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As my lips meet hers, she rises up on her knees before quickly sinking back onto me.

“Ohfuck,”I moan. “That feels incredible.”

“Mhmm,” is all she can manage between ragged breaths.

I kiss her more deeply as she starts moving faster.

“Baby,” I say, teeth clenched. “God, yes.”

“I love how deep you can get. It feels so good, Cole.”

“So fucking good.” I can hardly even focus right now with how she feels wrapped around me. With the hand I still have placed between us, I start teasing her clit again as she starts moaning louder. “Need you to come. Need to feel you come when I’m buried inside you.”

“Then don’t stop,” Rory moans, breathing frantically.

“Not stopping,” I say as she sinks down on me again, making me forget my own goddamn name. “But I’m hanging on by a fucking thread here, Rory. You feel way too fucking good—I can’t last. But I need you to come first.”

She moves in time with my thumb, bouncing with every flick of her clit. I can feel her pussy starting to flutter around me, and I know I’m on the verge of exploding.

I lean forward, taking her nipple into my mouth, and the added sensation is enough to send her over the edge, chanting my name like a fucking prayer while she comes.

“Oh, Rory,fuck!”I shout, coming harder than I ever have, spilling everything into the latex between us.

Rory’s head is on my shoulder while mine falls back against the headboard. We stay in this position for a few minutes without speaking, just catching our breath and getting our bearings.

Once we’re both coherent again, she moves off of me, and I remove the condom, tying it off and tossing it into the wastebasket by my bed.

“I don’t think I have words,” she says. “That was so good.”

“I didn’t cross any boundaries, did I? I know I’m sort of vocal in bed.”

“Sort of?” she laughs. “You’re downright filthy. I fucking loved it. I got to see a whole new side of you tonight.”

“And did you like it?”

I don’t miss the way her eyes leer over me as she bites her lip. “Yes. A lot.”

I bring her lips to mine, taking my time to enjoy her.

When she breaks our kiss, she looks at me sullenly. “I should go.”

“What?” I ask as she stands herself up. “You’re going to leave afterthat?”

Rory clasps her bra behind her back before sliding on her dress and vest again. “One night,” she says, refusing to meet my eyes. “This was just for tonight.”

I stand now, throwing on my boxers and following her into my living room.

She sits on the sofa, slipping her legs back into her boots before walking to my front door.

“Rory,” I say, voice pleading as she reaches for the doorknob.

“Tonight was incredible,” she says softly, finally turning to look at me again. “Best night of my life.”

“Mine too,” I admit.

Rory leans up and presses a final kiss to my lips.

“Good night, Cole.”

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