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her head was bobbing fast and furious between my legs, she had no intention of stopping.
    “Baby, please.” I could barely breathe. Having her lips wrapped around my cock as she gently stroked my balls felt so good, I thought I might pass out if I couldn’t convince her to stop soon. “I don’t wanna come like this. I need to be inside you.”
    She moaned, the noise vibrating the back of her throat and making my cock twitch. She rolled her tongue over my slit before she whispered, “You taste so good. I love the way your cock feels in my mouth. I can’t wait to make you come. Come on, give it to me.”
    As if I had a choice. No woman had ever sucked me off the way she was. I wrapped my fingers around the metal headboard, gripping tight to gain leverage. If she wanted it, she would get it.
    “Yes, oh God, yes,” she said, licking my shaft between thrusts. “That’s it. Fuck my mouth.”
    I did fuck her mouth… like it had never been fucked before. I exploded my come shot so far down her throat she couldn’t swallow fast enough. “Take it, baby, take all of it. That’s it. Yeah. Suck me dry.”
    She continued to work me over until my cock was soft and I felt like whimpering. Sitting back on her heels, she licked her lips with a mischievous grin. “Hmmm, that was so good. Why have you been holding out me?” She glided her hands over her ribs, between her legs. “I may have to do that more often.”
    I watched her, dangerously close to losing my mind. She was touching herself, and I wanted to be the one touching her. After what she’d just done to me, it was my turn to blow her mind.
    “In fact,” she whispered, “I may start sucking off every guy I go out with.”
    “Don’t. Fuck. With. Me.”
    “What’s wrong?” She thrust two fingers inside her opening. She routinely said things to piss me off, claiming it turned her on to watch me get fired up. “You don’t wanna think about me sucking off other guys?” She closed her eyes as she pressed the pad of her thumb into her clit, working the little nub back and forth. “Hmmm, but I like it. I like the taste and the smell and the way it feels in my mouth.”
    Fuck. My cock was getting hard again, but the venom she was spewing made me want to throw her down on the bed and drive any thoughts of another man’s dick out of her head. “Shut the fuck up, Maura.” I rarely swore at her in anger, but she was pushing me too far.
    “You’re so hot when you get all possessive,” she said, smirking. “What’s wrong? You can’t think about me doing this with another guy?” She sank down on my hard cock without warning, forcing the air out of my lungs.
    “You won’t do this with another guy,” I vowed. “Because if you do, I’ll hunt him down and kill him.” We’d had that conversation before. She knew how I felt about sharing her. It wasn’t going to happen. Ever.
    “And I told you, you can’t tell me what to do.” She rode me hard and fast, driving all thoughts out of my head. “I can fuck whoever I want, whenever I want.”
    She kept reminding me she wasn’t my girlfriend. She claimed she was too young to be in a committed relationship, but when she was in my bed, she was mine. When we were out of bed… she was still mine. ‘Cause none of those punk-ass college kids she hung out with would be stupid enough to cross me.
    “Try it, princess.”
    “Oh God, I’m gonna come!” She threw her head back, her tight pussy clenching me, throbbing around me.
    Within seconds, I was blowing my load inside her. “Don’t move. You’re gonna take every last fucking drop.” I was still pissed that she had the nerve to talk about other guys. I would make her pay. Later, she’d be the one cuffed, and I’d ravage her sexy little body as she vowed over and over that her body belonged to me.
    Shit! It was just a dream. I woke up tangled in a sweaty sheet and staring at a dirty white ceiling. The oppressive hopelessness closed in on me. My dream wasn’t