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He whispers to me, “You’re going to come with just my dick tonight, baby. Nothing else.”

He starts to kiss me, and he doesn’t stop.

Not once.

His hand releases my knee and moves to my hip, he tilts my hips at an angle that is unfamiliar, but very comfortable, before his pace picks up.

He is hitting a spot inside of me I didn’t know existed.

At my cry of surprise and delight, he stops for a second and his eyes open. With his lips still pressed to mine, he smiles.

And then he starts fucking me again.

The orgasm which starts to build starts deep, so deep I almost don’t recognize it for what it is at first. But within moments, I am on the edge and I close my eyes, focusing on the sensation.

Simon’s pace increases—our bodies drenched in sweat.

He’s breathing hard from the effort he is exerting, and I feel his breath mingling with mine as it comes through his nose.

My orgasm is blinding.

I literally cannot see when it hits. I know I am speaking, calling out, but I have no idea what I am saying.

Simon’s orgasm chases mine, and he reaches up, unties my wrists and grabs my shoulders.

He pulls me up so that when he comes, we are sitting up, chest to chest, my face in his neck as he groans my name into my hair.

We sit like this, legs wrapped around each other’s hips, Simon almost cradling me until his softened cock slips out of me.

This seems to shake us out of our trance, and we pull apart. We are both sweat soaked and exhausted.

Simon pushes the damp hair stuck to my face away and tilts me up to look at him.

His smile is radiant. ?

?Baby, you are fucking amazing.” He kisses me slowly.

“I love you, Simon. I am so glad we made this trip. That was the most incredible sex I’ve ever had…”

His hands, which have been caressing my back, stop moving. “I hear a ‘but’ coming.”

“But can we please take a shower? I feel like I rolled in a pool of sweat and cum.”

He bursts out laughing, but untangles his limbs from mine.

He glances at the clock, and I follow his gaze. It’s almost two o’clock in the morning. Our train is at 9:00am

“Come on, Addie, you stink. Let’s go shower.”

“Fine, but this shower is too small for anything, so keep your hands to yourself.” I warn with mock severity.

“We’ve shopped all day, walked miles, been to the ballet, and I just fucked you like I’m eighteen and not twenty-eight. I couldn’t try anything if someone put a gun to my head. Come on.”

We shower quickly, brush our teeth and crawl into bed—naked and exhausted.

We lay in bed, facing one another with our toes touching, as we talk about how excited we are to get home and see Henry and Kyle.

I fall asleep with a heart full of dreams and a smile on my face.

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