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looping another lone finger just below. 
    Zings of pleasure shot through my extremities, springing from my core. I thought I was going to lose my mind in bliss. And then I collided with ecstasy. My frame juddered violently on the mattress, toes curled, and fists clenched. I was overtaken by the most powerful orgasm wrecking my frame. I should have been mortified by the lack of control over my body, but I was shameless in my bliss. Instead of my explosive cry glaring from my vocals, the intensity forced it to ring silently into the air while my mouth hung agape to allow its escape.
    Once I came down, Stenton moved to his knees and peered down on me. Still emotional about my forceful orgasm and disgraceful admittance, I found it difficult to return his gaze, however anxious about what he’d do next.
    “You fucking him?” he growled, mouth glistening from the smears of my essence.
    “ Wh -what? No!” I couldn’t believe his question. I licked my lips. “Are you, her?”
    His neck collapsed, obviously relieved. Then he slowly shook his head. “No.”
    Still panting and fighting the fuzz of my brain, I asked, “Why would you assume?”
    Stenton shook his head again, dismissively this time. “It wouldn’t matter anyway. Grab the condom on the nightstand.”
    My right arm stretched and hand patted the table in the dark. Sure enough there was, not just one condom, but three.
    My eyes flew open in the dimmed room. Perfect music, condoms . “You set this up? You knew I’d be in here?”
    “Either that, or I was coming to you. But I kinda knew you’d be in here because you never let me lead. You always fucking take over.”
    My mouth dropped. I couldn’t believe he anticipated me. However, Stenton didn’t let me dwell on it for long.
    “Put it on me,” he demanded throatily.
    With shaky and impatient hands and slight recollection from when he taught me long ago, I rolled the plastic over his engorged appendage. I had to endure his heavy breathing, reminding me of the effect I had on Stenton when I touched him.
    Stenton pulled me from the bed and positioned me against the wall as I clung to him, feeling his erection just below my cheeks. I wanted him so bad it hurt. Then he hesitated. With his arms stretched behind me, pushing into the wall, his head hung low, contemplatively.
    Though my body trembled, giving away my need for him, I gave Stenton a moment.
    “I know I’m giving fucked up messages by my insatiable need for you, Niña,” his hoarse vocals produced a gravely tone. “I just need you to know that no one or thing compares to what I feel for you. My promise is to always put you first. No one else.”
    Before I could probe about this promise, Stenton’s mouth covered mine and breached me below, robbing my ability to produce a coherent thought. I could only feel the fullness of his girth inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and burrowed my head into his neck. Then he yanked my ponytail roughly, pulling my head back so that he could assault my mouth once again.
    His thrusts were just as artful as I’d recalled. His hips pushed up and into me, filling me deliciously, rubbing against a sensitive spot within. I arched my back to give into his lunges, and when I felt his mouth on my nipples, my mind blurred in ecstasy.
    “If you don’t keep it down, you’re going to teach the Queen of Arches, next door a few new octaves,” his cool heavy breath gusted into my ear.
    He then ducked his head, continuing his nibbling on my breast. When he used his hand to flick my other nipple, I was pushed over the edge. Giving way to my orgasm, I pushed my sex into him, meeting his plunges. My thighs tightened and I milked Stenton below with all I had, needing to savor this moment. My diligence was rewarded when he released a groan, alerting me of his ascension. This was what this man did to me. This was what we made together.
    “Fuuuuuck, Niña!” he blew forcefully in my ear, attempting to muzzle his cry. Then I