. Her mouth is swollen, chin wet, and she wears something close to an insult on her face. “I would have swallowed. I wanted to taste your come.”

God. Damn.

I’ve been lying to myself into believing I’m able to handle this.

Clearly, I’m not.

Elodie’s gonna be the ruin of me.

No, scratch that.

I’m gonna be the ruin of Elodie.

Someday, she’ll regret every goddamn minute of whatever this is. I’m leading this poor girl on. Making her believe she and I have a future when we can never be together.

I know this won’t stop me from indulging, though. I want her. I want this. For as long as possible. Now that I’ve had a taste, I’m incapable to resist.

There’s a specific hell built for selfish men like me. Guys who know better and do the wrong thing anyway.

I wipe the remnants of jizz from my hand with an old towel. Tuck myself away. Use the same rag to quickly mop the mess on the concrete floor.

Now, I need to take care of Elodie. Regardless of what happens tomorrow, now it’s her turn. I lift her down off the case and kiss the fuck out of her, tasting myself faint on her mouth.

“Do you need some water, sweetheart?” I thumb her lips.

She shakes her head, confused. “Did I do okay? Why are we stopping?”

There it is again. Some need for a grade, as if she’s not measuring up.

“You did more than okay.” I fist a hand in her hair and tip her face up until she can't look anywhere but at me. “There's no test, baby. We're nowhere close to done. I haven't touched you yet. Not in the way I've imagined.”

Her breath snags. “You've been thinking about…it?”

“Every fucking second of the day.” I work the button on Elodie’s jeans open, observing her reaction so I can stop if she’s not into this.

She is.