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“Can you reach the condoms?” I askas we briefly come up for air, because she’s closer to thenightstand.
Roxie cranes her neck. “I don’tsee the box. We must’ve knocked it over. Let me get it.”
She hops out of bed and looksaround the room until she locates the package, beaming in victory.I watch her beautiful naked body move in the streetlights thatspill in through the window. She looks horny and relaxed and happy,and I feel pressure in my chest as well as in the base of my cockbecause she looks angelic, but also so fucking hot as she rushesback to me.
I kneel on the bed and hold out myhand for a condom while Roxie lies down on her side next to me.
“You have a beautiful dick,” shesays and pumps it a few times, the pad of her thumb rubbing theunderside, her eyes wide and burning. “Just gorgeous. Like the restof you.” She runs her hands down my abs and I don’t know what tosay. I’m not gorgeous.
“Thanks, I guess,” I say, as Itear off the wrapper and roll on the condom.
“No, Chris. I mean it. You’re sucha beautiful man. You have to know this.” She strokes my stomach. “Ican’t believe that I get to touch you.”
“That’s how I feel about you,” Isay as I lie next to her, side by side. “When I first saw you, thattime you let me into Amy’s and your apartment, it was like someonehad knocked the wind out of me.”
“I remember that,” Roxie says. “Ithought it was only me. I didn’t really understand what it wasthen, especially because you turned out to be so fuckingdunnoying.”
“Why, you…” She giggles as I pinher down, holding her left wrist above her head.
Her breaths turn shallow andrapid, and she parts her legs for me. She’s slightly to the side,but mostly on her back, and I slide between her thighs, but I’m notfucking her yet. Instead, my dick rubs between her folds, and I tryto keep my weight off her and on my left elbow instead. I releaseher pinned arm, and my right hand is now free to go between herbreast and her ass, and I can’t decide which one I love better, butthen I remember I love them both greatly, endlessly, but neither aswell as Roxie’s sweet pussy, and within seconds my fingers areinside her, sliding in and out of the wet heat, following the shapeof her pelvis, rubbing the whole path of trembling flesh betweenher legs, the way I now know she likes, while my lips are busy onhers, filling her mouth with my tongue, licking the corners of hermouth, dipping down the jawline, teeth grazing her neck. Her handsare on my face and in my hair, and she whimpers as she moves,slowly, lazily, her hips rolling, responding to my fingers withinher.
She reaches down, grabs my ass,and pulls it toward herself. “Come inside,” she whispers.
I lead the head of my cock to heropening, then slip my free hand underneath her, holding her stillfor a second, and simultaneously push myself inside and pull hertoward me. We both moan as I slide home, and it’s the best feeling.She’s warm and tight, yet open and yielding. The fit is just …perfect.
“Is your leg dying from myweight?” I ask.
“No, it’s okay.”
“I wanna hold you,” I whisper.
“You are holding me.”
“I want you all around me.”
She lets out a barely audiblesigh, like a little shudder of excitement. She rolls from the sidefully onto her back, pulling me along with her, and she raises herknees and hooks her feet to each other behind my back. Then shepulls my head into a deep kiss, her mouth slanted on mine andsucking on my tongue, while I am on my elbows on either side ofher, forearms underneath her shoulders, and it’s exactlywhat I wanted. I can hear her soft moans and smell her breath andher hair and her skin, and I feel her enveloping me with all partsof her, and it’s so beautiful and we’re so close, so close,as I slide in and out of her slowly, almost imperceptibly, whileshe tilts her hips a tiny bit to meet me with every thrust. I movemy lips off hers and our eyes lock, our breaths in sync, and I’venever felt this connected to a woman before, and it’s terrifying,but also somehow isn’t… Because it’s Roxie and this all makessense, just so much fucking sense, like the most sense thatanything has ever made.
“Chris,” she barely utters as shetakes in tiny wisps of air.
“Mhm?”
“This is intense.”
“Yeah.”
“We’re barely moving, but I feellike my insides might explode.”
I just nod.
I feel her pull me closer, hold metighter, which I didn’t know was possible, her legs clasping aroundmy sides, as we rock and breathe together.
“I’m a little freaked out,” shesays.
“Me, too.” I kiss her deeply andwhisper into her mouth. “But I’m also not. Because it’s you.”
Sweat is sticking her hair overher beautiful, flushed face. I move my arm so I can cup her cheekthen move a few drenched strands away. Her eyelashes flutter as shepants.
“I can’t take this anymore,” shepleads. “It’s too much. It’s too … everything.”
