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My fingers worked her clit, bringing her up and then slowing down when she got close to the edge.

She raised her arms over her head and thrust her hips up, begging for more. “Please, Hail, it feels so good.”

“Come for me, baby,” I urged. My fingers sped up, and her body hummed beneath me. I was the one doing this to her. I was giving her pleasure while she was giving it right back to me. Just watching her was enough to send me right over the edge.

Her small, light moans were the exact thing that could drive a sane man crazy.

My lips trailed kisses along her jaw when my name ripped from her lips, and she finally fell over the edge.

“Hail! Oh my god!” Her hips bucked up, and a tremor rolled through her body.

“Yes, baby,” I praised her. “Give it to me.” My hand left her soaking wet pussy, and I positioned my dick at the entrance of her pussy. “Are you ready for me?” I didn’t want her to come all the way down. In a few minutes, I was going to come, and she was going to come along for the ride.

I pushed inside her and watched my dick fill her.

“Hail,” she mewled. “You’re so big.”

I braced my arms on the bed and slowly pumped in and out. “So fucking wet,” I growled. Her pussy was like a vise wrapped around my dick. Each move I made drove me closer to coming and filling Mary Jay. “Get there, baby. Your pussy is so good, I’m not going to last long.” I was like a fifteen-year-old having sex for the first time. Six strokes, and I was ready to blow my top.

“Oh god,” she groaned. “Please, Hail. You feel so good.”

I pick up my pace, slamming into her and getting closer to exploding.

“Harder,” she pleaded. “I’m so close.”

“You’re mine,” I growl. “You’re MINE!” Her pussy clenched tightly around me, and I empty my load inside her.

“Oh my,” she gasped. “Oh.” Tremors rock her body, and she tossed her head back as her second orgasm rushed over her.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me on top of her. I rolled to the side and gathered her in my arms.

“That was…” she trailed off.

“Amazing?” I offered. “Fucking phenomenal?”

“Either of those fit,” she sighed. She laid her head on my chest, and I grabbed the blanket to toss over us.

“You lock the door?”

“Mmhmm,” she hummed and burrowed into me. “Locked up tight.”

“Good. I don’t plan to get out of this bed at least until noon,” I mumbled sleepily. “You got plans tomorrow; cancel ‘em.”

“Just have to work at four, though one of us is going to have to get up to turn off the lights.”

Fuck. “We need to get you that clapper thing.” I tossed off the blanket, stalked over to the light switch, and plunged the apartment into darkness.

“Much better,” she called. “Now come back to bed.”

Mary Jay had burrowed under the blanket and tossed it to the side when I got close.

I slid into bed and pulled her to me. Her back was pressed against my front, and she sighed heavily. “Good night, Mary Jay.”

“What’s your real name?”

“I thought we were going to sleep,” I grumbled.

“That’s my last question.”

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