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I reach between us and wrap my fist around his cock, rubbing it up and down, fast and hard. It twitches in my hand, and I know he’s close. I want him to come inside of me, and I lift my body, lining his cock up with my pussy. I push myself down onto it, impaling myself on his length.

I gasp as my pussy screams at me not to do this, not to push it through the pain. I ignore the screaming inside of me and take Mac all the way in. I wrap my arms around his neck, pushing my hands into his air as I move slowly up and down, getting used to him filling me again, teasing him.

I lean in and kiss him. I can taste myself on his lips from last night and it turns me on so much I feel a rush of wetness rushing from me, dousing Mac. He moans into my mouth, his hands moving up and down my back, caressing me, touching every inch of my skin.

We kiss hungrily, devouring each other, tasting each other. I begin to move faster, short strokes that make Mac moan again. I pull back from his kiss and put my hands on his chest, pushing him onto his back.

I ride him, throwing myself up and down, feeling my breasts bouncing, my hips cramping, and the delicious stabbing pain in my pussy. I clench my pussy, making it tighter, squeezing Mac’s cock. His face twists as he moans my name low in his throat. His moans spur me on and I move faster, still clenching him, ignoring the pain it gives me, only wanting to please him.

He reaches up and presses his fingers to my clit as I move. His touch brings out a wave of fiery pleasure and I can’t hold myself tight around him anymore. My muscles relax and he bucks his hips beneath me, controlling me, making me move faster. He presses on my clit and an orgasm floods me, my pussy clenching of its own accord.

He takes his fingers away, holding my hips, bouncing me up and down on his cock faster and faster. My pussy is screaming, being fucked raw, and all I can think about is how I never want this to end.

I run my fingernails across Mac’s belly and my touch pushes him over the edge. His cock twitches inside of me as he holds my hips down, forcing himself into me even further. His warm spurt hits me deep inside, and I moan as he says my name in a low voice so filled with pleasure that it makes me flood again.

He spurts again, twitching, and I tighten my pussy, dragging a third spurt of heat from him. He gives a final twitch and I slip off his cock as he gasps for breath. I lie beside him on the bed, coming down from my own orgasm, trying to get myself under control.

As Mac’s breathing slowly returns to normal, he turns to me and grins.

“That was quite the wake-up call,” he says.

I laugh.

“Better than an alarm clock, right?”

“Oh just a bit.” He laughs.

He leans closer to me and kisses my forehead.

“I’ve got a surprise for you, but I’m not sure it’s going to live up to the surprise you’ve just given me,” he says.

I grin. “I’m sure it will. What is it?”

He laughs.

“Go look in my jeans pocket.”

I frown. What can it be? I get off the bed, wincing at the stinging pain between my legs. I walk with my legs apart, trying to give my swollen pussy a break. I hobble over to where his jeans sit neatly folded on the dresser’s chair. I hadn’t noticed that earlier. I turn to him with a questioning look.

“I did it last night after you fell asleep,” he explains.

I reach into his jeans pocket and pull out a folded sheet of paper. I hold it up and he nods. I unfold it and scan it. I shriek with delight when I realize what it is.

“Is this for real?” I ask.

“Of course.” He laughs. “I take it you’re happy about it?”

“Yes,” I shout. “Oh my god, yes. I’ve always wanted to go to Rome.”

“Well, I thought seeing as how I didn’t make our first honeymoon that we should have a second one.”

I run to him, forgetting how sore I am. I giggle with happiness as he sits up and I hug him, laughing. I kiss him hard on the lips.

“Thank you,” I say.

“No Zoe, thank you. For waiting for me. For being my wife. For being everything I ever needed and more.”

Epilogue

THREE YEARS LATER

MAC

I breathe a sigh of relief as the traffic finally starts moving again and I head for home. It was a long, grueling day at work today. I’m supposed to be putting the new recruits through their paces, and I am, but no one tells you when you sign up for this that you’ll get put through your paces every day too. And I have a severe disadvantage over the other trainers. They don’t have Zoe at home wearing them out.

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