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I walk up to her and stop a breath away.

She just gazes up at me, the wariness growing in her stare.

I want an answer from her, but… it’s like the silence preserves the memory of last night. The wildness we shared last night lurks in the belly of silence.

It’s her that steps closer and runs her index finger over the hard wall of my chest. She’s tracing the outline and pressing her lips together.

The slight touch drives me crazy all over again and when she slides her hands up to cup my jaw I go to her lips.

Fuck…

If I wanted to talk I shouldn’t have done that.

I shouldn’t have succumbed to desire.

Our tongues tease and tangle the way they did last night. The little moan she makes drives me wild.

It’s enough to make me know what I want to fucking do next.

Fuck her. Fuck her hard and raw like last night.

I pull away from her, pick her up and set her on the breakfast table.

“Sal—”

I stop her, pressing my fingers to her soft full lips.

I shake my head. “No…I want you. I want to taste you. Spread your legs for me baby.”

I nearly fucking lose my head when she shuffles back on the table and spreads her legs wide for me.

No panties from last night so her pretty pink pussy is ready for me. There’s just one thing wrong with this picture. The shirt.

I fix that quickly in one swift move by pulling it off her, unleashing her perfect globes. Her nipples point toward me, ripe and ready to be sucked so I indulge, satisfying her.

I suck her tits and slide my fingers into her pussy, enjoying the moans and groans of pleasure that fall from her lips.

I alternate my suckle on her breasts then move to her pussy to taste.

With the way I sucked her tits I know she’ll be ready for tasting. She is.

“Good girl, you’re so wet for me.” I say, spreading her pussy lips wider so I can lick over her clit and suck on it.

The sound she makes as I do so pulses through me. It’s too wild. It’s the sound of pure feminine pleasure and it reaches something primal inside me.

It’s like it shakes the foundation of the building and I’m pretty sure we’re the only ones left at The Dark Odyssey living out one last fantasy.

I stand quickly, ready to take her and make her mine again.

I all but shove down my boxers and grab her with one hand and my cock with the other so I can slam into her.

I start to fuck her with that primal instinct. That wild sensation that drives me beat for beat toward ultimate pleasure. I want it and I want to give it to her.

I already know I won’t last so when her walls tighten around me, I instantly lose control. It’s the pent-up lust that’s come to claim me, but her too.

It has the same feel as last night. It has the same reckless feel of untamed fire that aims to scorch and torch everything in its wake.

I start rutting into her and pull her close so I can get her deep.

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