My body is still singing with bliss, my heart still racing, and despite the orgasm, I already want more. He lets out a dark chuckle of his own, a shake of his head that has my entire pussy tensing once more. “That was just the start, Josie.” His hand lifts, wet fingers moving to my lips as I stare at him with lust and need. “Clean these.” The idea of tasting myself on a man has never been something I thought was hot, but my fucking God, when he slides his fingers between my lips, when my tongue tastes the salty, musky flavor of myself on his thick, calloused fingers, remembering how they
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