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“You had one, too,” she said breathlessly.
“I did. You think you're in charge. And I’m fine with that. Butfuck me, Becca. Or I’m going to have to fuck you.”
She picked up the pace slightly, one hand bracing on his stomach.
But it wasn't enough. “Dammit, Becca,”
She tightened her inner muscles around him, and he growled.
“So you want me to take over?”
She bit her bottom lip.
“Why didn't you say so?”
“You told me to ride you.”
“You know I meant that I wanted you to be a good girl and get us both off.”
She lifted a shoulder. “Oops.”
He gave another growl as he flipped her to her back. He propped one of her thighs on his shoulder and spread the other wide so he could drive deep.
“Well, bad girl, I guess I’ll have to take care of it.”
“Oh no,” she said, obviously sarcastic.
He began to pound into her. God, he loved her. They were so well-matched. She was the sweet girl next door, his best friend, the person who knew him best in the world.
But he could fuck her dirty and hard.
She was perfect.
Their orgasms came on quick and hard. His rushed over him right on the heels of her clamping down around him and crying out his name. He spilled into her and then lay against her, breathing hard, their bodies sticky with sweat.
After a few moments, he shifted off of her so she could breathe but didn't give her any more space than was absolutely essential.
He stroked his hands over her body over and over.
Finally, she took a deep breath. “I love sex with you.”
“Good thing. Because you’re going to be getting a lot of it.”
She shivered with delight. “Did you see the shower in there? That bench would be perfect.”
He chuckled. “I was thinking the same thing.”
Then her stomach growled. He laughed louder. “Maybe I should feed you first.”
“Oh, I can’t go down to breakfast without a shower,” she said, snuggling close. “But then yes, food for sure. I think I’m going to need the calories.”
“You’re going to need to grab a to-go box or two, as a matter of fact,” he said, climbing out of bed, then scooping her up and starting for the bathroom with her giggling in his arms.
“How’s your head feeling now?” she asked as he set her on her feet and turned on the shower.
“Best hangover I’ve ever had,” he told her, nudging her into the steamy glass stall. “How about you?”
“Head is great,” she said as he stepped in behind her. “But I have some other spots that could use your attention, please.”
