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And, fuck, I wanted to come with her. But not yet.

I fucked her through it, milking it for all it was worth, before slowing down, giving her body a chance to recover and rebuild as my lips found hers, tongue teasing, teeth nipping.

It was Shale who took charge then, pushing her weight until I rolled back, pulling her over me.

She pressed back and started to ride me.

Not slow or gentle.

Hard and fast, her tits bouncing as she went, her pussy a fucking vice grip on my cock as she got herself closer and closer before she was coming again, her voice crying out, her head thrown back.

“One more,” I demanded, as I folded up, taking her with me as I sat off the end of the bed, but then pushing her away, off of me, then turning her before pulling her back.

“Oh,” she sighed as she slid down on my cock again, the new angle making me rock against her top wall with each small movement.

Bodies wet, and her body already spent from two orgasms, though, she couldn’t keep rhythm.

Hooking an arm around her waist to keep us connected, I stood and started to fuck her.

Fast.

Hard.

Our bodies slamming together, the sound filling the whole apartment before her moans drowned it out as she got closer and closer.

“Fuck, Junior, don’t…”

I wasn’t going to stop.

I fucked her through an orgasm that had her legs going weak.

My hands tightened on her, holding her in place as my own need for release overtook me, pounding into her until the orgasm ripped through me.

I collapsed backward after, pulling her onto my lap, both of us trying to catch our breaths.

It was Shale who recovered first, her hands slapping my thighs before she slowly moved off of my lap.

“I’m going to go finish that shower,” she said, shooting me a satisfied little smile.

I sat there, still not trusting my legs, and watched her go, her round ass jiggling in all the right ways as she went.

As the water turned on, I toyed with the idea of joining her.

But it was then I heard the damn buzzer.

Why he was buzzing when he had a damn key was beyond me.

On a grumble, I got up and yanked a pair of pants on, then grabbed a tee to put on as I walked to the door.

“Just use your fucking key,” I said.

“Hands are full,” Barry said as I buzzed him in.

I went back through the loft, grabbing some fresh clothes for Shale, and bringing them into the bathroom. “Barry is back with the food,” I told her as she leaned back to wash the shampoo out of her hair.

“I feel like I shouldn’t be as hungry as I am after a day like this,” she said. “But I’m starving.”

“Good. Because it sounds like he got way too much shit again.”

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