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I close my mouth over her sex and she gasps, grabbing handfuls of hair, pulling me tightly against her. She writhes on the table as I lick and suck her clit. Her moans egg me on, making me harder and hotter for her by the second.

She orgasms, and the sound of her cries fills my apartment. I pull her up and kiss her while she’s in the throes of pleasure. She breathes hard, sighing into my mouth.

While we kiss, she unbuckles my belt, takes only a moment with the button and zipper, and reaches in to pull my cock free. I suck my breath through my teeth when she wraps her fingers around my shaft, pumping her hand up and down.

I tug down her dress, exposing her breasts and they’re fantastic. Her nipples are hard, puckered with need, and I suck one into my mouth, grunting around it as she keeps at it with her hand.

The alcohol makes it harder for me to hold back, and when I get too close, I pull out of her grasp.

“I don’t want this to end before it begins,” I say, breathing hard.

In the light, her eyes are bright, pupils dilated with lust. I kiss her again before I help her off the table.

She lets her dress drop to the floor, and she lets me look at her. At the club, she was shy and unsure of herself, but her confidence in her looks now only adds to her beauty.

I take her hand and lead her to the bedroom.

When we reached the room, I spin her around and pull her against me, her back to my chest. I kiss her shoulder, her neck, running my hands over her hips and then onto her breasts. I roll her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger and she moans loudly.

When I hold her hips and nudge her forward, she bends over, her legs straight, and looks at me over her shoulder with a look that begs me to fuck her.

It only takes a moment for me to find her entrance.

When I slide into her, she cries out and catches herself on the bed. I push into her, faster and faster, and her cries match the rhythm of our fucking. Her ass is to die for. Round and perfect, with a flawless back. I ran my hand up her spine and into her hair, closing her hair in a fist. I tug lightly, just enough to hear her moan louder and fuck her even harder.

My balls slap against her pussy. Her moans become erratic and breathy, which tells me she’s close to another orgasm.

When pleasure racks her body, my balls tighten, and it takes everything I have to bite back and not release inside of her. But I don’t just want this to be a quick fuck. I want to be closer to her.

She collapses onto the bed and I pull out of her. I get rid of the shirt I’m still wearing, kick off my jeans and shoes, and crawl onto the bed. I flip her over so she’s on her back, and she wriggles her way onto the mattress properly. Her thighs fall open for me when I crawl over her body and when I kiss her, she wraps her arms around my neck, her hands on my back. I find her entrance without much difficulty and push into her again.

When I do, she curls her fingers on my back, scratching me with her nails. It will leave a mark, and I love it.

I pound into her, relishing how close we are, her breasts jiggling under my chest as she moans against my lips.

I’m getting closer and closer. I break the kiss and look her in the eyes. Her face is riddled with pleasure, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

She’s getting closer, too. I can tell by the way she looks like she’s about to come undone at the seams.

My balls tighten, and this time, I don’t bite back. I shove my cock into her as deep as I’ll go and release, painting her insides, marking her as mine. It’s ridiculous because she’s nothing of the sort.

But it feels like we’ve always known each other. Being with her feels like coming home.

As if my jerking and releasing inside of her pushes her over the edge, she orgasms, too. Her pussy clamps down around my cock and she milks me as her body contracts and convulses. It draws out the orgasm, and we ride out the waves of pleasure together.

When it’s finally over, I roll off her and we lay panting next to each other. She looks at me with a dazed expression and smiles.

“Stay the night,” I offer.

She shakes her head. “I can’t. I have…somewhere to be tomorrow. Early.”

“Will you let me take your number?” I ask.

She worries her bottom lip but nods.

I pull her closer to me, not quite ready to let go. But I’ll call her, and we’ll arrange to see each other again. I want to get to know her.

After we lay in silence for a while, our hearts slowing to a normal pace and our breathing normal again, Natalie gets up. She walks to the bathroom, and I watch her swing her ass from side to side.

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