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“Trust me. I also think making you come is going to be my major in college.”

“Football? Art?” I lick my lips.

“Hobbies, next to the importance of this.” He slides between us and his fingers swipe my pussy. He groans. “You’re really wet. That’s hot.”

“It is?”

“Trust me. Hot as fucking hell. Because it means you want me as much as I want you.”

I slam my lips to his and it’s rough and sloppy. Our tongues can barely be contained as he finds my clit. He swirls his fingertips around it and the pressure is too much. No one has ever touched me like this. I don’t feel guilt or shame, just a ball of excitement tightening low in my core as he starts caressing me faster. Then his hand goes lower and he skates over where I want him most. He grinds his body down a little, so his dick puts pressure on my clit and inserts a finger into me. My whole body coils. It pinches a little, then I relax into it as he kisses me harder. He’s made me come like this before and I’m a huge fan of it.

“That’s good.”

He kisses me and says, “I want to try something. You game?”

“Don’t stop!”

He laughs. “Trust me. I couldn’t if I tried.”

He moves down my body. I’ve done the other things before, but what I think is about to happen is freaking me out in the best way. I’ve watched porn that Kristin found. I’ve seen this and longed to try it. He kisses my inner thigh so slowly.

I hiss, “Yes.” I tremble at his tongue snaking up my leg. Oh my God, this is happening. His fingers keep exploring while he kisses my clit. I gasp. “This. Is. The best day ever.”

He raises up and smirks. “Watch.”

“You want me to?”

“I think you want to. You’re a secret sex goddess who likes watching. You’re an observer, right?” I prop myself up and watch him go back down on me. Holy hot. He’s right. I don’t think I can handle this. It’s so overwhelming. It’s too much. He flicks it, and I moan and shove myself further into him.

I gasp, “You’re good at that.”

“Thanks. I’ve never done it before. Never felt like it with others. But you taste so fucking right.”

His finger wiggles inside me and I gasp. Then a second finger begins to stretch me out. I wait for the good part when the pinch goes away. It takes longer this time. Then he sucks on me and I lose all thoughts of pain. He moves in and out of me with his hand, and his tongue is circling all the bits of me, and I flop down. I can’t watch this stunning boy do this to me anymore. I get lost in all the sensations and I’m gone over the top with pleasure.

“I like it here. Right there. Wow.” I’m climbing this hill and fuck if I don’t want to fall down. “Oh. God. Right there, Danny. Right there. I have to come.”

He lifts his head for a second. “That’s the point.” Then he’s back on me. I feel his teeth for a second and it’s all so right. And then everything in me tenses up, and I’m coiled tight like a spring. He moves his fingers out of me and back in, and I scream his name. I explode and my body does some kind of a convulsion thing. He keeps doing what he’s doing with his tongue. He’s caressing my leg in a calming manner as his fingers have stilled inside of me. My whole being is pulsing and I’m pretty sure there’s no greater feeling in the world than what just happened.

I’m breathing heavily, exhaling in rhythm. I didn’t even realize he was sitting up, watching me.

“Christ, that was fun.” He wipes his mouth and cheeks, then leans down to me. “You ok?”

I’m not sure I can accurately express how perfect he is. “Yes. Are you?”

He lays down and lines himself up. “I’ve never been better. You ready, my love?”

I put my arms over my head in a big stretch and grin at him. He laces his fingers in mine on either side of my head. Then he kisses me softly as he slides inside of me.

My eyes get wide. “You’re bigger than your fingers.” He pulls back a little. “But it’s so good.”

“It’s so tight and good. Do you know you’re a sex kitten?”

I say too loudly because I have no control, “I am?”

He pushes back into me and groans loudly. “Fuck. You’re perfect.” He kisses me and pushes in further.

“You’re so long.”