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breast as he buried his face in
her neck.
    "Are you protected?"
    "On the pill," she whispered back.
    "I want to see you…touch you," he breathed as
he rolled over on his back and guided her on top of him. She
slipped down easily over his erection, burying him deep within her.
They groaned together as he disappeared inside her, her warm
wetness surrounding him, her muscles squeezing him gently. He
pulled her shoulders down to his and attacked her mouth with an
aggressive kiss, his tongue taking hers, his hands in her hair.
When he let her up, his gaze dropped to her breasts and his hands,
too, where they had free access as she moved up and down on him
slowly but steadily.
    "You're…you're…almost too much…for me," he
choked out.
    Carrie pushed her chest out toward him and
his hands continued to fondle her breasts. She picked up her speed
moving on him faster as he moaned louder. Finally, he tucked his
arms around her and rolled them both over until he was on top of
her. He pumped into her with furious passion, his face buried in
her neck, his arms bracing himself as she caught his rhythm and
they rocked together. Carrie arched her back as a second orgasm
claimed her body. She clutched Grey's shoulders, closed her eyes
and let herself go, her hips moving on their own in sync with his,
sounds coming automatically from her mouth. As soon as she
finished, he signaled his climax with a loud groan, thrusting
several more times before relaxing. Carrie felt a fine sheen of
sweat coat his back as she ran her fingers down and up his
spine.
    His eyes closed, his weight bore down on her
some though he didn't crush her. The exquisite feeling of skin to
skin contact swept through Carrie as her eyes closed. A feeling of
happiness washed over her. Thoroughly satisfied, she wound her arms
around his neck and kissed his cheek.
    "Amazing, Carrie, amazing," he muttered.
    She murmured something incoherent and stroked
his shoulders. They lay there for a minute or two before he rolled
off her and pulled her into his arms, her cheek resting on his
chest.
    "Happy?" He asked as he palmed her cheek.
    "Uh huh."
    "Good," he said, closing his eyes, smiling as
his hand glided over her back and arms.
    They lay in silence for a while. After a half
hour, Carrie sat up.
    "Coffee and dessert in bed?"
    "I'm stuffed, but coffee sounds great," he
said, sitting up.
    "I can get it," she said, pushing him back
down on the bed.
    "Not with that bad hand. Let me help," he
offered, rising and putting on his boxers.
    Carrie threw on a short, silky pink shift and
walked ahead of him down to the kitchen.
     
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    While Carrie made the coffee, Grey washed the
dishes. She put on some music, picked up a dish towel and dried.
Again Michael Bublé's, "Haven't Met You Yet" came on. When Grey
finished, he took her by the waist and danced with her, twirling
her around the living room to the beat of the song. He pulled her
hips close to his and ground them together to the music. She rested
her hands on his bare chest as they danced slower, her excitement
growing.
    When the song was over, she pulled him down
for a passionate kiss, while his hands rested on her breasts. Her
breath quickened. He backed her up against the wall as the kissing
got intense. Grey slipped his hand under her shift and between her
legs, his fingers looking for the sweet spot he found earlier. She
melted then reached for him, pleased to find him hard already. He
quickly worked her into a frenzy, massaging, then slipping his
fingers inside her.
    "Oh, God…Grey!" She moaned, stroking him.
    "Do you want me? He whispered, coming up
against her.
    "Yes," she groaned.
    "Say it, say it, honey, tell me," he
murmured, moving his fingers faster.
    "I want you…I want you inside me…Take
me… now ," she panted.
    He yanked her shift off and picked her up by
the waist, setting her on the table.
    "Lean back," he ordered.
    She leaned her shoulders against the wall
while he put a hand under each thigh and pulled her