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He loves us!my little screamed.
I pushed up to a sitting position; he let me that time, and I wrapped both arms around him, kissing him deeply on the mouth before pulling back.
“I love you too, Dawson. I think I have for a while and just didn’t know it.”
“You know this means you’re mine now, right? I’m never letting you go, Little girl.”
“Good. I wanna be yours forever,” I answered.
Forever!my Little repeated.
He pulled his shirt over his head before covering my body again. My nipples pressed against his chest and he dipped his head to suck one and then the other into his mouth. I cried out in pleasure at the sensation. Kissing a path from my breasts, down my belly, he settled between my legs and pressed a kiss to my mound. I fidgeted nervously, but when he lifted my legs over his shoulders, I panicked.
“Dawson, wait!”
“What’s wrong, babygirl?” he asked. His eyes searched mine for a clue at what might be wrong.
“Y-you don’t have to do that,” I said, heat rushing to my face.
“Do what, baby?” he asked.
“O-oral sex. I’m okay without it. It’s not a big deal.”
I knew how much my ex hated it and I didn’t want Dawson to feel like he had to pleasure me like that. I didn’t want him to feel obligated.
Maintaining eye contact with me, he pressed another feather-soft kiss to my pussy.
“Ashley, this is one of my favorite things about being intimate with someone. I can make you feel good in so many different ways, but using my mouth to devour your pussy is top-tier. You’re going to taste so sweet and I know I’m going to be addicted to your flavor before I even take the first lick.”
He seemed so open, so transparent, that I believed him.
“I really want to, babygirl. I promise I’m not doing it because I feel like I have to. I want to.”
“O-okay,” I said, feeling almost guilty I’d stopped him. I still wasn’t sure why he would like to eat me out, but he’d always been truthful to me and I believed him.
He winked at me before lifting my legs back over his shoulders. Sliding his hands under my butt, he lifted me to his mouth.
The first lick was gentle, almost featherlike, the second one was more direct and full of heat , and heaven help me, the third one unraveled any lingering concerns I had.
Chapter Ten
Smoke
Holy. Fuck. I could stay camped between Ash’s legs forever. She tasted delicious and from the second her flavor hit my tongue, I knew she was mine. I could never let her go.
Lapping at her clit gently brought the sweetest cry of pleasure from her mouth. Sucking the bundle of nerves into my mouth brought her back off the bed.
Her fingers ran over my head, and I pulled away from her heat.
“Rest your broken arm on the bed, babygirl. I don’t want you to hurt it.”
She frowned, but did as I asked.
“Why are you making a grumpy face?” I asked, chuckling.
“You’re hurt too and you’re moving,” she complained.
“Yes, but it’s very different.”
