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I swallowed, trying to get moisture back in my mouth. “Yes.”

His eyes dropped lower. “Can you…if I put my mouth on you…if I lick your pussy…” He lifted his eyes to me again. “Can you come that way?”

I nodded again, words no longer an option. Then I watched in awe as the huge mountain man in front of me dropped to his knees. He looked up at me as he slowly, cautiously, gripped the top of my thermal pants and started dragging them down my legs. Usually I was self-conscious about my abundant thighs, but with the way Hank was looking at me, the only thing I felt was beautiful.

I stepped out of my pants, and then his fingers were sliding under the sides of my underwear. He looked up at me again, and I gave him a small nod. “Do whatever you want, the things you’ve fantasized about.”

When his eyes dropped back to my cotton-covered pussy, my thigh muscles started to quiver.

He started to tug my underwear down, and when they reached my ankles and I stepped out, his monster chest shuddered.

“Spread wider for me. Please, I-I need to see you,” he rasped.

I did as he asked and his whole body convulsed, like an electrical current had fired through him.

“Birdie,” he groaned on a ragged whisper. “You’re…Christ…do you have any idea how many times I’ve fantasized about this?” His hands at my ankles started sliding up.

I shook my head.

“About this body, this…pussy.” He gritted his teeth, like he was struggling with his control, like he was trying desperately to hold himself back.

I didn’t want him to hold himself back. I threaded my fingers through his hair and tugged gently.

He groaned and pressed his nose to my mound. “Your scent—fuck.” His head tipped back, and his eyes locked on mine again. “You’re so perfect.”

My heart was racing at his words, with the anticipation of having his mouth on me, from the way he looked at me. He took one of my legs and lifted it over his shoulder.

A second later he pressed his hot mouth against my slick pussy lips and growled.

The vibration of it felt amazing, then his tongue darted out, moving over me tentatively, testing, tasting.

That’s when his control snapped.

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Hank

Oh fuck.

The words spun around my head over and over again. This was happening. I couldn’t hold back. Her scent, her taste. Birdie had wrapped herself around me so tight, had crawled so deep, I couldn’t think straight.

All I knew was that I wanted to please her. I wanted to make her come against my tongue, hear her scream in pleasure. I didn’t know if what I was doing would do that, and I hated that I didn’t so much, that I was so damn inexperienced. Beau would know. I’d walked in on him like this with a woman, her thighs on his shoulders. The look on her face said she loved it. God, I hoped Birdie did, too.

My cock pulsed, hard as iron again, as I licked up her juices and she squirmed against me. I dragged my tongue through her slit up to her clit. I knew from Beau that was one of the ways to get a woman to come, and going by the way Birdie tugged on my hair harder and ground her pussy against my mouth, I was doing something right.

Her moans grew louder, so I lifted her other leg, cupped her soft ass, and ate her like the starving man I was.

“Hank,” she cried out. “Oh God, please, please don’t stop. I’m going to...”

No goddamn way would I stop.

I wanted to feel it, I wanted to feel the way her body reacted to what I was doing. She said I could do what I’d fantasized about, and I wanted inside her in a big way. So, I pressed the tip of my finger to her tight little opening and started to slide it inside.

She gave my hair another tug. “Yes…yes, push it deeper.”

Knowing that I was doing this right, that I was making her feel good—nothing compared to it. I felt taller, stronger, more of a man than I had in my whole life. I continued to lick and suck her perfect little clit while I slid my finger in and out of her. She was hot and wet and tight. I wanted it to be my cock. God, so bad.

I was pulsing hard and my balls were drawn up tight. I shoved my free hand down the front of my pants, my shoulders holding Birdie up, and tugged on my cock. I fucked her with my finger while I fucked into my fist.