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Her throat bobs, but she doesn’t say anything as I move my hands to the waistband of her scrubs, pushing them down to the floor along with her underwear. Luckily, she had already taken off her shoes, so she can step out from the pants easily, kicking them to the side.

The sight of her completely naked sends my need for release into overdrive. But I know one thing without a doubt: Tonight, I’m not going to stop touching her until we’re both seeing fucking stars.

I keep one hand working her left breast while the other slides down her stomach and over her beautiful bump to find her slit and part her, discovering her already soaked from my touch. “So fucking beautiful,” I whisper in her ear, watching her eyes follow my fingers that are parting her, circling her clit softly with the pad of my finger. “So fucking wet. God, you’re going to be my undoing, Lennon.”

“Don’t stop.”

My finger moves faster, sliding back and forth over her clit as her mouth parts and her breathing grows shallower.

The sight of us like this is surreal—Lennon naked, my hand between her legs, her dark brown eyes alive with pleasure, her blonde hair wild, her skin growing flushed right in front of me, and her chest heaving as she fights for air.

I slide my fingers lower as she parts her legs, giving me better access. When I slip two fingers deep inside her, her hips buck, and her gasp makes my dick twitch. “That’s right, baby. Let me hear you. I couldn’t fucking hear you the way I wanted to the other night.”

“God, Easton. I’m close.”

“You gonna come all over my hand? Drip all the way down my wrist?”

She nods. “Yes! Keep going.”

I move my thumb to her clit to circle it, making sure to keep fucking her with my hand. And since this is the third time I’ve done this for her now, I know exactly what spot to rub deep inside of her that will set her off.

“Oh fuck!” Her whole body locks as she claws at my arm, her orgasm rocking through her.

“Eyes on me, Lennon. Look at me, baby.” Her eyes fly open as she gasps, shakes, and rides my hand to completion. “That’s it. So fucking perfect.”

I can’t stop watching her, can’t stop needing to touch her and please her. It’s become my sole purpose, and one I will gladly accept.

“Jesus Christ, you’re so sexy.”

As her body goes slack, I hold her against my chest and pepper kisses over her neck.

“I can’t feel my legs,” she mumbles. I release her and then she spins around to face me, her gaze searching mine. “I swear to God, if you touch me and then put a stop to this again—” she starts, but I cut her off.

“Trust me, Lennon. I have no plans on stopping whatever this is.” Reaching down, I pop the button on my jeans and push them and my underwear to the floor before wrapping my hand around my cock, pumping it to show her this is far from over. “Now give me that mouth.”

“I—”

My lips cut off her rebuttal as I slam them down on hers, pulling her into my chest, claiming her lips and holding her so close to me, like I’m almost afraid she’ll disappear if I don’t. When our tongues meet, the dirtiest moan I’ve ever heard crawls up her throat, mixing with my own.

I carefully walk us back to the bed without breaking the kiss. She sits on the mattress, and I follow her down, keeping our mouths fused.

When her hand wraps around my cock, I feel the precum drip from my tip. “Fuck, baby.”

“You have a very nice dick, Easton.”

I cup the side of her face. “Glad you approve.”

“I do. And now I want to feel every inch of it.” She pumps my length a few times.

“Trust me, I want that too.”

Smiling, she leans forward and brings the tip of my cock to her lips, swirling her tongue around the head before drawing me into her mouth.

I take a step back, and she looks up at me, confused.

“Um…did I do something wrong?”

I huff out a laugh. “Not at all. The opposite of wrong. If you keep doing that, I’m going to come down your throat, but I want to be buried in that pussy of yours when it happens.”