can be everything.
**
They ate together, and after, he got dressed. She stood by the door and watched him put on his shoes. She felt a tightness in her chest.
Eric stood up and took her in his arms. He held her close, his large hand stroking her hair, feeling her breath against his neck. She felt amazing right there, her curves fitting in to his planes without any gaps or odd angles.
Goddammit. This is harder than I thought.
Annabeth closed her eyes and let her body sink in to Eric’s. She didn’t want to let him go, she wanted him to save her from herself. But that wasn’t his job, and with a huge effort, she pulled back from him.
They gazed at each other, so many things unsaid.
“Thank you, Eric. Thank you. You don’t – you don’t know what it means to me that you were here last night. That you… made love to me. Made me feel safe and good.”
He stroked her lips with his thumb. “It was wonderful for me, too, baby. I’ll never forget. I promise you.”
They kissed, sweetly, gently. Then she let go of him and he opened the door.
“Bye, angel.”
“Bye.”
And he was gone, back to getting on with his life. And she was still here.
Time to get on with my death.
Chapter Six
Phil slid in and out of Vicky’s hot body, loving her moans. She was lying straight out on top of him facing the ceiling in his bedroom, her back pressed to his muscled chest. His hands reached everywhere – they caressed her breasts, moved down her stomach. He licked his fingers and moved them between her legs.
Vicky gasped as he gently stroked her clit, teasing her. He always knew exactly what to do to get her body’s strongest reaction. His breath was in her hair, in her ear, and he lifted and lowered her with each thrust.
As the pressure built inside of her, Vicky’s head slipped off his chest and landed on his shoulder. He licked her neck and increased the thrumming on her vulnerable bud. She gave a cry as the tension inside of her grew, backed off, grew again.
Phil felt her pussy fluttering around him and he gripped her hips tighter. He held her in place and started to thrust now, hard and fast. He ran his tongue over the sweat on her slim back, nipped her shoulder blade.
Vicky felt everything start to contract to the point of no return and she closed her eyes as her climax sat tantalizingly just outside her reach. She ground her body down on Phil’s with desperation.
“Oh, God, Phil… I need to come! Please!”
“You’re so close, sweetheart. So fucking close…”
Phil slammed in to her as hard as he could now and she shrieked as the impact finally hit: the tensing and relaxing inside her went on and on, over and over again. He felt her surrender and he let himself move faster and harder, his own orgasm seconds away.
He came in a blinding explosion of heat, his huge body shaking and twitching under her. She felt his cock throbbing inside of her and she smiled, loving that he had found his own release with her, that he wanted this as badly as she did.
He wrapped his arms around her chest, his lips nuzzling the back of her neck.
“How was that, babe?”
“Amazing.” She grinned up at the ceiling. “I like that I get to be so lazy in this position… I just basically lie down on top of you and you do all the work.”
He growled and carefully flipped her over and off his body. She landed next to him on her stomach and laughed. He put one arm behind his head, his muscle bulging and she leaned in for a kiss.
“I love you.”
“I love you.” He stroked her cheek.
She lay curled up on his chest, listening to his heart beating. She glanced at the clock on his bedside table to see if it was time to get ready to pick up Sonia from the stables. That's when she saw the box.
“What’s that?” she said.
“What’s what?” Phil said, running his hand up and down her back.
“That. That box.”
He squinted at it. “Oh, yeah. Annabeth brought it over to your place yesterday. I forgot about it with
**
They ate together, and after, he got dressed. She stood by the door and watched him put on his shoes. She felt a tightness in her chest.
Eric stood up and took her in his arms. He held her close, his large hand stroking her hair, feeling her breath against his neck. She felt amazing right there, her curves fitting in to his planes without any gaps or odd angles.
Goddammit. This is harder than I thought.
Annabeth closed her eyes and let her body sink in to Eric’s. She didn’t want to let him go, she wanted him to save her from herself. But that wasn’t his job, and with a huge effort, she pulled back from him.
They gazed at each other, so many things unsaid.
“Thank you, Eric. Thank you. You don’t – you don’t know what it means to me that you were here last night. That you… made love to me. Made me feel safe and good.”
He stroked her lips with his thumb. “It was wonderful for me, too, baby. I’ll never forget. I promise you.”
They kissed, sweetly, gently. Then she let go of him and he opened the door.
“Bye, angel.”
“Bye.”
And he was gone, back to getting on with his life. And she was still here.
Time to get on with my death.
Chapter Six
Phil slid in and out of Vicky’s hot body, loving her moans. She was lying straight out on top of him facing the ceiling in his bedroom, her back pressed to his muscled chest. His hands reached everywhere – they caressed her breasts, moved down her stomach. He licked his fingers and moved them between her legs.
Vicky gasped as he gently stroked her clit, teasing her. He always knew exactly what to do to get her body’s strongest reaction. His breath was in her hair, in her ear, and he lifted and lowered her with each thrust.
As the pressure built inside of her, Vicky’s head slipped off his chest and landed on his shoulder. He licked her neck and increased the thrumming on her vulnerable bud. She gave a cry as the tension inside of her grew, backed off, grew again.
Phil felt her pussy fluttering around him and he gripped her hips tighter. He held her in place and started to thrust now, hard and fast. He ran his tongue over the sweat on her slim back, nipped her shoulder blade.
Vicky felt everything start to contract to the point of no return and she closed her eyes as her climax sat tantalizingly just outside her reach. She ground her body down on Phil’s with desperation.
“Oh, God, Phil… I need to come! Please!”
“You’re so close, sweetheart. So fucking close…”
Phil slammed in to her as hard as he could now and she shrieked as the impact finally hit: the tensing and relaxing inside her went on and on, over and over again. He felt her surrender and he let himself move faster and harder, his own orgasm seconds away.
He came in a blinding explosion of heat, his huge body shaking and twitching under her. She felt his cock throbbing inside of her and she smiled, loving that he had found his own release with her, that he wanted this as badly as she did.
He wrapped his arms around her chest, his lips nuzzling the back of her neck.
“How was that, babe?”
“Amazing.” She grinned up at the ceiling. “I like that I get to be so lazy in this position… I just basically lie down on top of you and you do all the work.”
He growled and carefully flipped her over and off his body. She landed next to him on her stomach and laughed. He put one arm behind his head, his muscle bulging and she leaned in for a kiss.
“I love you.”
“I love you.” He stroked her cheek.
She lay curled up on his chest, listening to his heart beating. She glanced at the clock on his bedside table to see if it was time to get ready to pick up Sonia from the stables. That's when she saw the box.
“What’s that?” she said.
“What’s what?” Phil said, running his hand up and down her back.
“That. That box.”
He squinted at it. “Oh, yeah. Annabeth brought it over to your place yesterday. I forgot about it with
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