Page 55 of Dirty Politics


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“I’ve never been so fucking ready for anything in my life.”

She rode him slowly at first with long deliberate movements. He placed his hands on her hips - helping her grind against him. When he slid his hands around and cupped her ass, she sped up. He pulled her deeper into him. Soon her movements were frantic; their breathing quick.

“I can’t...” she cried. “I need...”

“Go...” he said.

She crashed over and over - again and again.

“Oh, god.”

Again.

“Will...”

Again.

“Liv...don’t stop...”

Again.

“Will...”

She felt herself floating or falling or floating or flying...she couldn’t tell.

Holy hell.

Her body shook as she crashed into him again.

Oh, my god.She screamed out his name one last time as she felt him quiver and throb and explode inside her.

Holy fuck.

She collapsed on top of him; both of them struggling to catch their breath.

She started to climb off him, but he grabbed her by the shoulders.

“Don’t. Move.”

She froze. His eyes were closed; his hands gripped firmly around her shoulder.

“I want to feel you a little longer,” he said, his voice shaking.

“Ok,” she said, leaning down to kiss his cheek. They stayed motionless, breathing heavily.

“Thank you,” he said, after a moment. He kissed her one more time and then she climbed off him.

“Thank you,” he said again, pulling her into him. She snuggled up beside him; his arm wrapped around her.

He was speechless; his brain could form no words. He’d been with women before, but this was...different.

They drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.


The next morning, Livwoke first; they were a tangle of naked limbs. She crept to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. Her mind replayed the night before; the heat, the intensity. It overwhelmed her as she let the water wash over her.

“Can I join you?”

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