Page 94 of Puck Happens


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I was not some purist who believed I had to get a woman off every time with my fingers, my tongue or my cock. Any tool was up for grabs.

I should get her one of those rocket vibrators. Make her come until her voice was hoarse from it.

Except there wasn’t going to be time for that either.

This was it. The last night.

I braced my hands on either side of her shoulders and slammed inside her. As if I could root myself there indefinitely.

“Yes! Again!”

This time there was no pillow to muffle her screams and I was helpless to do anything but comply with her wishes.

Again and again I fucked her into the bed, into that pillow that was rubbing against her clit. I slid out of her just enough to fuck her at a different angle, and the sound she made wasn’t human.

I’d never felt more alive. Never felt more connected. The slick heat of her, the sounds, the way she was pushing that ass back up against me even as she chased her own pleasure on the pillow that was smashed up against her pussy.

It was the end of me.

She was the end of me.

“Babe, I’m going to come.” It was the last coherent thought I had before I pressed my hips against her ass and gave up control in a way that felt profound. Vulnerable.

This was sex without a condom, sure.

But we were naked in so many other ways.

When it was over I crashed onto her back. I knew I had a solid minute of recovery time before it would be uncomfortable for her, and I took every second to just breathe her in.

“Liv,” I muttered into her ear.

Nothing.

“Liv,” I said a little louder.

She grunted so I knew she was alive.

“Did I get you there?”

She turned her head to the side. “Well, technically, I think the pillow got me there.”

I laughed with her, the sensation a pulsating massage over my semi-erection.

“Whatever works,” I said, and kissed the cheek that was turned to me.

“Get off, you’re heavy.”

“Nah, I gotta wait and let my cum get up inside you.”

“What are you talking about? I told you I’m on the pill.”

“Babe, ten thousand years of evolution is telling me to stay deep inside you. I can’t fight that.”

“Yeah, well, two hundred plus pounds of caveman laid out on top of me is telling me I can’t breathe. Move, you oaf.”

I rolled off her on to my back, never happier with my king-sized bed then I was now. There was all the room in the world for us together on this bed.

Not for long.

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