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did you say no?”
    I looked into her eyes. “Do I really need to answer that?”
    “Was it because you hoped I would come back, or because you weren’t over me?”
    “I don’t know,” I said with a shrug. “I just wasn’t ready to have sex with someone that wasn’t you. I’d think about you the whole time, comparing everything she did to you. I wouldn’t enjoy it. I would feel empty. Does that answer your question?”
    She nodded.
    I dug into my food, assuming the conversation was over.
    “And you think it’s a good idea to spend time with her?”
    “She’s my friend.” That’s all I said.
    Monnique backed down and ate her dinner. But I knew she was screaming inside.
     
    When we came back to the apartment, we sat on the couch and turned on the TV. She snuggled into me, holding me tightly while we watched a late night talk show. My fingers moved through her hair, missing the silkiness to it. Her familiar smell entered my nostrils, reminding me of our relationship before she left. I missed that. There was an unbreakable trust between us. Now only slivers of it remained.
    Monnique left my side then disappeared into the bedroom. When she came out, she was wearing slutty lingerie.
    And my cock sprang to life.
    I told her I wasn’t ready to have sex on a regular basis, but she was intent on doing other things. I got a blow job every night this week, and I knew I was about to get another one.
    She kneeled between my legs, her tits pushed together in perkiness. I should tell her this wasn’t necessary, but she was too hot to deny. Her hands moved up my thighs slowly until she reached the button of my jeans. She undid it then slid them down, pulling my briefs with them.
    I felt dirty for letting her do this but I was too weak to stop her. Monnique gave the best head in the world. And after not getting laid for three months, I was horny as hell. She was the only person I could do this with. If I really wanted to get my dick wet, I could have picked up countless girls at the bars but I never did. Monnique was the only woman I wanted.
    She licked the tip, making me gasp at the feel of her warm mouth. She rubbed her tongue up and down the base, making me rock my hips because I wanted to feel the back of her throat. Seeing her on her knees at my feet was the hottest thing in the world. Her mouth sucked the head of my cock before she took the plunge and sheathed me entirely.
    “Fuck…” I grabbed her hair and fisted it, guiding her up and down my cock. God, it felt so good.
    She deep throated me then sucked the tip before she did it again. I leaned back and enjoyed it like a sick bastard. I love getting head as much as I enjoyed her warm and tight pussy. But sitting back and enjoying it was the best part.
    She took me to the back of her throat as I felt the explosion deep in my balls.
    “I’m going to come,” I whispered. I always gave her the option of pulling away before I came in her mouth. But she always swallowed it like a pro. I felt the pleasurable explosion up my shaft and I came inside her mouth, loving every second of the awesome orgasm. “Baby…”
    She sucked the tip again before she pulled me out of her. Then she crawled into my lap, wanting to be close to me. I was never selfish in bed, and I wasn’t going to start now just because she broke my heart.
    I moved her on her back then yanked her underwear off. She tensed when she knew what I was going to do. I knew she loved it when I went down on her. It was the tastiest thing I’d ever had in my mouth.
    As soon as my mouth touched her nub, she moaned loudly and arched her back. Monnique was extremely sexual with me, wanting me all the time. And I knew she loved it when I ate her pussy.
    I moved my tongue over her folds while I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb. She was already panting, at the edge of her ecstasy. I moved her clitoris harder and used my tongue to slide inside her.
    Her head rolled back. “Cortland…”
    Bingo. She was there.
    She