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I begin sucking, nibbling and finger fucking her again. She pulls up the front of her sweater, moves her bra to the side and begins squeezing her nipple. I can’t help but be mesmerized by the view. My cock feels like it might explode and I lean into the couch to give it more friction.
I take her to the brink again but this time I push her all the way over. She cries out in ecstasy, her whole body shaking with release.
She pulls me up on top of her again and pushes against my hard cock. She slips her fingers into my waistband touching my bare skin, pulling me even closer to her.
“I need you now,” I say, looking into her eyes. “Is that okay?”
“More than okay. I need you too.”
I get up only to remove my pants and briefs and climb back on top of her. I kiss both of her nipples and they harden in my mouth.
Lifting up I align the head of my cock with her opening. I slowly push in, looking at her for any sign of pain. I see only pleasure on her gorgeous face.
“Mmm… damn that’s good. It’s okay, you’re not hurting me. I promise.”
I slide in deeper and stop momentarily to take in the full sensation. But, my cock has other ideas. I’m so excited and I don’t feel like this is going to last very long. I’ll make it up to her later with a long slow fuck. But, for right now, I have no choice but to give in to this intense need.
“Oh, god, babe…” I stammer, already so close. Several more thrusts and I come in her so hard it takes my breath away. She holds me close and rides the wave with me, gently biting my shoulder.
“I’m sorry. I meant to last a lot longer than that. You just had me so riled up.”
“What are you sorry for, silly?” she says. “You already gave me the most incredible orgasm.”
I push back a little so I can see her face, covered in an enormous smile. “Well, one orgasm’s not the goal. I like to think of myself as a pretty generous lover.”
“Well, damn, aren’t I a lucky girl?”
I wrap her up in a huge hug and breathe her in.
I’m pretty sureI’mthe lucky one.
Chapter 23
Sasha
Ican’t believe I’m at another meditation retreat. After the last time, I didn’t think I’d go to another anytime soon. Or ever…
This retreat is much different than the last one though. What Northern Dharma was missing in luxury, Inner Peace makes up for a hundred times over. The rooms are over-the-top gorgeous with incredibly comfortable king-size beds. The kitchen serves gourmet meals, mostly vegetarian, but they do have meat available for those who prefer it. The meditation room is stocked with so many cushions, mats and other props everyone is able to set up a comfortable nest for the many hours of meditation. The grounds are stunning with an overabundance of flowering plants and shrubs.
And, one of the best things is there is gourmet coffee available all day long. I have switched to decaf for the baby’s health and I relish my after-lunch cup with cream and sugar.
We have just checked in and gotten the full tour and I’m in need of a quick nap before dinner.
“That’s a great idea, babe. I’ll join you,” Spencer says with a little yawn.
Lindy, Dan, Lauren, Brett, Josh and Maddie opt to relax on the wide sweeping porch, enjoying a little contraband tequila Josh brought in a thermos.
I’m surprised Lindy doesn’t need a nap as well. She is three weeks ahead of me in her pregnancy. Perhaps she’s experiencing some of that third-trimester energy I’ve been waiting for. Lucky girl.
Spencer and I head to our room, holding hands and talking about how great it is that we can all be at this retreat together. The fact that we could all get time off from work is a small miracle. We decided on a shorter time period, just three days instead of five. It is silent like our last retreat and we’ve all agreed to hold to the silent part even though it will be weird since we’re with our partners.
At dinner later on, the eight of us are all seated together, laughing easily and enjoying each other’s company. Spencer has his hand on my thigh under the table, occasionally squeezing it gently or making small circles with his thumb.
“So everyone’s aware there’s no sex allowed during a meditation retreat, right?” Spencer says quietly so the rest of the dining room doesn’t hear him.
“Oh, I hear sometimes people don’t pay any attention to that rule,” Lindy says, her lips edged up in a half smile.
“I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about,” Spencer jokes.
