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Her nimble fingers return to her wet center, and the second she touches herself, she moans. Lifting her hips, she seeks out her own pleasure. Her eyes float shut again as she strokes all that delicious wetness.

“Oh God,” she murmurs, and that sound is like a bolt of heat straight to my dick. Wrapping a fist around my hard-on, I stroke.

“This is how we were the other week,” I say as I move my hand up and down my erection. “Jerking off to each other.”

She opens her eyes, her green irises hazy with lust. “I thought about you so many times, Chase,” she moans as she rubs her sweet little clit with abandon.

“Did I make you come every time?”

She nods as she rocks her hips. “Every time. All the time. You fucked me so many times.” Her pace quickens and her breathing turns erratic.

“Josie,” I say on an upstroke that sends a hot tremor through me. “Fuck yourself with your fingers.”

Her eyes widen, and then her fingers get to work. She slides one inside her pussy, then another, all while she works the delicious rise of her clit with her thumb.

And hell, if the sight in front of me isn’t enough for me to come right now, I don’t know what is. But I grit my teeth and call off the dogs, because I’m not firing before she does.

I need to watch every second of the hottest X-rated video I’ve ever seen. I won’t miss a frame.

Her other hand spears into her hair, and she turns her head to the side, her lips parting, her panting loud. Then it becomes a chorus of oh God and oh God, I’m so close.

And she fucks herself.

With abandon.

With intensity.

With a wild need to come.

I see it in her features, in the torment on her face as she nears the edge, in the mad speed of her fingers as she thrusts in and out, in her thumb as she strokes and strokes and strokes until she hits that high note.

She calls out a last oh God, and her hips rise up.

And then she trembles.

Like a full-body shudder. I swear, I can see her orgasm move through her. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed—the way Josie comes. She doesn’t hold back. Not her mouth, not her body, nothing. “Oh my God, oh my God, fuck me.”

I don’t mind if I do.

My own release isn’t far off, but I don’t slide into her since I don’t have a condom close enough. Instead, I climb up her, straddling her waist as I jerk my cock harder.

Pleasure rattles through me and I groan.

She blinks open her eyes and seems to register where I am. She pushes her breasts together, and that’s all I need to know.

I slide in and fuck her tits, bracing my palm on the pillow by her face.

Now this? This is a whole new realm of heaven. My dick is in my favorite place, and I’m seconds from coming. She pushes her tits even tighter, creating a warm tunnel for my shaft. On an upstroke, Josie sticks out her tongue and flicks the head of my cock.

It feels magnificent.

And it flips the switch.

“Gonna come,” I grunt, and with a loud groan I shoot jets over her chest. I shudder, my shoulders shaking as my climax thunders through me.

“Holy fucking shit,” I mutter. Because it was so fucking good.

Because of her.

When I come down from my high, I reach over to her nightstand and grab some tissues. “Let me clean this.”

I wipe me off her chest as she murmurs, “I liked it, though.”

“Yeah? Were you going to wear my come all night?”

She laughs lightly and shrugs. “I like it when you come on me.”

I stand and toss the tissues in a trash can, then return to her, gathering her in my arms. “You do?”

She nods and tilts her chin up, meeting my eyes. “It’s my favorite thing—making you come,” she says softly, then runs a finger down my chest. Her touch is electric, and even though I just finished, I’m getting hard again. “I like when you come inside me.” Her fingers trail down my pecs. “And in my mouth.” Then to my abs. “And on my body.” Over my hip. “I just love it when it feels good for you.”

I’m so stunned by the sheer sensuality of her words and by the gorgeous honesty in them that I barely know what to say. Instead, I drop my mouth to hers and kiss her softly, then harder still, because the taste of her lights me up, and it shuts my mouth.

That way, I won’t slip and say the words she doesn’t want to hear. Words that clog my throat and fight to come out. Words that I have to shove back down because they’d reveal everything.

I barely understand how she can say something so raw and sexual to me, and not only does it turn me on beyond any and all reason, but it also hooks into my heart and makes me fall harder for her.

When she breaks the kiss, I wriggle my eyebrows. “I love it when you come, too. So let’s make that happen.”

I move down her body, kissing her beautiful breasts, her soft waist, the curve of her hips, then I bury my face between her legs, licking her until she comes again. My name is on her lips with every shudder, every tremble, every cry.

And it kills me.

It kills me how much I want her in every way.