This was nothing like the teenage fantasies he’d had about Talia Jane, but he’d noticed over the last few weeks that Talia wasn’t anything like he thought she’d be. Instead of easing his dirty thoughts about her, it had only made them dirtier and hotter. He liked her snark. He liked her pissed-off attitude even more than he’d liked the girl-next-door image as a horny teenage boy.

     His hands reached for her breasts, even as his mouth continued to feast on her pussy. Her breasts were soft and plump in his hands, the tips hard. He molded them in his palms before tweaking her nipples. She bucked against his mouth...