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Her nails were digging into his scalp and he must have gotten the hint she was ready.
He stood back, found the condom, covered himself and moved the lace out of the way. Guess she was keeping them on.
His cock slid easily into her, stretching her out and making her want to come again with the fullness inside. But she didn’t. Not yet.
Before she could see if he was going to stroke her slow and steady, his arms went under her thighs, then he leaned forward and brought her knees to her chest as he thrust into her again and again.
The noises coming out of her mouth sounded like a wounded animal, but she was feeling no pain. Only pleasure.
He was grunting right along with her. The bed was moving and squeaking, but all she cared about was the fact this man was going to make her come a second time and she was damn close to it now.
“Tell me you’re there,” he said, sounding as if he were in pain.
Yeah, being considerate even if he didn’t want to admit it.
“Yes,” she said, screaming out, her muscles squeezing him tight. The feelings were almost out of body at this point as he pounded into her.
Then his body stopped moving as she felt him coming. Actually felt it and wondered if she had before with another man.
No. She never did. No one ever held her at the end like that. They came and then he pulled out before she could savor the feelings as she was now.
Her legs dropped down when she realized he wasn’t holding them up anymore. His weight on her body was pretty heavy too.
“Am I squishing you?”
“Just a little,” she said.
He rolled her fast and had her on his chest. She let out a little laugh at the speed of that movement.
“Are you okay?”
“More than okay. Are you? You were moaning and groaning as much as me. You’re not too old to keep up with me, are you?”
He started to laugh. Really laugh. Like a joyful sound.
“I’d say we gave each other exactly what we were looking for.”
“And then some,” she said.
And if she was walking out his door thirty minutes later, she had to keep the disappointment to herself. It was like he said—they got what they were looking for.
“Did you have a nice time on your date?” Dahlia asked her when she returned. It was probably about two hours or a little more since she’d left. Enough time for her sister to think she met the person for dinner.
“Yes,” she said, smiling.
“Are you going to see him again?” Dahlia asked.
“Definitely,” she said, even if she had no idea when that would be. “I guess I’ll have that ice cream now.”
“You didn’t get dessert?” Dahlia asked her. “Don’t you normally get it when you go on a date?”
“I got it,” she said, grinning. “Just want ice cream though.”
Her sister shook her head and Ivy went to fix a bowl, dumped hot fudge on it and then went to her room to watch TV.
Before she started to eat it, she took a picture and was going to send it to Brooks with a funny caption.
Right as she was ready to hit send, she deleted it.
