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His cock stroked all the right places, the friction setting me on fire. In no time, I felt transparent, the orgasm engulfing everything that I was.
When I came undone, I cried out, and my body squeezed tightly around Troy’s cock.
“Fuck, babe,” he bit out, slowing down to preserve himself while the pleasure rocked through me, turning my muscles into jelly. My nipples tightened, and a hot flush ran over my body. I squeezed my eyes shut and let the orgasm take over.
Troy was still inside of me, slowly moving in and out, and it only prolonged my orgasm, making it more intense.
I gasped for air and opened my eyes to look into his. His gray eyes were drowning deep and filled with lust. It echoed the pleasure I already felt unfurling inside me, taking over my body so that it consumed me.
When the orgasm slowly faded away, Troy brushed my hair out of my face, his eyes studying my features as if he was committing them to memory.
He pulled out of me and lay next to me.
“Roll over,” he said.
I rolled onto my side, still catching my breath. Troy pressed his chest to my back and ran his hand up and down my body, tracing the dip of my waist, the rise of my hip. His cock pushed against my ass, and I pulled up one leg to allow him space. Troy found my entrance, and I tilted forward. When he slid into me, I moaned softly. It feltsogood to have him inside of me.
Troy wrapped an arm around me and cupped my breast. He rocked his hips back and forth, fucking me from behind. He spooned me while he slid in and out of me, and the same heat that had spread through my body before started anew at my core.
Troy pumped into me harder and harder. He let go of my breast and put one hand on my hip. The other, he put on my shoulder, crossing his arm over my back. I curled my body forward, and Troy fucked me harder and harder. I cried out as I lay on the bed, Troy pounding into me from behind. His hand on my shoulder was reassuring, the hand on my hip demanding, holding me in place.
His breath grew ragged as he pumped into me, and his strokes shortened. His cries told me he was getting closer, and my body grew hotter and hotter as if I was on fire. My nerve endings were alive, and the sounds of our sex, slapping and crying out, filled the room.
Another orgasm flooded me. It had come on so fast, and it took my breath away. I lay on the bed, writhing and squirming, but this time, Troy didn’t slow down when I cried out. He rolled me over so that I was on my stomach, one leg pulled up, and he was on top of me, behind me, fucking me. He bucked his hips faster and faster, and his cries reached a crescendo before he pushed into me as deep as he could.
I felt his cock pulsate as he released, and his orgasm rolled through his body. It made his voice tremble and turned breathless. He curled his hands closed, his fingers digging into my hip where he still held onto me, and it only pushed my orgasm further, translating into another wave of pleasure.
When we came down from our sexual highs, Troy rolled back, pulling out of me. I lay on the bed, gasping for air. When I rolled onto my back, he grinned at me.
“I’ll be right back.” He got up and walked to the bathroom adjacent to his bedroom, his ass in perfect view for me to stare at.
I was suddenly exhausted. I’d had too much to drink, and after the orgasms, my body started shutting down. I didn’t usually stay over, but when Troy came out of the bathroom and got into bed next to me, it was easier to roll against him and put my head on his shoulder.
Somewhere at the back of my mind, a small voice screamed at me not to, but then I was asleep, and the small voice was silent.
When I jerked awake the next morning, it took me a moment to figure out where I was.
I looked over my shoulder and found Troy sleeping next to me.
My head pounded with the aftermath of all our drinking, and gray light fell through a crack in the drawn curtains.
Shit, I’d stayed over. Ineverstayed over.
I grabbed my phone and checked the time. It was an ungodly hour, but I had to get out of here before Troy woke up. I didn’t want to do the morning routine—this wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a no-strings-attached night of fun.
Carefully, I slid out from underneath the covers and tiptoed around the bed. I found my panties and left the room as quietly as I could. I hurried through the house to find the rest of my clothes, and when I was dressed—I’d found everything, by some miracle—I let myself out through the front door.
The house was more spectacular in the light of day.
I walked up the driveway to the gate. Would it open? What if I was stuck out here and I had to wake Troy—
The gate opened when I approached, and the guard in the guardhouse I hadn’t noticed last night waved at me.
I lifted a hand in a wave, feeling like this was a walk of shame, before I pulled out my phone to call a cab.
The escape had been easier than I’d thought it would be.
Good.
