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“You’re so big.”
“I’m not going to hurt you.” Jeremy pulled her across his body. “This way you can be in control.”
Angie smiled. “You are so sweet.” Her mouth covered his in a tentative kiss. As their embrace intensified, she rubbed against his hard body.
“Slow down.” He held his breath at each wiggle and thrust of her hips. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to shoot his load again and embarrass himself.
“No. I’ve waited three years for this. I’m not slowing down, stopping, or waiting. Even if the room falls down on us.”
“Shit.”
Angie leaned up, clutched his cock, and placed him at her entrance. “Like this?”
“Yes,” he hissed.
She lowered her slick body over him and stopped when he reached her barrier.
“Don’t rush it.” Jeremy placed his hand between their bodies and circled her clit.
She moaned with each twist and pull of her distended nub.
“Does that feel good?”
“God, yes, don’t stop.”
As he flicked across her clit, she moaned and pushed through her hymen. He held his breath as he waited for her to adjust. “Are you okay?”
“Sure.” Angie nodded and rubbed her sex against his base as she rocked against him. Her eyes fluttered shut.
Jeremy bit his lip and tensed his muscles to keep from pounding into her. He was desperate to claim her, but he would never forgive himself if she didn’t enjoy the experience. Jeremy placed his hands on her thighs and pulled out to her edge and then slid back inside her hot hole. Making love to Angie was sweeter than anything he’d ever done.
As he helped guide her over his body, she whimpered with each thrust. He stopped in mid-stroke.
“Damn it, harder.” Angie used her thighs to slam down on his shaft and back up again.
“Okay.” That was all the encouragement he needed to take control back. She threw her head back as he pounded into her.
“Oh shit. Shit!” Angie moaned as her walls clenched over his cock.
“Fuck,” Jeremy panted as he thrust over and over lettering her walls milk his shaft. The room spun as he pulled her down to collapse on top of him.
When he caught his breath, he placed a kiss on her lips and rolled to his side, taking her with him. The slow rhythm of her breathing caused him to drift off to sleep.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Six hours later, Angie jerked awake. What the hell? She glanced down to see Jeremy’s hand on her side and his face in the pillow as he lay sprawled over her. Her fingers itched to run through his hair, but she knew what that would lead to. What it had led to the last three times.
Why hadn’t he snuck out? Wasn’t he supposed to run off in the middle of the night and pretend that nothing happened?
Angie scooted to the edge of the bed and grabbed her robe. She needed to take a shower and get out of there before he woke up. Her breath hitched as a sob caught in her throat. Why didn’t I go to his room? Now she had to get ready without waking him up and begging him not to go.
She ran to the shower and turned on the hot water. As she waited for it to heat up, she looked in the mirror. Her hair stood on end, and her face was covered in razor burn. Shit. Did she have enough foundation to cover that up?
Angie shivered as she envisioned all the positions and ways in which Jeremy had pleasured her. Every muscle in her body was sore but in a good way. More like a delightful way.
Her eyes stung as she pulled back the curtain. Jeremy would leave the next day, and she’d never see him again. Or at least not for years.
After she stepped inside, she let the hot water cascade down her back to loosen her muscles.
