-Caleb-
My Jacey was wet for me as I slowly curled my fingers inside her, and I groaned, imagining the feel of that warm, tight wetness around my d**k. But this was about her, not me, and even if I died of blue balls, I was going to pleasure the f**k out of her before thinking of opening my pants. Well, all right, I’d think about it, but I wouldn’t do it. Not yet.
I thumbed her swollen clit as I kissed along her neck. She leaned, boneless, against me.
“Caleb,” Jocelyn whispered, and the sound of my name on her lips, spoken that needy way, made my balls tighten.
“Mhm?” I pulled the collar of her shirt aside with my free hand and nibbled her shoulder.
Anything she might have said to me was lost in a moan, and I felt her juices drip over my fingers as she came hard against my hand.
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