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Tossing the foil packet on the bed, I say, “I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

Her hand finds my dick and begins to stroke it most deliciously. I stop her and trail kisses down her abdomen. “I’m hanging on the edge, Immy.”

She molds her hands to my skull. “I’m right there with you.”

I hold her hips steady and kiss her intimate folds. “Open for me, sweetheart.”

“It’s too much.”

“I’ll be gentle.” I breathe her in and use my tongue and lips to heighten her pleasure. Slowly, delicately, I explore her and feel her writhe in anticipation.

“Please, Alex. I need you.”

“Not yet. Let me feel you come.” I press my tongue into her sensitive bundle of nerves and lightly move with her.

When her hands grasp the sheet, I know she’s close. I keep up the motion of my tongue until I feel her come apart.

“Alex, it’s too much.”

I keep kissing her until I feel her pulsing begin to slow. “You taste amazing.”

Her eyes are closed, and she turns on her side. “You’re amazing.”

I sheath myself and take her in my arms.

She smiles at me. “I’m a wreck. I can’t move.”

I lightly stroke her back, stopping to squeeze her round arse. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“I can’t get enough of you.” She kisses my shoulder.

I move my hand between her legs. “You’re so wet.”

She laughs. “I wonder why.”

I position myself over her, kissing her neck, and when she encourages me, I slowly slide into her.

“I love the way you feel.” Her hands tighten on my buttocks, holding me to her. “Don’t stop.”

Finding the right rhythm, we take each other higher and higher until we both breathe erratically and fall apart.

I hold her tightly against my chest for several minutes while the pleasure spills over us.

I pull out of her and say, “I should go and take care of this.”

“I’m starving. I’ll go and put lunch out.”

“I’ll be right there.”

Once I’ve walked into the head, I discard the condom and wash. After drying my hands, I look in the mirror.I’m different with her. I’m not protecting myself. Instead, I’m letting her slip behind the wall I use to keep myself safe.

I stare at myself, I’m becoming unrecognizable. I’m taking ten days off and have agreed to let her take me to places that challenge me. I roll my shoulders. I doubt she knows what truly scares me. I don’t let myself go there.

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Backpacking in Chile (Imogen)

The helicopter swoops into a dense forest, and looking at the ground, I spot a helipad. I glance at Alex, and he gives me a dark smile. He has refused to tell me anything about our adventure. I only know that he has made arrangements to take me somewhere that I’ll find challenging.

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