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embarrass myself. This sensual, confident woman was nothing like the timid, inexperienced girls I’d messed around with before. I’d waited nearly eighteen years to experience this kind of mind-blowing, earth-shattering sexual euphoria that so much music was based upon, and I’d be damned if I was going to fuck it up. A one-pump-chump I was not.
    “So good, Belle,” I breathed out her name, looking back up at her beautiful smiling face. “Your touch feels so fucking better than good.”
    Rocking up on her knees, she slowly scooted backward, moving down my body while lazily stroking my shaft. All I could do was watch in amazement as she lowered her mouth to the pulsing head and swept her tongue over the top, lapping at the glistening drops of pre-cum dribbling from the slit.
    “Mmmm,” she moaned seductively, the vibration from her voice echoing through my cock all the way to my balls.
    A guttural groan escaped from my throat as my hands fell to the back of her head, and I buried my fingers in her dark tresses. She swirled her tongue round and round the head of my dick in a teasing motion until it was wet and shiny while she continued to pump the shaft with her soft, warm hand.
    “Please,” I implored, tugging softly on her hair, ready to die from anticipation. My hips bucked on their own accord, desperate for her to swallow me until I felt my tip hit the back of her throat. “You’re killin’ me.”
    Grinning impishly, she dragged her tongue down the underneath part of my shaft, tracing the seam until she met her stroking hand then followed the same path back up. “I think I like killin’ you, rockstar. Death by blowjob isn’t a bad way to go.”
    Almost at my breaking point, I was close to taking over for her when she finally put me out of my misery, drawing me in between her parted juicy lips. Inch-by-inch, she took a little more of my cock into her mouth until I was nearly buried completely. Sliding her free hand beneath my cock, she cupped my balls with her tender fingers as she flattened her tongue along the underside of my pulsating shaft, licking base to tip.
    I still couldn’t believe this was happening. Not to me. I didn’t act recklessly, heedlessly; I prided myself at keeping control at all times. But as her head bobbed up and down in my lap, sucking my dick like a fucking pro, I was anything but in charge. My hunger for her blinded me to everything else.
    I needed her to want me. Wanted her to need me. I couldn’t wait any longer to touch her intimately. To give her the same pleasure she was giving me.
    “Come up here,” I rasped, moving my hands to her arms and pulling her up my chest. “You’ve got too many clothes on.”
    Although I immediately missed the warm wetness of her mouth surrounding my cock, I wanted even more to see her body. To suck on her full tits as I fingered her wet pussy like she was one of my favorite guitars. Playing an erotic melody I’d never heard before.
    In a single sweeping motion, I had the shirt over her head and her bra unlatched, freeing her beautiful tits. My mouth watered at the sight of her sitting topless across me, still leisurely grinding her hips against my exposed erection.
    “Breathtaking,” I exhaled, as I reached up to palm her breasts, skimming my thumbs over her rosy pebbled nipples.
    Music from the bar floated through the cool night air while fireworks lit up the midnight sky behind her, illuminating my perfect little pixie like the magical creature she was. I knew nothing about her except her first name and that she affected me like nobody I’d ever met, and that was enough to know I didn’t want to stop whatever this was we were doing. It felt too good. Too right. And something told me she felt the same way.
    “Everett, please,” she whimpered, peering down at me through her lust-heavy lids. “Kiss me. I need your mouth on me.”
    I didn’t need to be told twice. Holding her snug against my chest, I quickly rolled us over so that she