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Dying, I’m fucking dying.

“It’ll be tight at first, Tessie, but then you’ll feel so good it won’t matter.”

She bobs her head and chews the corner of her lip. “Okay, if you say so.”

“Trust me. I’ll teach you everything. Now take your shirt off.”

She obeys slowly and it’s hot, this shy act as she exposes a virginal white satin bra.

“You’re beautiful.” I’m not playing a role when I say this.

She walks backwards until she hits the bed. Then she takes a seat, opens her knees and gazes at me with those big brown eyes. “Micah, just promise you’ll be gentle with me.”

That just takes the cake. I can’t stay in character anymore. With a cough of laughter I yank a condom from my wallet right before I leave my pants in a puddle on the floor.

She shrieks when I charge the bed and tackle her. Then my mouth covers hers and a moan vibrates in her throat when she feels my tongue. Her legs wrap around my waist and she moves her hips in search of my cock.

She can have it. In a minute.

First, I want a mouthful of her tits. I shove one satin bra cup aside and tease the nipple with my tongue.

Her hands are in my hair. Her voice becomes dreamy. “I thought about you all week.”

She’s not playing a part now. She’s being real. I can’t name the feeling that churns in my chest but it’s there.

I take a break from sucking her tits and get up on my elbows. “I thought about you too.”

Not like that’s a declaration of love. But she smiles just the same.

My cock is right where it should be, ready to slide home. “You really want me to be gentle?”

She smirks. “Don’t you dare.”

Fine with me.

The first thrust is rough enough to be vicious. I pause to confirm she really wants to get pounded like this and she arches her back with impatience, gripping my arms, tightening her legs around my waist to the point I can’t stop a groan from ripping out of my throat.

This girl sure doesn’t make it easy to hold the beast at bay. In order to avoid coming too soon I have to sidetrack myself with random thoughts, like the adrenaline rush of stepping into the ring and the smell of my neighborhood on garbage day.

I don’t need to keep this up for long because Tess is already on the verge. Within two minutes her muscles tighten while she shuts her eyes. I’ve seen enough of her to understand she’s getting close to her peak. There’s one sexy tit already free of her bra and I liberate the other one, reaching around to pinch the bra clasp and then throwing the whole satin thing off the bed.

There’s nothing sexier than watching her go over the edge, trembling and crying out. I rise up on my palms so I can see better while hammering away.

This time she doesn’t try to cover her face with a pillow. She lets me watch every moan from her mouth and every quake of her body. She’s on her way down from the cataclysm when I follow her. The fevered explosion is so long and crazed that I wind up sending my fist into the wall before sliding back down into sanity.

Then, because I don’t want to crush her, I roll to my back, panting.

Minutes go by with us lying side by side, just trying to breathe normally. Eventually, she sits up and sees the dent I just added to her wall.

I watch as she traces the crack. “I can fix that with a little spackle and paint.”

Tess tosses her hair over her bare shoulder and gives me a stubborn look. “No. It’s my souvenir. I want to keep it.”

Laughing, I grab her in my arms. “You’re a freak. And I mean that as a compliment.”

She giggles. “Don’t tell anyone.”

My fingertips travel down the sweaty contours of her back. “Can I ask you something?”

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