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“I don’t think I can move, Pixie,” he gruffed from above her, his eyes darkening as they gazed down into hers.
She must have look confused as well as lustful, because Doug explained.
“The minute I start, I’m going to come. You feel so damned tight.”
“Then come, Doug,” she gave him permission.
“Not without you,” he stated, and reaching down between them, he found her hot spot, her sensitive button, and began scribing circles around it before giving it a pinch.
Pixie cried out, lifting her hips, seeking…more, and that’s when Doug began to move.
It took him only three strokes before she was seeing stars, and two more before he joined her.
They both laughed afterward at how fast they’d finished.
Was it any kind of endurance record? Absolutely not.
Was it completely and unequivocally the best sex she’d ever had?
Unquestionably.
EPILOGUE
THREE MONTHS LATER
“Now,” Doug ordered, holding Pixie down as he fucked her from behind over the back of their new couch. Obligingly, she exploded around him, clenching her interior muscles and urging him to finish as well.
“No. I don’t want it to end,” he griped, pumping in and out with lustful vigor.
“You’d better wind up soon,” she responded breathlessly. “There”thrust“are”thrust“a bunch”thrust“of people”thrust“who are going to be awfully disappointed if we’re late.” She was able to finish her sentence in an exhale, because Doug had come hard inside her.
She giggled. In the three months since they’d first fucked, Doug had become more and more aggressive, more certain of himself, and much more inventive in the ways that they came together. Today, over the back of the couch was another first, and Pixie thought it might be one of her favorites.
“Let them wait,” Doug grunted, massaging her ass cheeks while remaining seated inside her.
“Uh, it’s our wedding day?” she snickered. “We invited them.” She and Doug would be married in a little over an hour at the Sothard’s farmhouse. When the matriarch of the familyhad offered the venue, the woman had worried that Pixie would have flashbacks and not want to take her up on it, but Pixie had grabbed at the chance. Both she and Talia needed some good memories to replace the bad ones that had occurred there, and were more than willing to sample Ellen’s hospitality again.
“Fine.” Doug’s cock slid from its berth. He stood up, grabbed the facecloth he’d placed at hand, and cleaned off before tucking himself into his tux pants. They weren’t using condoms anymore, having agreed that babies would be a joyful addition to their home. He then did the honors of cleaning Pixie up before lowering her frothy gown back down to cover her ass.
“Uh, panties, Doug?” she snorted.
“Fuck.” He reached into his pocket, put the scrap of fabric to his nose and inhaled before he knelt behind her and threaded the lace back up her legs. When he seemed to slow down right around her thighs, Pixie scolded.
“We don’t have time for another, Doug. I promise we’ll do it wherever you want when we get home.”
“Kitchen counter,” he replied with a grunt, seating her panties back in their proper place.
“I knew you’d say that. It’s your favorite, isn’t it.”
He gave a comical leer. “That, and the shower, and the picnic table, and the bed.”
“Insatiable,” she clicked her tongue. “What does Will say about that?”
“He’s proud,” Doug answered without hesitation, “And his balls are blue with jealousy. It’s time that man finds a good woman.”
They wouldn’t go into that now. Pixie had tried to fix Will up with several of her teacher friends, but none of them had worked out. “He’s fussy and stubborn, just like a few of your teammates.” It was true what people said. When you were happy in love, you wanted the same for everyone you knew.
Pixie turned around and straightened her dress. “How do I look?” she asked.
