Chapter 19
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“ I ’ll do whatever you say,” I manage. This is the best day of my life. Rachel smirks, sticking her tongue out before teasingly licking up my shaft. I shake my head, overwhelmed, loving everything about her and still buzzing from the thrill of having her on my shoulders. That fantasy … nailed.
She devours me. Shit. Rachel is going to be perfect for all my fantasies, and I’m sure she has plenty too. My grip tightens on the hair at her neck, pulling her closer, loving the way her mouth feels wrapped around me.
She takes me deep, and with every inch, my obsession with her grows. Watching her, the way she moves, the way she takes all of me—this is everything . I wasn’t lying when I said she was everything. I meant it.
“This is the best blow job of my life.”
Her eyes flick up to meet mine. I can barely breathe. “Sexy,” I whisper, utterly captivated. She’s worshiping me, and I’ve never felt more wanted, more needed. Her tongue, her lips—fuck.
I’ve never believed in fate, not really. But how else could I explain this? How the fuck would I have ever met her if it were not for this weekend?
A huff escapes me, the pressure building, tightening. I run my hand through her hair, knowing deep down I’ll never get enough of this—of her.
“I’m right there,” I breathe, my voice thick with need. She speeds up, her rhythm perfect. “Fuck, baby. This is so good.”
Staring at her, fantasizing about a future with Rachel, I explode into her mouth. Fuck , that was intense.