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“Say the words, Rena. No cop outs,” he grunted. “Fuck, you taste so good. Cinnamon spice, just like I remember.”

I did, too. The night Jeremy and I had sex, we’d explored every inch of each other with our hands and mouths before doing the deed. He’d been insatiable, tonguing me with gusto, and I’d never found another man who enjoyed eating my pussy as much as he seemed to. Fuck, I missed this.

“Yes, Jeremy. I want your mouth on my pussy. I want you to eat me until I come so hard, I forget my own name.”

“You just had to ask, sweetheart,” he replied, grabbing one thigh and lifting it to his shoulder.

Jeremy spread my lips open, then he leaned forward and licked. And licked. And licked. Like I was something fucking delicious. Like he couldn’t get enough. My legs shook, but Jeremy was my strength, holding me tight with one arm around my back, his other hand secure on my hip.

I came so hard on his tongue I was shaking by the time he was done. He picked me up like I weighed nothing at all, and I watched through a post-orgasmic haze as he laid me out on the bed, spreading my legs wide and rubbing his long fingers over my body.

Jeremy paid attention to my breasts first, teasing my nipples, and cupping the large mounds, he leaned forward, lavishing them with kisses and making my pussy throb, ready for more. A smile started in the corner of his mouth as his touch moved down to the teddy. That confounded scrap of lace was the reason I was currently playing this crazy sex game with my high school boyfriend.

I stopped thinking when I felt him loosen the ties that held the teddy together before he started tugging it off. Nervousabout how he would see the changes in me, the increased weight, the new stretch marks, I closed my eyes, but all I heard was Jeremy’s exhale.

“Look at me, Rena,” he instructed, and I obeyed, helpless to do otherwise.

He pushed his shorts down his hips, and I was shocked at the size of him. Jeremy had grown up. And I meant that in the best way. He had really, really grown up. He took his long, thick cock in his hands, stroked it once, wiping the precum off the top with his thumb before he covered it with the condom I hadn’t even noticed was on his hand. I leaned up on my elbows, watching him squeeze his staff once before he placed the thick head at my entrance.

My eyes met Jeremy’s, and he pressed in. One inch at a time, splitting me open, and I moaned, realizing Kelsey was right. I hadn’t been fucked well in a very long time. But that was all about to change. And that was the very last coherent thought I had because that was when Jeremy started moving.

Lightning bolts of pleasure shot straight through my body, starting from the place where we were joined. His thick cock felt so good, so right, stroking that grossly ignored secret space inside of me no other man had ever touched.

“Fuck, sweetheart, you feel perfect,” he grunted, leaning forward and trapping me in the steel cage of his arms.

I grabbed at his shoulders, moving in time with his downward thrusts. Like riding a bicycle, right? Only this wasn’t like any other bicycle I had ever ridden. Almost immediately, I felt my body start to tighten, heat pooling between my legs, squeezing me until finally, I exploded with a long, guttural scream.

Jeremy started pumping harder, pistoning his hips, and fucking me so hard, I came again. Three times by then, but who was counting? His movements stuttered, and with a roar,Jeremy came right behind me, his condom coated dick filling with his cum, pulsing with heat inside me.

“S’good, sweetheart. So good,” he groaned against my skin, his lips touching my neck.

Then it hit me. I just fucked my high school boyfriend in his childhood bedroom after a sixteen year absence, because of some fucked up deal we made after I broke into his greenhouse to get him to not call the cops, and to top it off, we hadn’t even kissed.

CHAPTER NINE- JEREMY

Fuck. Oh fuck. FUCK YES.

After years of fantasizing, I finally had Rena Grimaldi in my bed, and I’d just come harder than I had in over a decade. My entire body was buzzing with satisfaction, and I felt the rightness of our coming together down to my soul.

Sure, I might have tricked her with the whole ‘I’m gonna call the cops on you’bluff, but she had to know I wasn’t serious, right? Well, if she didn’t, she would. I wanted her more now than I had when I was a kid, and that desire had almost broken me then. The nights I’d spent wanting to track her down, envisioning what I would say, do, when I did. Fuck, all that time wasted.

No, that wasn’t right. It wasn’t wasted. We learned, grew, and matured. I was better now. A better man for her, and I knew we could be better together. The passion we shared was too strong for the kids we’d been. But we were both adults now. This was another chance for us to have what we were meant to, and I would not fuck it up.

Christmas wishes really do come true, I mused, still trying to catch my breath.

That first frolic was just to take the edge off. I was already hungry again, my cock twitched, the thumping in time with the Christmas carols that had come on at some point somewhere in the background. I forgot my mother had the decorations on timers, and even though I’d bought the place from the folks, she still had the cleaning service come and decorate for the holidays.

Thump-thump-thump. Thump-thump-thump. Thump-thump thump thump-thump.

And there went my dick, pulsing to the rhythm ofJingle Bells. I grinned and looked over at Rena. Her lips were parted as she sucked in air, and I was in awe of her beauty. She was so fucking perfect.

Her smooth, olive-toned skin glowed in the dim light of my bedroom. Damp curls clung to her cheek, and I reached over with one hand to smooth them away, kissing her again because I just couldn't help myself. She was as sweet as I remembered. No, she was sweeter, more mature, and everything I ever wanted in a woman.

Once upon a time, I knew her better than I knew myself. But time changed people, and I was intrigued by the changes, and the things I did not know about her, but wanted to learn. I smoothed my hand down her cheek, to her neck, testing her pulse.

Her eyes flashed heat and her pink tongue darted out to wet her lips. I knew she wanted me, and later I would thank whatever deity was responsible for granting me such a blessing cause that was what she was. A blessing. My blessing. Rena was the only woman for me.

She was an even better match for my carnal appetites than I could have ever dreamed. Sex was important and the raw animal attraction I had for this woman went unparalleled. Maybe it was because she was my first love. Or maybe like recognized like.

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