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And when her eyes met mine, I sank all the way inside her – pressed firmly on her clit as I rubbed back and forth –

And I whispered, “I love you.”

“OH GOD!” she cried out, a whisper-shout, as she began to come.

Her eyes never left mine as her mouth opened wide in an ‘O’ –

And that’s what pushed me over the edge.

“Rachel – oh FUCK – oh RACHEL – ” I hissed as I gazed deep into her eyes –

“LARS!” she whisper-screamed, and then her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt me explode inside her.

I’ve never come that hard or that long, with burst after burst of my cock throbbing inside her.

When it was over, I nestled my head in the hollow of her neck, gasping for air…

And I felt the trembling of her body slowly ease up and die away.

I pulled back to look at her, my cock still hard inside her.

I was overwhelmed by how beautiful she was… and I smiled.

She grinned back, then kissed me fiercely.

When we finally stopped, she asked, “You said you had another hotel room nearby?”

“Yeah.”

“We need to go, then.”

“To get away from the assassin?”

“No,” she murmured right before she kissed me again. “I need you to fuck me like that all night long.”

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Ihad to unbuckle my pants to get my cock back under my clothes. Her line about I need you to fuck me like that all night long didn’t do anything to help me go soft again.

Finally, though, I arranged everything so that the crotch of my pants didn’t look overtly obscene.

Rachel readjusted her dress and let the silky material fall back to the floor. Except for the light sheen of sweat glistening on her skin, she looked like nothing had happened.

But apparently looks were deceiving.

“I can feel your cum dripping down my leg,” she said, her voice husky and dark.

FUCK.

I pulled her underwear out of my pocket. “You can wipe it off with – ”

“I like it,” she said, her eyes ravenous as she smiled. “Let’s go to your hotel room. NOW.”

“Fuuuuck,” I whispered as I followed her down the stairs.

Again, nothing she said was helping my cock get any softer.

Before we exited the stairwell, Rachel pulled something out of her purse: two black booties. They looked like something you might wear to climb wet rocks.

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