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Nikki was the queen of always having something to say. Her mouth was full of witty insights, sarcastic remarks, earnest advice, and satirical commentary. She always knew what to say and when to say it, even if it meant that she came across blunt, outspoken, or abrasive.
But Jonesy was the king of shutting her up, often joking of how whenever she climaxed, she'd get so speechless. He was the only person who could ever get her to hush.
Whenever he descended upon her, giving her lips kisses and licks, her mind was stunned, at a loss for words. She went from having an expansive vocabulary to being reduced to the most basic sounds in the alphabet.
"Oh," she would pant over and over again as she clutched his head, writhing at the feel of him and his warm mouth.
Other times, she could only latch onto the most explicit words. She didn't have the time to croon an epic poem to him about how he made her see stars. She kept it short and sweet.
"Ah, fuck," she would moan as he pinned her to his bedroom wall, giving her something that made her forget how to speak.
He sent her into a daze, scrambling her vast lexicon into something so simple and urgent.
Sometimes she wouldn't say anything at all. After her back arched and hips rolled, she would breathe deeply and gather her thoughts, making sure she could find the right sentence to describe to him how he made her feel. And, until she did, she would remain speechless.