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‘return the favour.’ He’d much prefer being able to pleasure her again.
    “I really want to.”
    That was all she said before her lips descended and wrapped around the head. Rob gasped, hands curling into fists at his sides.
    “That feels incredible.”
    Michelle brought her hands up and began stroking the shaft at the same time as she hummed happily in her throat. Oh God, it was too much.
    Rob brought his hand up to her hair and gently stroked the silky strands. She stilled her movements and looked up at him. That was a sight Rob wouldn’t be forgetting in a hurry.
    Her green eyes, flecked with yellow, assessing him, uncertain yet looking so pleased. He stroked her cheek and waited. He wasn’t hurrying her or even expecting this. If she wanted to stop, he didn’t care. Though her warm mouth felt like Heaven.
    Michelle’s lips tilted up at the corners and she dropped her head so that she could begin moving on him again. Up and down, taking more and more into her mouth. The pressure was perfect.
    “Come here.” He sat up and grabbed her under her arms, pulling her up onto his chest.
    She frowned down at him. “I wanted to keep going…”
    He shook his head and kissed her, tasting her unique taste and his inside her mouth. He didn’t want to cum that way.
    She pulled back again. “Seriously. Please, I want to thank you for being so good to me last night.”
    Rob turned his body and stretched his arm out for the remaining condom on the side table. He handed it to her. “Then make love to me again.”
    Her eyes opened wide in surprise before she took the condom from him with one of those cheeky little smiles. She ripped open the packet and rolled it down onto him. His body throbbed at her feather light touch. She looked up into his eyes, a frown marring her smooth forehead.
    “Michelle, I don’t need your thanks and if I did, I want to feel your pleasure, so come here.”
    She needed him to take control, it was obvious. She wasn’t young, yet her inexperience surprised and pleased him. Rob gripped her fleshy, warm hips and lifted her over him. Not waiting for her to lower herself down, he found her entrance and thrust up into her warm, wet body.
    She cried out and arched her back.
    Rob moaned as she gripped him and began to move on him, up and down. He was already so aroused, but she wasn’t where she needed to be. He let her hips go and find her rhythm. Reaching up, he cupped her full breasts, stroking over her distended nipples.
    “That feels so good.” Michelle moaned as she threw her head back and pushed her breasts into his hands.
    Rob knew he was going to come much quicker than her and lifted her off him once again, the loss of her tight heat making a strange gasp leave his throat.
    “What’s wrong?” Michelle asked as Rob pulled himself up to sitting.
    “On your knees, beautiful.”
    Michelle frowned but went down on her hands and knees in front of him. Rob knelt behind her and studied the plump globes of her arse and the straight line of her spine. Beautiful.
    “Touch your clit, Michelle.”
    She gasped and he waited, stroking his hands over her back. Petting her, settling her. Hadn’t anyone ever asked that of her?
    Slowly, very slowly, she moved her torso lower on the bed and one of her hands snuck between her legs.
    She turned her head and Rob saw the heated blush colouring her face. Such an unspoiled girl. He loved every heated look, every unconscious flush of her face. It proved to Rob how real she was.
    “Good girl, let me hear you.”
    Rob moved his fingers to her entrance and inserted one long finger. She gasped and bucked when he deliberately massaged her G-spot. Sometimes his anatomy classes came in handy!
    A sweat broke out on Rob’s brow. He was aching, yet he held on, needing to know she enjoyed this too.
    A moan escaped Michelle’s mouth and she began moving her hips, encouraging him to pick up the pace. He pushed a second finger inside her and began thrusting them in and