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I accelerate, pounding into her like a damned jackhammer. She plays with her nipples as I fuck her and fuck her, and soon I’m getting close to coming myself.

But I’m not done with her yet.

I lift her off my cock and place her on the couch. I kick my pants off my ankles before I dive headfirst between her slender legs.

And I feast.

I devour her pussy, running my tongue up and down her delicate folds as she squirms under me. Pretty soon I pull out a second orgasm, and then a third.

I clamp my lips around her clit, driving her to a fourth.

I climb upward and thrust my cock back inside her.

I pump and pump and pump in and out of her. In and out, in and out. Up and down. Up and down.

She throws her head back and bites down on her lip so hard she draws a drop of blood.

I only fuck her harder.

“Fuck, Aus… You’ve got me close. Close. Close…” She lets out the loudest moan so far as she comes once more. The sounds of her groans go straight from my ear to my dick, and with a few more pumps, I’m spilling into her.

I stay inside her for a few more moments as we kiss. Eventually the haze lifts and we sit back up on the couch.

She wipes the sweat off her brow. “God, I needed that.”

I grin. “I’m happy to help out whenever you do.”

She smiles—the first smile I’ve seen since the gala—and peppers kisses over my right shoulder. She’s so warm that her kisses almost burn.

She takes a few deep breaths in. “I guess I can take the couch tonight if you’d like to keep your bed to yourself.”

I laugh at that. A big belly laugh, like fucking Santa Claus. “Thea, do you think I’m going to make you sleep on the couch after what we just did?”

She frowns. “I mean, I was hoping that wouldn’t be the case. And I’m not on the news tomorrow, so I won’t wake you up early. But… I mean, it’s your apartment. I just want to be respectful.”

“The most respectful thing you can do is share my bed with me, baby.” I kiss her and then squeeze her hand. “Bedroom is right down the hallway. We could both use a good night’s sleep.”

I wake up the next morning to sun streaming in through the window. I glance over at the alarm clock on my nightstand. It’s nearly ten in the morning.

Same time I woke up yesterday morning, but with much better company in the bed.

Despite the incredible sex I had with Thea, the memory of last night’s events hits back with an edge.

I look over at the side of the bed. Thea lies nude next to me, her beautiful tits spilling out over the comforter. She looks serene, the only movement the slow rising and falling of her chest, the only sound coming from her a gentle snore.

What an insane fucking night.

I had no idea when I agreed to go to the gala with her that it would end with police swarming her house and her spending the night with me.

Oh, and me punching the living daylights out of my own employee.

I’m going to have to smooth that over somehow. I’ll give him a raise or something. Emotions were heightened. I’ll explain it away and apologize.

Right now, though, the only thing in the world I care about is the woman snoozing next to me.

I slowly get out of bed, throw on a terrycloth robe hanging on a hook on my bedroom door, and pad over to the kitchen to start some coffee.

I don’t know what Thea likes for breakfast. Normally I’m an eggs and bacon guy, but today she could probably use some comfort food. I have a bag of frozen blueberries in my freezer that I use for fruit smoothies. I’ll whip up some blueberry pancakes. That’ll be a good smell for her to wake up to.