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“I know it's quite basic, but I think I like the control I have in missionary.”

“Boy, there is nothing basic about missionary when you know what you're doing,” I moaned as he penetrated me, his balls slapping against me in such a delicious way. “Mmm, I want you to fuck me harder, baby.” He leaned up and smiled, his curiosity bringing a certain innocence to his eyes.

“See, now I have questions. You told me that back at your mate’s house, but when I attempted it, you just wrapped your legs around me. What was I doing wrong?”

“You weren't doing anything wrong. It’s just…usually when a woman says harder, she doesn't mean faster; she just means add more force and pressure to your power. Instead of going faster, drive into me like it's your purpose to pin me down. That's what does the job for me,” I explained, and in a series of well-calculated and intentional thrusts, he overwhelmed me with how well he had done his first attempt.

“Like that baby?” he mewed.

“Oh yeah, baby, just like that,” I panted, losing myself to the savagery of his strokes. We locked gazes, knowing we both were on the edge of nearly imploding as he leaned up, taking me at a different angle and speed. The sexy sounds he was making made me all the way lose it.

“Yeah, baby, fuck! Like that. Make me come over that dick,” I cried, pressing his forehead to mine with closed eyes, he bit his bottom lip.

“Stop, Jaq, you're gonna make me come.”

“Don't hold back for me. Give me that fucking cum,” I taunted, gripping onto his muscular hips and giving his tight ass a squeeze.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…fuck,” he moaned into the pillow beneath my head, pulling out nearly enough to empty his well-deserved climax on the length of my torso.

Flashing him a devilish grin, I adjusted my damp hair off my neck. “Look how many swears I got from you this time,” I flirted. “You definitely earned that nut.” Rushing to get me a towel, he apologized while helping me clean up.

“I think I like switching positions throughout. It helps me last longer when I diversify. Oh, fuck.” He took one exhausted breath, collapsing on his back beside me. “Okay, don't be mad at me, but that lesson made me a little sleepy.” Glancing at my phone screen, it was pretty late.

“Hey, when we get back on the road, I'll drive back home, give you a little break from the wheel.” He shrugged.

“Only if you want to, I don't mind,” he yawned, rolling over to give into slumber. Seconds later, he was turning back over to take me in his arms with a lazy smile on his face.

“There, that's better.”

“Gosh, you are just so goddamn adorable.”

“Well, even adorables can't sleep without a cuddle buddy. Be my cuddle buddy?”

Cozying up next to him, I had no energy to argue. “Gladly. Now get some sleep,” the last thing I said to him, the morning coming quicker than normal. We woke up early and got dressed, and after a quick stop at Starbucks, we were back on the road. Jumping on the highway, he played with the volume, putting it on a station with a chill vibe.

“Hey, you know what I realized this weekend,” I said, turning to him long enough to catch his big smile.

“And what is that?”

“This was actually a good idea. I actually enjoy being in your company. Half the time I'm not feeling meeting new people, but I don't know, you put my soul at ease. I can't wait to hang out more when we get back home.”

“Well, happy to learn that I made an impression. So, this hanging out again? Will it end in another sex lesson?” he flirted, my shoulders meeting him in an undecided shrug.

“Guess you're just gonna have to plan things and see.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Graham

After a long weekend of food exploration and sightseeing, I was happy to finally make time to hit up the gym. A few days wasn't completely throwing me off my game, and the arrogance of my Polynesian genetics made bulking up relatively easy. But my gym time was one of the three things that boosted my confidence, the other writing and creating music. And the last? Well, that last one was fairly new and involved lessons from a woman named Jaq.

Jaq: Busy tonight?

Me: If by busy you mean doing absolutely nothing? Nope

Jaq: Up to something now?

Me: At the gym...