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“Then get your ass on the couch.”

I sat down immediately. Kneeling before me, Claudia tossed her hair back over one shoulder and gripped the base of my cock. She bounced it playfully back and forth against her mouth a few times, testing its weight.

“First one here, okay?” she winked, kissing the head. Her lips parted sexily.

“Good enough,” I sighed… and then hissed through clenched teeth as she went down on me.

I felt like a king, watching this beautiful woman worship me from her knees. Sucking and licking me top to bottom, every once in a while pausing to look up at me with those stunning emerald eyes.

I had one arm up on either side of the couch. My knees spread wide, giving her ample room between them.

Man, how I’ve wanted this…

It was true. Since moving in it seemed my roommate had gotten sexier and more desirable with each passing day. Maybe because I wasn’t supposed to have her. The forbidden element, and all that. Sure, she was beautiful. Stunning, in fact. But as I sat there looking down, feeling the softness of her hair brushing up against my stomach? The more I realized how much I’d grown to truly care about her as well.

“Mmmmm…” Claudia moaned, with me still in her mouth. “You have a great cock…”

I would’ve thanked her, but she wouldn’t have heard me. She was too busy slurping away, working the base of my shaft and even my balls. Her tongue was hot, and wet, and absolutely fucking everywhere. Wherever she’d learned to do this, someone should’ve been given a prize.

“You’re incredible,” I murmured. “Claudia… holy fuck…”

The whole thing was totally magical. It left me spellbound. I’d waited so long for this moment… so achingly long. Now that it was finally here? It was like I almost didn’t believe it.

Eventually the whole experience became too much. I felt the come, boiling up in my balls. Rising within me like a surging force, threatening to obliterate the very last of my will and control.

“I—I’m going to come…”

She sucked harder. Faster. It was unbelievable, how hungry she was.

“Claudia… no…” I was begging her now. “Please… I don’t want to—”

Again she doubled down. Her lips tightened, and so did her fist. And now she was doing this churning motion, too. This sort of swirl with her head; clockwise on the downstroke, counterclockwise on the up. Like a sexy figure eight, up and down the length of my shaft. One that I wouldn’t escape from. Couldn’t escape from…

“Honey please,” I pleaded with the last of my resolve. “I have to fuck you.”

The words left my lips just as I was about to drain myself deep in her eager throat. At the last moment Claudia popped me from her mouth, stood up, and straddled me on the couch. With one hand still wrapped around me she guided me to her entrance…

… and sank straight down on me while releasing a long, heated breath.

“OOOOOOOHHHHHH….”

Twenty-Four

CLAUDIA

Brandon’s expression was a twisted mask of torment and pleasure. For me however, sitting down on him was like scratching the worst possible itch… in the best possible way.

“OOOOOOOHHHHHH….”

I settled into his lap, reveling in the feel of his manhood driving its way inside me. We were skin to skin. Thigh against thigh. His hands went beneath me, cupping my ass, guiding me through the motions as I began bouncing up and down on his cock.

“Oh fuck you feel good…”

I couldn’t stop looking at him. His young, beautiful face. His football-player’s shoulders and arms, packed with muscle, his body sculpted to perfection like the well-trained machine I knew it was.

And his legs… so big and powerful. They flexed as he drove himself into me, striving to bury every last inch of himself inside my body. His hands roamed my thighs, my hips, my breasts. As he rolled my nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand, I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him so hard our teeth clicked.

You’re fucking him…