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“Henry.” She panted. “Stop talking and fuck me!”
Her legs wrapped around my waist and she buried her fingers in my hair, bringing our lips together again.
I’d spent years fantasizing about sex with her. Making love to her, showing her all the ways I could worship her body.
That was plan this morning. Slow and easy. And here we are, fucking like animals against the wall.
Her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling my head back. “Harder.”
My body trembled from her husky voice and I pounded up inside her hard enough she bounced against the wall, moaning.
“Yes-s-s-s-s!” she hissed.
Going this hard and fast, after not having sex in a couple of years, wasn’t going to allow me to keep this pace for long, but I didn’t care.
Her pussy gripped my cock, and I panted, trying to slow the impending orgasm that rushed through me.
“Fuck.” I licked her neck. “I … can’t …”
“Just come!” Her fingers tightened again, pulling my hair painfully tight.
I sounded like a teenage boy with high-pitched grunts and groans as I drilled up inside her, holding still and pumping her full. My head dropped to her shoulder as we stayed there, panting.
A moment later, she croaked out a single word. “Water.”
Her legs released their hold and dangled down. I stepped back and let her slide down my body as my cock slid from her.
“Fuck me.” She giggled softly. “I needed that.”
“You?” I snorted.
She slipped out from between me and the wall. “Where’s the glasses?”
“Beside the fridge.” I dropped my head onto the wall, not facing her.
She moved behind me, opening and closing the cabinet, and I heard her fill the glass with water from the fridge.
I rolled around to see her, and she refilled the glass, set it on the counter and took her shirt off, dropping it on the floor.
A lazy smile set on her lips as she reached over for the glass and brought it to me. “Thirsty?”
A chuff puffed out from my chest. “Yeah, but not for water.”
“Start with water.” She winked.
Miranda
The way Henry looked at me made my body hum with sexual tension, and I wanted more. “Been a hot minute for you, too?”
He nodded slowly as he drained the glass. “Oh, yeah.”
Henry pushed off the wall and walked me backwards to put the glass on the counter. I stopped moving and slid my hands under his shirt, pushing it up over his head.
“I’m not sure if I’m still drunk on the beer or if I’m drunk on you.” My lips danced on his chest, pressing little kisses.
I felt his hands slide down my arms, linking our hands. He brought them up and pressed kisses on my knuckles, then let go of one hand and led me with the other.
We walked through the hall to the stairs and up we went. Henry led me back to his bedroom, but before leading me inside, he scooped me up wedding style. His lips attacked mine as he carried me through the door to the bed.
