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“You want me to get that for you?”
“Either you or the concierge. I’m not lifting a finger while we’re here.”
He pulls the rest of the suit straight up my crack. “Better.” I laugh and fix my suit. He props up pillows, and we face the ocean with my head on his chest and him lightly running his hands through my hair.
“Why do people need us? Don’t they know this exists?” I snuggle down into him.
“I hate people.”
“They’re the worst.” I’m playing with his light chest hair and memorizing the ripples on his stomach for a rainy day in Philly. At some point, he’s going to discover I’m more flash than substance. He’s going to find out that I’m selfish and not good at sharing my time or space. I don’t think I know-how. At least that’s what I’ve been told. I’m too focused, too competitive, and too ambitious. The other flip flop will drop, but for now, I curl up into him a little further, hoping my ruse holds.
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“Sweet God, why is this better?”
She grinds deeper into me. I’m bucking into her as she rides me. My fingers find her clit, and she gasps. “Alex. You’re so deep.”
“Tess. Fuck. Tight and perfect.”
I see her mind snap, and she blurts out mid-thrust, “What if one of us changes our minds?”
“How?” I thrust harder.
“Like, if I was to—” Her words are breathy and interrupted by me.
I yell, “NO! How do you have words?” I lift her up off my cock and quickly flip her on her back and brace her between my elbows. “Shh. Just this. Right now. Here. Let me fuck you. Be here with me.” And then I reenter her and drive hard with one long thrust.
“Fine.” She groans out.
We rise and fall and begin breathing heavily. I pant and mutter expletives. I see her eyes get dreamy. I reach down to her clit and guide her to join me in an epic orgasm. She comes briefly, but I explode into her. Nothing beats bareback fucking with her. “Oh! GOD!” I’m spent and flop on top of her. She keeps grinding into me, and it’s oddly erotic, but I have nothing left.
She’s still panting, and I try to pull out. “No. Don’t leave. Don’t move.” She pushes her hips into a bridge into me. Her clit rubbing directly on my pubic bone, my semi-flaccid cock still inside.
“What?” I kiss her neck.
“Alex. Do that. I don’t know why, but I’m going to come again. Alex.” She tightens around me and shudders. I groan, feeling every second of her release. My dick is so sensitive and painful, but this is intense, and unlike anything I’ve ever felt.
I moan, “Fuck,” as some kind of rippling sensation sneaks its way up and down my spine. I slowly pull out and look at her. “What the hell was that, babe?”
Her eyes pop wide open. “No clue. It felt so good, I didn’t want to stop.”
“You realize, I was not any part of that.”
“You were a little part of it.”
“A soft spiritless part.”
“Either way, you were responsible for that. Not sure how to do it again, though. That was intense and amazing.”
“I’m completely soft now. Do you need him for something else?”
“Shut up.” She sits up and heads to the bathroom.
I call after her, “We tell each other. Complete open communication.”
“About your soft penis?” She smiles as she comes back to the bed.
