Inflame (Explosive)

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tease her clit. Finally, she has enough of my not quite touching her and she brings her hand up, trying to touch herself, but I don’t let her.
    “Kale, please, fucking touch me already,” she practically begs, and I can’t help the grin that spreads over my face.
    My lips move to hover just above her ear, and she shivers when she feels my breath. “I’ll touch you, baby,” I promise. “As soon as you admit I can fill the fucking bubble.”
    She lets out a long, shaky breath then turns her head to look at me. My lips are right there, and they capture hers as I kiss her long and hard. When she pulls back, her eyes bore into mine and she nods slightly.
    “Point proven. You fill all the bubbles. And then some. Now please, for the love of all that is fucking holy, touch me. I’m so close.”
    Not needing to hear another word, my finger slides over her clit, pushing slightly before I start moving it in circular motions. With my chest still pressed down on her, I move my hips, thrusting in and out of her at the same speed of my finger. The harder I fuck her, the faster my fingers moves, and it’s not long before her walls are tightening around me and my ears are ringing as I hear her scream her release.
    Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pull her closer to me, if that’s even possible. I’m not far behind her, and as her pussy clenches my dick, I come fast and hard, shooting into the condom with quick, short bursts. I continue to pump my hips until my orgasm subsides.
    Finally, both of our movements still, and the only sound in the room is our ragged breathing and my racing heart, courtesy of that intense cardio session. My chest is heaving against her back, and it’s slick with sweat. I tear myself away from her skin and sit back on my heels, slowly sliding my dick out of her.
    When I called Lucy to go out, some part of me figured we’d end up here. Her whole no-dating clause kind of helped me come to that conclusion. But I was expecting to have to work for it, at least for the night. Instead, I got sexy Lucy Dawson, ready for anything the moment she walked in my door, and I—and my cock—couldn’t be more thankful.
    She’s catching her breath as she flops down on the bed and rolls onto her back. I wonder what’s going through her head, hoping like hell that she’s not regretting what just happened. It’s easy to scream, “Fuck me!” in the heat of the moment, but I’ve had quite a few experiences where things were awkward afterwards, and I wish to all holy hell this isn’t one of those times.
    “God, I fucking needed that. A real penis is so much better than one with batteries,” she moans, not even bothering to cover her tits or anything like I’ve seen most girls shyly do after a quick fuck. Nope, not Lucy Dawson. This girl owns her sexuality, and it’s such a fucking turn-on.
    I grin down at her and bend over to press a kiss to her lips. “Well, teach, what’d ya say? Did I pass test two?”
    Her eyes dance with delight as she nods her head. Sitting up, she gets on her knees and moves towards me. She wraps her arms around my neck and leans in, nibbling on my earlobe.
    “Oh, Sergeant Montgomery, you passed that test with flying fucking colors. But that was still only the beginning. I hope you’ll be prepared for an oral exam a little later on,” she whispers before pulling away from me.
    Like I said earlier, I have big plans on repaying that favor, and I know that’s just one more test I’m going to ace. I tell her just that, causing her to laugh.
    I get off the bed and go into the bathroom to get rid of the condom. When I return to the bedroom, Lucy’s still lying down, back flat on the bed, arms spread out. Quickly getting dressed, I sit down next to her.
    “Spent?” I ask when I notice that her eyes are closed.
    She opens them and sits up when she sees me. Hopping up off the bed, she looks around the room to find her bra and tank top, putting them on rapidly.
    “Not quite. It takes

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