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Hard.

Wicked.

Punishing.

But my girl didn’t cry. No, her mouth found mine, sealing the moment with a wet, sloppy kiss. Our tongues dueled for dominance. She might have been beneath me, but she held all the power, and part of me believed she knew it, too. She took my cock like she was made for me. Her tightness stretched around me, gripping me so fucking exquisitely it was a goddamn miracle I hadn’t blown my load and embarrassed myself like some horny amped-up teen.

Sweat dripped from my temples down to her face. Instead of being grossed out, she smiled wickedly up at me. Feral. She pushed up and licked the sweat from the side of my face, and we got lost in one another.

I was so deep, so fucking gone, I wasn’t sure where she started and where I ended. Fuck, in that moment, we were one. Two halves of a whole finally back together. Her body started to tighten around me. Her pussy gripped and milked me. Holy fuck, she was going to come again, and this time on my dick. One, two, four thrusts. She bucked under me as an orgasm washed through her and wetness gushed and coated my thighs. My balls drew up tight and my spine tingled in all-too familiar way. I was close, and fuck, even though I didn’t want our first time to come to an end, I wasn’t sure I could hold back the inevitable.

My release hit me like a freight train.

I came so hard black spots threatened my vision as my seed pulsed out in heavy thick ribbons, emptying my balls deep inside her body.

“Sadie,” I groaned, biting down on her bare shoulder. Her limbs tightened around me, holding me to her like she wasn’t ready to let me go just yet. I fell forward, breathing heavily while I tried to catch my breath. Sweat cooled on my skin as she stroked my hair with her fingers. I lifted myself up and felt the smile she gave me straight to my heart.

“Hi,” she breathed, breaking the momentary silence.

“Sadie.” My voice sounded hoarse to my own ears. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” She shook her head, that sweet warmth still in her eyes fuck. I bent and kissed between her breasts, moving my lips up to under her jaw and then finally her mouth.

“That was wow…” she sighed sleepily. I shifted in her small bed and pulled her close, tucking her to my side. “Do you have togo?” she asked quietly. A shimmer of that shyness I’d seen in her before appeared for a split second.

“You kicking me out already?” I asked playfully. She giggled, shaking her head against my shoulder and hiking her leg over my thigh.

“No. I just… I don’t know… I don’t do this.”

“This isn’t a hookup, little bird.”

“Why do you call me that?”

“Because from the moment I saw you, I thought you were so fucking pretty and needed someone to protect you.”

“In the elevator?” she asked with a yawn, and I grunted because this wasn’t the time for the truth to come out. “Hmm, you did protect me at the party.”

“I would do it again,” I vowed and felt her body relax against mine as sleep took her under. I was positive I wouldn’t be able to sleep. The need inside of me to watch her, to get back inside of her, to watch her ride me hard was almost overwhelming.

But the late nights and orgasm got the better of me, and a couple of minutes later, I fell asleep, getting the best sleep of my life.

10SADIE

Istretched out in bed, and even though I was more than aware I was alone in said bed, I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.

My body was deliciously sore in the best way possible. How Jason had fucked me, played my body like a master cellist, had been life changing.What if it was just for a night? What if he’s not what he seems?The pessimistic side of me tried to intervene, but I was too amped up on endorphins and dopamine to give it a second thought.

Someone knocked on my door, and I got up, tossing the hoodie Jason had left behind over my body and grabbing a pair of clean undies. Hopping on one foot as I slipped into them, I looked down at myself once I was clothed and had to bite the inside of my cheek.

It was huge on me.

The memory of how he covered my body as he fucked me rushed through my head. I shook the dirty thought away and caught a glimpse of my reflection in the full-length mirror by the small closet in my room.

I was covered, the hoodie longer than the dresses I wore, but somehow, I felt like I was covered with his mark all over me.

I felt like a whole other person.

A new woman.

Geez, no wonder women’s heads got messed with after really great sex. I opened the door, assuming it was Tere to wake me up for my hike, but my eyes widened at who was leaning against the door.