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slip the condom down, and dive into her without warning.
    She gasps and pushes back against me. I lie over her in a heap of built up desire. Her pussy is hot, so hot that I feel like my dick is on fire in the most amazing way. She’s tight. Her pussy has a vice grip on my dick. She takes every inch of me in. I’m deep, and I know it. But from the sounds that are escaping her mouth, she loves every bit of my dick inside her.
    After I gain my composure, I sit back up so that my hands are placed on her ass. That ass. It’s the kind of thing wet dreams are made of. I push into her. The sounds of her skin making contact with mine and our heavy breathing are the only sounds in the room. I slap her ass; she gasps, and then moans.
    “You like your ass slapped?”
    She can barely answer, but after a moment forces out a yes.
    “Yes, what?”
    She turns her head so that she’s making eye contact with me. “Yes, Sir.”
    I drive into her harder at the sound of her calling me sir. Fuck that’s such a turn on.
    I can feel my orgasm building inside me, and as her pussy gets tighter around me, I can feel hers building, too. I reach up, unclasping her bra and finally freeing her gorgeous tits. I reach around pinching a nipple in between my fingers at the same time as I drive into her while smacking her ass. She lets out a stream of “fuck yeahs” followed by variations of my name and Sir. Then she cums again, milking my dick for every bit of semen that is inside of me as she does.
    We both collapse onto her bed. I roll to the side of her so that I’m lying on my back and she is still resting on her stomach.
    We sit in silence for a few moments, both trying to catch our breath. This moment right here is where it can easily become awkward. Do I just get up and leave? Do I wait to be told to leave? Usually, in a situation like this, I would just get my stuff and head out, but this isn’t some random club whore. This is Dani. She’s cool, funny, and, as much as I don’t want to admit it, has gotten under my skin. I don’t really know how to handle this. Luckily, she decides to handle it for me.
    “That was,” she pauses like she’s looking for the right word, “amazing.”
    I chuckle, “Yes it was, Red. Yes. It. Was.”
    “I don’t know about you, but I really don’t want that to be the only time you and I fuck. That was way too good only to happen once.”
    She’s right. That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life, and I don’t doubt one bit that it would just get better with time. But I don’t do relationships. I’ve only fucked a handful of girls more than three or four times, Candice being the main one. I always go back to her because the sex is good, but now that I’ve been with Dani, I don’t think I could go back to Candice. My definition of amazing sex now has a new face, Dani.
    “If we’re going to do this, we need to lay down some ground rules.”
    We just fucked. We’re both completely naked. And now she wants to make rules. I understand making sure things don’t get complicated, but this is a little extreme. I mull it over for a moment though, realizing the sooner I agree to her rules, the sooner I can come in that bossy mouth of hers.
    “Sure, Red. I’ll follow any rules you’ve got.”
    She smirks at me, knowing I’m being a smartass. “One, this is just fucking. No meeting families or hanging out with each other’s friends. This,” she motions between us, “is just physical. Second, you can stay the night.” I’m secretly thanking my stars at that one because it’s after four a.m. and I am completely exhausted. “But we don’t cuddle and you can stay for breakfast but you have to leave after that.” She bites the inside of her mouth and rolls over so that she is on her back. She looks up at the ceiling like she’s checking some mental list to make sure she hasn’t missed anything. “Oh, and I don’t fucking cook. So don’t ask. If you want breakfast, there is milk in the

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