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Our kissing was frantic. We finished undressing each other as quickly as we could, our lips barely parting.

His fingers found my wetness, and he circled with intent. I gasped. Everything felt so good. I was more than ready. “Do you have protection?” I murmured into his mouth. “If not, I have some in that drawer.” I indicated my bedside table.

It was always good to be prepared.

He rolled over and opened the drawer, getting out a condom.

As he moved and flexed, I skimmed my hands from his tight abs up to his bronzed pecs and back again. He was a feast, and I was about to sample the main course.

He turned back toward me and caressed my face, his thumb running over my bottom lip. “You know, we can wait if you want to. I don’t want you to feel any pressure. I’m enjoying myself. Things happened tonight…rather quickly, and I won’t feel bad if we decide to wait.”

I responded by kissing him, my tongue intertwining with his, my hands raking through his hair.

After a few beautiful, breathless minutes, I replied, “I’ve been waiting for you for seven and a half years. I’m not waiting a second longer.”

He groaned as he tore open the condom. I worked my tongue down his abs, nipping him right below his belly button, watching him roll on the condom.

His chest wasn’t the only thing that was delicious.

He positioned himself over me. My hips arched toward him greedily. As he entered me, my legs wound around his waist like they had a mind of their own.

The moment he was fully inside me, we both groaned.

He stopped moving, his head bowed.

I brought my hands up to his face. I loved touching him there. His eyelids slid shut. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” he whispered as he began slowly moving back and forth. “You feel unbelievably sweet. My young, nerdy self can’t believe his luck.”

I gave a throaty laugh. “Young me is living out her wildest fantasy. We make a good team.” Every coil inside my body was poised to spring as he languidly stroked in and out. “I’ve…wanted this since the day I met you.” I could barely get the words out.

He chuckled. It came out hoarse. Hearing that made my toes tingle. “Yes, but the me back then and the me now are two completely different people. I’m afraid your satisfaction wouldn’t have been at the top of my list when I was a freshman in college.” He punctuated his statement with a hard thrust, followed by firm, upward pressure. He lingered there for a second, allowing me to enjoy it.

I grabbed his ass, grinding into him like it was an instinct I hadn’t known had been lurking inside me all along. I was pretty sure the word wanton had come directly from an interlude like this. I’d never felt more wanton in my life. Everything about him made my body sing. It was pure magic.

He began a faster rhythm, hitting me in exactly the right place. “Let me know if—”

“Ohhhhh,” I moaned. “It’s…perfect.”

He nipped my shoulder, keeping up the rhythm as his hand slid between us, his thumb landing on my most sensitive area.

My hips bucked as my hands grasped his biceps, my nails digging in.

“Break for me,” he whispered.

Hearing his sexy voice and knowing its intent sent me over the edge.

I came hard and fast.

He immediately pinned me to the bed, letting me ride out my pleasure. He was so in tune with my body that it felt like we were of one mind.

After I came back to earth, he settled a kiss on my forehead and began his smooth rhythm again, withdrawing almost completely each time. It was fantastic.

He moved faster and faster, until I broke again, grabbing on to his shoulders. A moment later, he called out my name, his thrusts punctuated by his release.

I finally opened my eyes. Marco was panting. His hair was slicked back with sweat. He was flushed, his neck muscles corded and his pecs flexed.

He was a sight.

I moved against him, my hips circling, enjoying the delicious sparks and zaps of current still sizzling between us.

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