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Rosie cried out, almost toppling over. “Harder, Tom! Yes!”

I flipped her over onto her back with a growl and slid my fingers back between us and found that hard nub of nerves and she went cross-eyed.

I increased my pace, fucking her so hard the bed was hitting the wall with a rhythmicbang, bang, bang!

I didn’t care. The whole town could hear.

I was so close now. I was about to come when Rosie clenched around my dick again.

“Oh my god, Tom,” she moaned. She was so close. I was determined to have as many orgasms as possible tonight with this woman.

“You feel so good, love. So fucking good.”

Rosie clutched at the bedsheets, moaning.

“You’re going to sit on my face after this.” She gasped and her pussy fluttered along my dick.Sweet Jesus.“Or maybe I’ll tie you hands to the bedhead and your ankles to the end of the bed and I’ll eat you out until you beg me to stop.”

That dirty talk detonated her orgasm. She called out my name, her back arching up, as spasm after spasm of her pussy stroked my cock. I held on, gritting my teeth, until her body went limp and then seized her hips with a roar and spilled into the condom, my cock jerking over and over, calling her name. Her pussy clenched again and a second time during my release and then finally I collapsed, my arms holding me up to keep as much weight off her as possible.

My arms trembled with the effort, and I pulled out with a moan and lay beside Rosie, both of us trying to catch our breath. I was utterly spent.

“Jesus, that was…” I couldn’t form words. I sighed instead.

“I know,” Rosie panted.

Eventually, I rolled off the bed and dealt with the condom in the bin under my desk. I handed a box of tissues to Rosie and, I’ll admit it, I watched as she wiped the tissues over her sex. It was the most fucking glorious thing I’d ever seen. Rosie, with her hand between her thighs, cleaning herself up with a tissue. My balls tingled. I wanted her again already. Her movements were careful and constrained. Fuck, what if I’d hurt her?

Rosie glanced up and caught me being a voyeur.

“Do you want to help?” She quirked an eyebrow.

Rosie moved the tissue away and lay back, her legs apart, her gaze never leaving mine. I broke our stare to look down at her. My dick pulsed. I nodded dumbly, grabbed more tissues from the box, settled between her legs and wiped her gently.

“Did I, ah, hurt you?” I whispered hoarsely.

“No,” she whispered back.

I slowly traced her shape, wanting to memorise everything about her. “So, was it really okay?”

“Are you fishing for compliments, Thomas Turner?”

“No,” I scoffed. “And yes? I want to make sure you liked it. That I wasn’t too rough. Truth be told, I’ve never been that rough with anyone before.”

Rosie smiled, her tongue running over her bottom lip to moisten it. “You didn’t hurt me.” Ever so slightly, her legs fell open as I continued to gently wipe her sex. She reached for my arm. “Tom, it was amazing.”

I grinned, throwing the tissues in the bin, and then lay down beside her, my dick half-hard already. “I barely made it before you came. You felt so good.” I cupped her arse and pulled her against me, and she giggled. My fingers traced patterns over her skin. So much to explore. “I think many people also know how amazing that was. We were loud.”

“I don’t think anyone heard a thing over the music or whatever Doug is doing right now in the back of his ute.”

“In that case …”

I nuzzled my nose against her ear. “I’m hungry, Rosie.”

“Oh, we could get snacks from the—”

She went to sit up but I held her down. “I meant I want to eat you.”

Her body shuddered. “And you’d tie my hands, too?”

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