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Chapter 14

Author: Viviane
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With a groan, I slide in the rest of the way until she’s deepthroating me, and I’m trying like hell to hold out just a bit longer. I know she can’t breathe, but she doesn’t try to move or pull back, she just keeps her eyes on mine, trusting me to take care of her.

“Such a good girl,” I say, making her close her eyes and give a soft moan around my cock. When she opens them again, I slowly slide out enough for her to be able to breathe. “Relax, baby, and let me fuck your sweet little mouth.”

She gives me a wink and relaxes her body, and with a groan I slam back into her, fucking her in a hard, fast rhythm that’s going to quickly push me over the edge. Her fingers dig into my thighs as tears and spit drip down her face. Even though her pussy isn’t getting fucked, she’s still rocking her hips, unable to stop her body’s natural reaction and need. She whimpers and moans, and when I feel myself start to cum, I slam into her, burying my cock in her throat with a feral groan that makes the neighbor’s dog start barking. I can’t blame him, though, because I have the sudden urge to lift my head and howl at the damn moon as I cum harder than I ever have in my life.

“Fuck!” I groan when I feel her throat start to constrict around my head, swallowing every damn thing I’m giving her. My cock pulses as I continue to shoot my load, filling my sweet girl up until I’m completely spent. She doesn’t immediately drop my cock like most women do after a blowjob. Instead, she keeps her eyes locked on mine and gently licks and sucks my cock clean, worshipping my cock and balls with every brush of her lips, every stroke of her tongue, until I’m fully hard again and she’s looking up at me with a proud, eager smile.

I run my thumb over her cock-swollen lips before picking her back up again. She seems surprised when I kiss her, sliding my tongue along hers, and groaning because she tastes like me and I fucking love it.

“You should always taste like my cum, beautiful.”

“And you should always taste like my pussy,” she says, making me smile.

“You want my mouth on your little virgin pussy?” I tease, giving her bottom lip a soft suck.

“Yes,” she moans, rocking her hips against me. “I want to cum all over your face, Josh.”

“Fuck, baby,” I groan, already imagining how sweet she’s going to taste. I’ve never done anything with a virgin before, and I’m dying to explore her untouched body. I carry her to the treehouse ladder. “Climb up, little virgin,” I say, giving her a wink.

She lets out a cute laugh and grabs onto the hanging ladder before climbing up. I watch her round, perfect ass until she disappears above and then I do something I never thought I’d do at the age of thirty-one and climb up the ladder to her treehouse.

I look around the small, enclosed area and can’t help but be impressed. She’s been taking very good care of this over the years. She plugs in the string of white fairy lights she has strung up to the long extension cord that she’s rigged up for just this purpose.

“Do you sleep up here?” I ask, eyeing the small foam mattress with the sleeping bag on top.

“Sometimes,” she admits. “I feel close to you here.”

I smile when I see the photos she has tacked to the wall. I recognize some of them, but others are ones that she took on my last trip here. I remember her having her phone out a lot, but I just figured she was texting friends, not secretly taking photos of me.

“Just what do you do out here all by yourself with all these photos of me?”

She bites her lip and gives a small shrug.

I shut the door on the floor so I don’t accidentally fall and break my damn leg and then sit on the short stool that’s beside the sleeping bag.

“Show me what you do.”

Her blue eyes widen in surprise before a sexy blush heats her face.

“Don’t get shy on me now, little virgin.” I give her a wink that makes her blush deepen to an even sexier shade of pink. “I did just watch you suck my cock after all.”

She gives me a shy smile and crawls over to her makeshift bed so she’s less than a foot from me. She lays down and brings her hand to the outside of her jeans.

“I touch myself here,” she whispers.

I laugh and shake my head. “Not fucking good enough. Unless of course that is exactly what you do, just place your hand over your jeajean-cojeajean-coveredhat’s the case, then how very disappointing.”

She rolls her eyes at me. “Careful, Ava. My hand has been itching to spank your round ass since I got here, so be careful how far you push me.”

She lets out a soft moan at my words. I arch a brow at her and smile. “Interesting. It looks like my dirty little girl might be coming out to play again.” I run my eyes over her clothed body. “Show me what you do when you’re out here all alone and thinking about me.”

When she starts to slide her hand under her jeans, I tsk at her, freezing her hand in place. “How can I see if you still have your clothes on?”

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