Page 30 of Keys To My Cuffs


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“Jesus, yes,” I breathed against his lips.

I felt him smile against my lips before he leaned up off my body and grabbed my hips in his large hands, lifting them from the ground and pounding even harder inside of me.

The angle was one that allowed his cock to work that secret spot inside, setting me off like a bottle rocket.

I screamed, wrapping my legs around him tightly, pulling him in close.

He followed me not even a second after, grinding his hips hard into my own as he released himself.

The darkness kept me from seeing his face as he came, but I ran my hands up over his chest and neck, feeling his muscles strain as he jerked inside of me.

Finally, his body unlocked, and he dropped my hips back to the ground.

His sweaty chest met mine, and his head buried in my neck.

Nearly all of his weight was balanced on his forearms as we both caught our breath.

“You make me stupid,” he groaned.

My wandering hands went up his ribs to his back, exploring the bulging muscles. “You make me mad.”

Pushing himself up, he slowly pulled away, letting his dick slip from my body, and making me feel empty in the process.

“You makememad,” he said with no heat whatsoever in his voice.

I laid there with my back against the cold floor, and my legs flopped open, unable to move as he walked into the bathroom and threw his condom away.

I heard the toilet flush, and still I didn’t move.

The light in the hallway flicked on, and I saw him stare down at me with an unreadable expression.

“Are you going to get up?”He asked with a touch of humor.

“My legs aren’t cooperating at the moment. Check back in ten,” I said, closing my eyes.

He chuckled, and then the next thing I knew, I was standing up.

My eyes snapped open and I glared at him.

“I was in my happy place. Now that I’m not in my happy place, you can get the hell out. I’m still mad at you,” I said, poking him in the chest for emphasis.

He rolled his eyes and tugged my hand until we were both in my bedroom.

“Let’s lay down in bed. I’m fucking beat, and as soon as we get this talk over with, I wanna catch about six hours of sleep. I have to be at work at ten in the morning,” he told me.

I followed him warily, and watched as he went straight to the bed, threw the covers back, and flopped down right in the middle.

Then he patted the bed, and closed his eyes.

Picking up the t-shirt he’d worn over, I pulled it on over my head.

Then I glared at him for all of two seconds before I took a running jump and bounced on to the bed beside him, then rolled.

I hit his body with a thump, and he let out a whoosh of breath before opening his eyes and glaring at me. “Thanks,” he said dryly.

“Anytime,” I said as I snuggled deep into his embrace and fell blissfully to sleep.

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