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good.” 
    This pleased Jarod. He twisted his fist around, left and right, then forward and back. Rhea thought for sure time had stopped, that she’d transcended reality somehow and now existed in a place of pure bliss. She couldn’t help but express her enjoyment with a slew of profanities, plus a few utterances of Jarod’s name for good measure.
    He leaned in closer to her and stroked her belly. “I want you to come for me. Help me out.”
    Her fingers flew back to her clit, and this external stimulation, coupled with Jarod’s fist inside, rewarded her with some of the greatest pleasure she’d ever felt before.
    The way he twisted his wrist and moved his hand around had some magical effect on her brain. It wasn’t just her g-spot that he’d reached, although that had definitely happened. No, he’d tapped into something more. Something spiritual and primal, and it made her want to moan, scream, and get as close to him as possible.
    She stroked herself faster now, and his fist matched the intensity of everything she did to herself. Her orgasm came in seconds. Higher and higher she went, and then she flew, those pulsating pangs of pleasure taking over her mind and body together.
    At last she relaxed, and Jarod carefully slipped his hand out of her. As soon as he freed himself, she pulled him down on top of her and laid a long, hard kiss on his mouth. She played with his tongue, nibbled on his lips, and let him know how much she’d loved what he’d done to her.
    “Wow. I guess you had fun,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around her. It made her feel safe, made her want his cock inside her now. 
    “Give me your dick. No more waiting.” 
    He didn’t say another word. Instead, he slid straight into her and pounded her hard. His arms kept her wrapped in a tight hug, and this felt so caring that she enjoyed his roughness even more. It showed her two sides of him – one sweet and gentle, the other wildly animal, and she loved them both.
    She couldn’t do much with her hands in this position. Instead, she used her mouth to add to Jarod’s enjoyment. A few light kisses on the side of his neck, then a harder nibble to spice things up. Her tongue reached out to his earlobe, and a single lick made him shiver.
    “Can I shoot it in your mouth?” 
    Such a simple question; so beautifully vulgar. Did he even have to ask?
    “Fuck my mouth,” she whispered in his ear, and the moan she elicited from him made her smile. 
    Out of one wet hole, into another, so fast he barely had to stop thrusting. She held him tight with her lips, grabbed his ass with both hands, and guided him as he plunged into her. Sucking him off like this was wonderful, and she loved being responsible for bringing him to orgasm.
    Three more thrusts, and his seed spilled out of him and down her throat. Swallowing such warmth and intensity made her feel so utterly alive.
    He made his exit once he’d finished, and both of them lay there, curled up together, wondering what this meant exactly. Rhea had rarely enjoyed such satisfying sex, but that didn’t necessarily mean Jarod was good relationship material. Who knew if he wanted a girlfriend, anyway? Hell, maybe he already had one, for all she knew.
    “You knew I was coming, didn’t you?” She rolled over and winked at him. 
    “You mean just a minute ago? I sure as hell felt it.” 
    She shoved his shoulder playfully. “No, I mean…you expected me to sneak in your house again. So you left your window open.”
    “Maybe I did. I don’t know what kind of pills you’re on, but those things are awesome.” He wrapped an arm around her and snuggled closer. “You’d better stop taking them, though.” 
    “Why’s that?” 
    “I don’t want you sneaking into any other guy’s rooms,” he murmured into her neck. “I want you all to myself.” 
     
    THE END

Copyright 2014 Olivia Lyons
    Author’s note: All characters in this story are aged 18 years or older.
     
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