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I swiveled my hips, looking for the right motion, the right pressure to make her detonate. Her lips latched onto my neck, and she hung from my frame, grinding as hard against me as I was pounding into her. She met my thrusts with her own surges, and then, when she cried against my neck, I knew I'd found the right spot. She was wetter than before; hotter than before. So hot and so wet, I thought I would explode.
With relentless precision, I stroked her. Her hands rose to grip my wrists, and her head dropped back onto the pillow, unable to kiss me and concentrate on the feeling of the pleasure I was building between her legs. I started whispering to her, filthy things that made her eyes go wide but her grip tensed.
And finally she tightened around me, her whole body growing taut like Adam's guitar strings. Her fingers were going to leave marks, but I didn't care. I only cared that her sweet orgasm was shaking her body, taking over her entire being, until she cried out a long, sweet, low sound of utter pleasure. I let go and let the climax I'd been holding off roar through me. I came so hard my entire body shook.
We were both panting like we'd run a marathon, but while she was catching her breath, I was trying to pull my tongue out of the back of my throat.
"That was so fucking beautiful, Winter," I said, stroking her gently, enjoying those tiny ripples of aftershock.
"Those were some dirty things you said to me," she said with a tired smile.
"You liked it though."
"I did.”
“Stay the night?" I asked. I tried to make my invitation as light as possible, but it was late and I had no desire to drive her back into town. I wanted to fall asleep with her in my arms and wake up to her smiling face.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
I gave her a swift kiss and tossed her my discarded T-shirt to put on while I went to the bathroom to take care of the condom. When I returned, she'd donned the shirt and was straightening the covers.
"Sorry," she blushed. "I like my blankets all orderly and smooth."
"No problem." I picked up another pillow and helped her spread the comforter out.
When everything was situated to her satisfaction, I lifted the comforter and sheet and gestured for her to climb in. She did, flashing a little ass and a lot of leg. I sighed in appreciation. I could get used to that sight.
Crawling in beside her, I settled on my back and slid an arm underneath her so I could draw her close to my body. I heard her sniff.
"Need a Kleenex?" I moved to exit the bed, but she stopped me.
"No. I was smelling your T-shirt. I think I'm going to take a dozen home with me and set up a kiosk at the mall where I'd sell boyfriend T-shirts."
"Don't women think we men stink all the time?"
"No." She inhaled deeply. "It smells…I don't know. Comforting? Sexy? All of the above?"
"I am pretty awesome," I joked. She pinched me lightly above my nipple in response. I grabbed her hand and brought it to my lips. "Hey, don't damage the goods," I scolded. She settled into my embrace, and like everything else with Winter, it felt right.
"You're the first girl to spend the night here," I said absently.
"Really? How is that possible?"
I stroked a hand down her arm, enjoying the feel of her soft tits pressing into my side and the light pressure of her leg as it rested on top of mine. "You have overnights in your parents' house often?"
"No, never," she admitted.
"Dad told me my mom wouldn't approve and that every kid had to make out in the basement. It was a rite of passage."
"I've only slept overnight with Hugh, and even then only a few times. Hugh liked his space."
I grunted. "I think we’ve established Hugh was an idiot, but that's a good thing. Otherwise you wouldn't be here."
"Good point." She snuggled closer.
"What department would mine be in?" I was referring to the boyfriend shirt shop.
