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Track 37: “Light On” by Maggie Rogers
Sig crept up behind me in the kitchen after his shower. The heat of his body felt like an electrical current against my skin. And whatever cologne he’d just applied smelled incredibly good. I turned, and his eyes locked on my mouth. Rubbing my index finger along his bottom lip, I whispered, “I know we need to talk about serious issues, but I don’t feel like keeping my hands off you long enough to have a conversation right now.”
His eyes shimmered. “We need to chat, but having my knob inside you is more important for the moment? Is that what you’re saying?”
I looked down at his prominent hard-on. “From the looks of things, talking is not exactly at the forefront of your mind either, Benedictus. Unless you plan on chatting with that missile in your pants…”
“You’re right. I want you more than my next breath right now.” He pressed his body against mine. “But tell me…how exactly is that supposed to work with your father upstairs? I’m going to explode if I don’t get to have you tonight. Any good hiding places? I’m not picky.”
Biting my bottom lip, I gestured toward the side door. “Have I ever showed you Dad’s big tool shed out back?”
“No, but I have a sudden need for a screw…driver.”
I smacked his chest. “That was terrible.”
“I’m not very creative when my mind has been hijacked by my cock.”
“Come with me,” I said, leading him by the hand.
“That’s the plan.” He chuckled.
Leaves crunched beneath our feet as we crossed the yard. I opened the shed door and turned on the single interior light. There was also a switch to activate the heat, which I was grateful for in the middle of November. I closed the door behind us, and Sig and I fell into a passionate kiss.
Then he flipped me around to face the wall. “I want to fuck you from behind. We’ve never done that before. And we don’t have room for much else in here. That okay?”
“Yes,” I breathed, lifting my T-shirt dress over my head and hanging it on the handlebar of a lawnmower.
“I love how eager you are,” he said.
I heard the clank of his belt buckle and then his zipper lowering, which sent a bolt of excitement through me.
“And you’renoteager?” I taunted.
“Eageris not strong enough of a word,” he answered, lowering my underwear and placing his hot, throbbing cock against my butt crack. “Feel how fucking eager I am.”
I leaned my hands against the shingled wall to balance myself.
“God, your ass is beautiful. So fucking perfect.” His erratic breaths tickled my neck. “Arch your back. Just like that. Fuck, yes.”
I closed my eyes, incredibly turned on by the feel of his hard cock rubbing against me. My clit throbbed with anticipation.
Two of his fingers entered me. “Look how wet you are for me. I want to go easy, but I’m not sure I can.”
“Don’t.” In the next instant, I felt the burn of his cock filling me. The muscles between my legs instantly squeezed around him.
“I nearly forgot how damn tight you are.” He groaned, his cock twitching inside me. “Don’t move for a second,” he hissed. “I nearly lost it.” He paused to regain his composure, then wrapped his hands around my waist as he pumped in and out, grunting with the rhythm. “Do you have any idea how good your pussy feels swallowing my cock?”
I whimpered, barely able to speak.
“The way your beautiful ass jiggles every time I thrust into you?” He sped up his movements and reached around to cup my swollen breasts, massaging them as he moved in and out. “I simply can’t get enough of you.” He squeezed.
I lowered my hand to massage my clit, feeling my orgasm at the surface. “I can’t hold back anymore. It’s too soon, but I’m gonna come.”
“Come, baby. Come all over my cock.”
The second those words exited his mouth, the heat of my climax tore through me. He let go, too, groaning in pleasure. The warmth of his cum filled me—that amazing feeling of receiving all of him, or at least as much as he was willing to give.
