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her bedroom down the hall. He had to duck a little to get in the doorway. He’d already hit his head twice on the doorway arches throughout her little house. It wasn’t built for a big man, but he’d been pretty good-natured about it. He seemed to be good-natured about everything. She liked that, too.
Save the drama for your mama,
she thought. She was so tired of guys who needed to live a soap opera every minute of the day. Even that thing at the police station with Brian hadn’t thrown him off much, whatever that was.
    When Ty got her inside he threw her on the bed. She rolled over and spread her legs and he fell between them, his face immediately pressing into her pussy for a taste. His tongue licked right along her lips and then he teased her clit with the tip. She moaned. “God, yes,” she told him, grabbing a handful of his damp hair. “Eat me. I love that shit.”
    Ty laughed and his breath was hot and moist against her pussy, turning her on even more. “You are what my mother would call an ‘earthy girl,’ ” he told her, nibbling up and down as if she were a lollipop or something.
    “You turn me on even when you talk about your mother, which is some crazy shit,” she said breathlessly.
    “I love your potty mouth,” Ty told her, and she could tell he meant it. His voice was all hot and bothered and hungry.
    “Yeah?” she said. “I got lots more where that came from. Lick this pussy and then fuck it.”
    “No.” Ty surprised her by rising up onto his hands and knees and crawling up her body until his dick was right over her face. “You’re getting taken. You don’t tell me what to do. I tell you. Suck my dick. If you do it right, then I’ll lick that pussy. Got it?”
    Randi got it, right down to her tingling toes. She loved it when a guy took charge, loved to play that game. Without a word, she lifted her head and took the tip of his dick in her mouth and sucked. He tasted like her strawberry soap and musky precum. It was damn sexy. She slowly worked her mouth over him, taking him deeper with each pass, and she could tell he fucking loved it. He was big all over and her lips were stretched around him. He groaned her name as his legs splayed wider so that she could rest her head on the mattress while she sucked him. Even like this he was all about her. Damn, she could get used to a guy like him. Too bad she wouldn’t get the chance. Because guys like him
never
stayed with girls like her. Hell, he’d be fucking some supermodel in a month. He pulled away from her and she whined a little when she lost the taste of him.
    “Don’t worry, babe,” he said soothingly, “I just want it different.” He reached down and grabbed her under the armpits and dragged her up so that she was reclining on all the pillows on her bed. She might be a tough cop, but she loved this damn girly bed with her ten little pillows and frilly shams and lacy sheets. Once he had her where he wanted her, he grabbed a handful of her hair and held her in place while he slid his dick back into her mouth. He was all caveman and alpha, and she nearly came right then and there.
    She looked up at him as she sucked him and let him fuck her mouth. He was frowning with concentration, watching his dick slide in and out and licking his lips. She watched a drop of sweat drip down his temple to his cheek, and she knew he was holding back, which turned her on even more. She was fucking on fire for this guy. She reached up and palmed that fine ass and squeezed as she sucked so hard her cheeks hollowed out.
    “Fuck, yeah,” he said in a ragged voice. “Make me come. Do it.”
    Suddenly she wanted to taste his orgasm so bad she was a little worried about herself. She’d never been into it this much. She moaned as he fucked her mouth just shy of too hard. She relaxed her throat and he slipped deeper and she swallowed around him.
    “Jesus, yeah, beautiful,” he said. “Fuck, yeah.”
    She liked a talker. He let her know she was doing it