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between us and pushed me back onto the bed.
    I groaned at the sweet weight of his body on top of me, his firm frame slotting in perfectly with mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist as we kissed, his hands roaming all over my body. There was a voice in the back of my head that was stuck on repeat. This is Zach. This is Zach! I was focusing so hard on silencing it, I barely noticed him kissing a path down my stomach to between my legs. It was only when his breath touched my sensitive skin did I sit up with a start.
    “I should warn you, I’ve never been able to get off like that,” I said with a little panic. “I just don’t want you to feel bad if you…”
    His mouth was tantalizingly close to my pussy. “Okay. Well, does it still feel good if I do this?” He teased my wet folds with the tip of his finger, circling around my skin with a delicate touch.
    “Uh huh,” I breathed.
    Zach nodded with mock seriousness. “Good, good. And how about this?” He slid a single digit inside, my muscles tightening in response.
    “That’s good, too,” I smirked.
    “Right, okay,” he replied as if taking mental notes. “And finally, how does this feel?” He dipped his chin and gave my pussy a long lingering lick with the flat of his tongue. Just as he swirled around my most sensitive spot, I slammed my head back on the pillow and moaned.
    “Fucking amazing.”
    It was muffled but I could hear the grin in his voice. “Good. Then I want you to relax and let me make you feel good.”
    And holy shit did he. Maybe I’d always searched a little too hard to reach my orgasm, focused on finding it like a light through a fog. More likely, Kevin sucked at it and never took the time to properly warm me up. It could even be that it’d been so long since I’d gotten laid, it was a simple job. But in the moment, I couldn’t have cared less about the whys.
    Zach worked his magic on me and I was soft putty in his hands. He groaned as if he were tasting a delicious fruit, his pleasurable sounds almost equaling my own. I could tell he was enjoying himself as much as I was, which was an even greater turn on.
    I allowed myself to relax and simply let the sensations roll over me. Before long, the ripples of pleasure began to build. With a bit of surprise, I gripped the sheets of the bed and squeezed my legs together. I took a gasp of air before Zach’s magic tongue sent me crashing over the edge. He read my body perfectly, slowing the pace at just the right time. He kissed the smooth skin on my thighs until I opened my eyes, sparkles dotting my vision.
    “You okay?” he asked with a smirk of pride.
    “Umm, yeah! Now that I know you can do that, I might not ever let you leave this room.” My whole body tingled and felt electrified, hyper-sensitive. It had easily been one of the best orgasms of my life yet I was aware of a dull ache between my legs. I still needed to feel him inside of me but I also wanted to bring him that kind of pleasure too.
    He crawled up, kissing my hipbone, bellybutton, and neck along the way. Just as I lifted my head to reach for his cock, he dipped his to look into the darkness of his bedside table drawer and we whacked heads with a sickening thud.
    “Ow!” I cried. Out of instinct, I whipped my hand back up to my forehead and managed to scratch the side of his face in the process.
    With a grunt, he fell on the bed beside me, blinking wide-eyed with amusement. “That was smooth, but at least I got it,” he laughed, waving the little black condom packet.
    “I’m sorry,” I chuckled, still clutching my own head. “Are you okay?”
    I saw a flash of playfulness in his gaze quickly replaced by something I couldn’t quite read. For a moment I was afraid he might want to stop, but instead smiled softly. “Never better.”
    An inexplicable blush rose in my cheeks as I realized I was naked in bed with Zach. Zach! “Here, let me,” I said as I snatched the condom from his hand.
    I nudged him to the middle