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In one move, he filled both hands with her ass, and with his engorged cock sandwiched between them, hoisted her until her legs surrounded him. Her wet heat slipped up against his ready dick, and he nearly stumbled as he walked them toward the wall.

The wall…

Cisco stopped.

He groaned.

“What?” Hilly asked drunkenly, clearly high on body contact as she arched against him.

He couldn’t help the wry moan that escaped. “Uh, Hill? Your walls are made of logs. Which means unless you want splinters in your fine ass, you’re going to have to pick a different location.”

Thinking she’d be disappointed; he was taken aback when her giddy laugh filled the room.

“Of course that fantasy isn’t coming true,” she pouted with a saucy wink. “But Cisco?”

He looked into her eyes that were now ablaze with lust.

“The real fantasy is you. Wherever you want me is good. Just…hurry.” She thrust her still covered breasts into his chest.

Taking a deep breath as he continued to clutch her against him, Cisco took a few, unsteady steps toward Hilly’s kitchen area, then eased his ass down onto the nearest straight-backed chair.

“How’s this?” he asked, gritting his teeth. Her pussy had opened up around his girth like the petals of a flower, enveloping him in heat, and he could smell her heady aroma as her effluent oozed out and onto them both.

Without answering, she dropped her feet to the floor, and gaining leverage, hoisted herself higher onto his lap.

Yes! He had his answer.

As if they’d orchestrated the move a thousand times, Cisco grabbed the base of his cock and held it still as she slowly lowered.

Entering her for the first time was a journey he’d never forget.

They both groaned.

“So tight,” Cisco strangled. “So wet.”

“It’s all your fault. I’ve been waiting for too long,” she hissed back. “Now fuck me, Cisco.”

He loved this bold side of Hilly, and he didn’t have to be coached. His thumb went to her clit where he circled her hard little nub roughly as he began to thrust.

Everything felt so fucking good. So much better than?—

“Shit!”

He abruptly lifted Hilly, holding her just above his weeping prick.

“You…stopped?” Hilly went from siren to uncertain in the blink of an eye.

Cisco jumped to explain so she wouldn’t retreat. “No condom, Hilly,” he groaned. “And I don’t have any on me.”

He felt her body relax, and she blinked prettily as she edged her way down onto the cap of his staff again. “I’m on the pill for cramps,” she told him with a sultry grin. “And I haven’t had a sex partner in several years, so I’m clean.”

“I’m good, too,” he said chokingly. Was his head going to explode? He’d never had sex without a condom before, and from the short sample he’d just had, things were going to be epic. “I had my annual physical at work two weeks ago, and they test us for everything.” His grip on her relaxed, so she could move freely.

“Then what are you waiting for, Officer Andera?” she teased.

“Not a damn thing,” he grated.

He slid her down his length again, relishing her gasp as she bottomed out.

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