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again. A gasp escaped and
he chuckled, low and sexy, a little bit arrogant.
But she couldn’t stop her body from moving against his,
rocking back, meeting each thrust.
“Oh yeah.” His hands tightened on her hips and he started
fucking her, long solid strokes that filled her and set every nerve ending
alive inside her pussy. His cock plowed deep, pulsing against the walls of her
cunt.
Her body was primed from the ride home and the previous
night and soon she was pumping her ass back, sending him deeper with every
stroke.
“Fuck, baby, I’m not going to last much longer.”
She moaned her agreement, not sure her pussy could take much
more. The ache from being fucked hard last night blended with the sensual
pleasure but she needed to come.
As if he read her mind, he reached around and slipped his
finger into her. The delicate caress across her clit sent her sailing over the
edge. She screamed, the sound escaping before she had the mental power to bury
her face in the pillow.
His shout followed seconds later as he slammed his cock into
her one more time, holding himself deep as his climax overtook him.
The strength in her arms gave out and she tumbled face first
onto the mattress, his softening cock sliding out of her pussy. She moaned as
he left her.
“Shh, baby, I’ll be right back.”
He rolled off the mattress. The light in the bathroom
flicked on and moments later she heard the toilet flush.
Heart pounding, she lay there with her eyes closed, trying
to recapture her breath. Heat covered her back as he crawled into bed,
snuggling up behind her.
“That was amazing, baby.” He kissed her shoulder then let
his head drop onto the pillow next to hers, his face buried in her hair. He
slipped one hand around her waist and pulled her close, almost beneath him.
Slowly the world returned to normal and she could breathe.
She couldn’t move much with his weight on hers. Not that she really wanted to
go anywhere. She was perfectly content just where she was.
Memories of the previous night and then again this morning
warmed her cheeks. She kind of liked this new, daring Tasha.
Then his stomach growled. She smiled, smushing her face
deeper into the pillow.
“Would you like some breakfast?” she asked, wiggling her
hips, thinking he’d roll away. Instead his hand scooped beneath her hips and
eased her ass back against his groin. He pressed a kiss on the back of her
shoulder. A growing hard-on slid between her ass cheeks.
“Not really thinking about food right now.”
His sex-roughened voice sent a new round of flutters into
her pussy. Not sure she could take him again, but more than willing to try, she
arched her back and rubbed her ass against him.
He groaned. The hand that had been wandering over her skin
drew back and he tapped his open palm on her ass. The tiny little jolt made her
yelp.
“Getting sassy there.” He reached around, fingers sliding
across her stomach, and dipping down between her legs. A new surge of moisture
flowed from her pussy. “How about—”
Another rumble echoed from his stomach and Tasha laughed.
“How about I make you some breakfast?”
He nodded against the back of her head and he shifted away,
enough for her to roll out of bed. She grabbed her robe off the side chair
where she’d tossed it last night.
Wow. Last night. She’d completely forgotten how the
evening started. Jason was not her true love but maybe Nathan was?
She barely knew the man and she’d gone to bed with him. So
totally not like her but she wasn’t going to worry about it. Last night—and
this morning—had been amazing and for once in her life she was going to try to
go with the flow. No guarantees how long this attitude might last. She really
liked her plans.
She tossed the robe over her shoulders, glancing back at the
man lying in her bed. His head was turned toward her but without her glasses
on, all she could see was dark hair and an outline. She had no idea if his eyes
were open or not, so
he chuckled, low and sexy, a little bit arrogant.
But she couldn’t stop her body from moving against his,
rocking back, meeting each thrust.
“Oh yeah.” His hands tightened on her hips and he started
fucking her, long solid strokes that filled her and set every nerve ending
alive inside her pussy. His cock plowed deep, pulsing against the walls of her
cunt.
Her body was primed from the ride home and the previous
night and soon she was pumping her ass back, sending him deeper with every
stroke.
“Fuck, baby, I’m not going to last much longer.”
She moaned her agreement, not sure her pussy could take much
more. The ache from being fucked hard last night blended with the sensual
pleasure but she needed to come.
As if he read her mind, he reached around and slipped his
finger into her. The delicate caress across her clit sent her sailing over the
edge. She screamed, the sound escaping before she had the mental power to bury
her face in the pillow.
His shout followed seconds later as he slammed his cock into
her one more time, holding himself deep as his climax overtook him.
The strength in her arms gave out and she tumbled face first
onto the mattress, his softening cock sliding out of her pussy. She moaned as
he left her.
“Shh, baby, I’ll be right back.”
He rolled off the mattress. The light in the bathroom
flicked on and moments later she heard the toilet flush.
Heart pounding, she lay there with her eyes closed, trying
to recapture her breath. Heat covered her back as he crawled into bed,
snuggling up behind her.
“That was amazing, baby.” He kissed her shoulder then let
his head drop onto the pillow next to hers, his face buried in her hair. He
slipped one hand around her waist and pulled her close, almost beneath him.
Slowly the world returned to normal and she could breathe.
She couldn’t move much with his weight on hers. Not that she really wanted to
go anywhere. She was perfectly content just where she was.
Memories of the previous night and then again this morning
warmed her cheeks. She kind of liked this new, daring Tasha.
Then his stomach growled. She smiled, smushing her face
deeper into the pillow.
“Would you like some breakfast?” she asked, wiggling her
hips, thinking he’d roll away. Instead his hand scooped beneath her hips and
eased her ass back against his groin. He pressed a kiss on the back of her
shoulder. A growing hard-on slid between her ass cheeks.
“Not really thinking about food right now.”
His sex-roughened voice sent a new round of flutters into
her pussy. Not sure she could take him again, but more than willing to try, she
arched her back and rubbed her ass against him.
He groaned. The hand that had been wandering over her skin
drew back and he tapped his open palm on her ass. The tiny little jolt made her
yelp.
“Getting sassy there.” He reached around, fingers sliding
across her stomach, and dipping down between her legs. A new surge of moisture
flowed from her pussy. “How about—”
Another rumble echoed from his stomach and Tasha laughed.
“How about I make you some breakfast?”
He nodded against the back of her head and he shifted away,
enough for her to roll out of bed. She grabbed her robe off the side chair
where she’d tossed it last night.
Wow. Last night. She’d completely forgotten how the
evening started. Jason was not her true love but maybe Nathan was?
She barely knew the man and she’d gone to bed with him. So
totally not like her but she wasn’t going to worry about it. Last night—and
this morning—had been amazing and for once in her life she was going to try to
go with the flow. No guarantees how long this attitude might last. She really
liked her plans.
She tossed the robe over her shoulders, glancing back at the
man lying in her bed. His head was turned toward her but without her glasses
on, all she could see was dark hair and an outline. She had no idea if his eyes
were open or not, so
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