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“Oh. Oh fuck!” I managed to moan as the orgasm built to a crescendo. I’d never cum like this before. He was amazing.

Cruz slowed as my orgasm faded. He looked down at me, his blue eyes wide with pleasure, jaw clenched.

“Your turn,” I said. I wanted to see him orgasm now. The thought brought back a tingle in my pussy. He was still inside me, slowed down to a steady push.

“I’m gonna fuck you real hard, Alexandra.” My whole body tingled as he said my name.

He turned into an animal in an instant, fucking me harder and faster, everything else forgotten other than his intense need.

I locked eyes with him as he began to increase in pace, fucking me roughly, his strong hands grabbing my breasts.

“Cum inside me,” I moaned, looking up at his face. “I want you to cum inside me, Cruz.”

My words made him thrust harder, faster. If it wasn’t so good, it would have been painful.

I felt another wave of pleasure and tension building as he reached climax, slowing as he came inside me. I felt his cock bunch and twitch inside me as he came.

“Oh, fuck… Alexandra…” he moaned, his voice deep and strong. I leaned forward as his orgasm passed, grabbing his arms. He slowed to a stop.

I felt his knees weaken as he shuddered with pleasure. He moaned low, softly with a hint of a growl.

“That…. That was amazing,” he gasped. “You’re amazing.”

Cruz

“Sorry it didn’t last too long. It’s been a while,” I said after the last tingles of pleasure had faded.

The sex had been so good that I’d almost collapsed at the knees and had to hold on to the edge of the desk for support.

I looked down at my cock, which was still inside her. Both of us and the desk were soaking wet. I’d never made a girl orgasm like that before. I felt proud. I felt like a man.

She giggled, easing the awkwardness as the sexual tension faded.

“That was the best sex I’ve ever had. Don’t apologize to me, Cruz.” She looked down at herself. I didn’t want to pull my cock out of her, for fear of our juices flowing out onto the carpet. “What a mess. Carry me to the bathroom?”

I laughed, over a decade of self-loathing and sexual frustration forgotten as I stood there in front of her, naked. “Sure thing, Lex. Give me a second.”

After taking a few deep breaths, I carried her to the bathroom with her smiling at me along the way.

We both stepped into the large shower, kissing each other gently as we washed the sex off of each other.

Alexandra

After we’d showered we both went out to the balcony. Cruz poured me some champagne and made himself a whiskey.

He was a different man. I barely recognized him with his ice-cold facade lifted. I understood then that his hard-man demeanor had been protective. A way of pushing people away for fear of being hurt, misunderstood, and unaccepted. He had been deeply troubled in the past. But now, finally, that mask had lifted.

I still sighed with pleasure from time-to-time as we sat, cuddling. Talking, laughing, and joking, we watched the sun set over the cityscape around us. Comfortable silences stretched between our small talk.

I felt a warmth in my chest, a deep, complex feeling. And I knew right then that I was falling for Cruz. Or I had possibly fallen for him already.

Rather than feeling scared, however, I felt the safest I’d ever been in my whole life. Nothing could touch me now.

I squeezed Cruz’s thigh through his bathrobe, which was comically too small for him. I heard a rip as he lifted his whiskey glass to his mouth, and we both burst out laughing.

“So,” I said after another long silence, “I’m bored of Paris, I think.”

The sun was almost out of sight, fast fading behind the skyline.

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