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Whenever I’d fantasized about our previous kiss, I’d envisioned how it looked just by how it felt against me, but seeing it free, thick, and up close, I realized I’d severely underestimated him.
Smiling, he unwrapped the condom and slowly rolled it over his length.
My eyes widened with every inch, and when he was completely sheathed, he lifted my legaround his waist and eased into me all at once.
Then he moved me up and down without mercy.
Oh my god…
“Is this how you want to be fucked?” He squeezed my ass, and I moaned, incapable of answering.
He buried his head against my neck, biting and kissing me whenever I screamed, holding me taut so I wouldn’t fall off him.
“Is this how you wanted it?” he whispered, asking me again.
“Yes…” I felt my pussy tightening around his cock. “Yes…”
He moved his head back and stared into my eyes as he controlled me, making sure his cock hit every spot, ensuring my mouth served him an endless sound of satisfaction.
Before I could try to gain any sense of control, an unfamiliar wave of pleasure wracked through my body.
Then it wrecked me again, and again.
I screamed as the earth shattered under me, and I shut my eyes as he held me even tighter.
We remained entwined for several moments, and his lips lingered against mine.
“Shit…” He slowly pulled out of me and gently placed my leg onto the floor. Then he threw the condom away.
I stood still staring at him, unsure of what to say, what to do.
“Do I need to apologize for fucking you?” he whispered.
“Only if you’re sorry.”
“I’mnot.” He buttoned my pajama top. “You can go home now, though.”
“What about the work?”
“I won’t be able to focus on anything except a repeat with you for the next few hours.” A slow smile crossed his lips, and he picked up my purse, handing it to me. “Go home and get some sleep.”
MODUS OPERANDI (N.)
A CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION TERM FOR "WAY OF OPERATING," WHICH MAY PROVE THE ACCUSED HAS A PATTERN OF REPEATING THE SAME CRIMINAL ACTS USING THE SAME METHOD
ELIZABETH
Iwoke up with my fingers buried deep in my pussy, exhausted from replaying the previous afternoon with Damien far too many times to count. I felt foolish for living so long without knowing how amazing sex could feel, how it could literally shift and alter everything.
Ringgg! Ringgg! Ringgg!
I rolled over and slammed my hand against the alarm. I checked my phone to make sure my movers were still planning to come collect my things tomorrow and then I headed to the shower.
The second the streams hit my skin, my phone sounded.
Groaning, I grabbed it and put it on speaker.
“Hello?” I answered.
