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to the side and her heavy-lidded eyes open to watch me lap up her wetness and create some more. She moans and squirms with every flick of my tongue, but I don’t stop even for a second because I know she’s close. I add another finger, pushing two in and out of her as my mouth licks and sucks up her juices.

“Oh! Oh god,” she screams as she writhes. Unable to keep her shaking knees up any longer, her feet slide out, so that her legs are stretched out on either side of me. Then, Brayden’s fingers are clenching my hair, and she’s desperately pushing her pussy into my face like she needs to come or she’s gonna die. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever witnessed even before she screams out my name and her body convulses in waves when she finally erupts.

Her pussy is still squeezing my fingers when Brayden tugs me up her body by my hair.

“Fuck me,” she orders against my lips before her tongue delves into my mouth. Her body undulates underneath me anxiously until I reach down and line my cock up with her entrance to push inside.

She’s soaking wet and feels fucking amazing still pulsing around my dick as I start to move. It only takes three deep thrusts before Brayden comes again. It’s too much, too good, and I can’t last.

I pull out and start stroking my cock to finish on her stomach when Brayden stops me.

“I’m on the shot,” she says as she fists my cock and shoves me back inside of her.

“But last night…” I ask in confusion, using as many brain cells as I have available at the moment, which is about five.

“I wanted you to fuck my mouth.”

“Jesus,” I mutter, so fucking turned on that it only takes one hard thrust for me to unravel.

After the last shudder leaves my body, I flop over beside Brayden, both of us lying across the width of the bed. My pulse is still racing, and my lungs are trying to compensate for the strenuous activity they just endured. “Are you trying to kill me?” I joke with Brayden.

She rolls to her side and then places her palm on my chest, over my heart. “Is this all too much for your heart to endure?”

“Possibly,” I agree, covering her hand with mine to keep it on me.

The two of us lie there for several minutes just staring at the ceiling in silence, and I’m completely okay with that until a nagging thought hits me.

“I should probably email your father before my phone dies and tell him our flight is delayed,” I say aloud.

Brayden groans and pulls her hand away. “Way to kill the mood,” she grumbles. “Besides, my father doesn’t care. I bet he’s more concerned about when you, his employee, will be back in the office than when his disruptive daughter will be home.”

“I’m sorry,” I tell her as she throws her legs over the side of the bed and wanders off into the bathroom.

I sit up and retrieve my phone. After sending Walter a quick email about what’s going on, I climb back in bed, still naked, and wait for Brayden to join me. She does after a few minutes, curling up underneath my arm with her head on my chest and her arm around my waist.

“So, what do you plan to do once you get back?” I ask Brayden to steer the conversation away from her father.

“I dunno. I’ll probably have to find a job once my dad finds out that I flunked out of school. That’s about thirty thousand dollars down the drain.” Her fingertips on my stomach draw swirly patterns around my belly button that are both relaxing and arousing all at the same time. “I hate letting them down; but whenever I started to get into a routine, he showed up and ruined it. And when he comes to visit, he wants me to stay with him and skip classes. After I missed a few this semester, I got so behind I couldn’t catch up, so I stopped going.”

My teeth grind together in annoyance hearing her talk about the asshole who won’t leave her alone. I’d love to get my hands on him and beat him to a pulp, which is a brand new sensation for me. I’ve never hit anyone before. And I don’t want to just punch this guy. I want to beat him bloody. Before I can ask her if she plans to see