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He slides the condom over his length and grabs my hips, positioning me until his erection is resting at my opening.

“Lead.”

“Huh?” I question.

“You lead.”

One hand is splayed across my left cheek while the other finds its way to my clit. He works his thumb over the bundle of nerves, my orgasm already starting to build.

His eyes don’t leave my body as he says, “I want to watch.”

Slowly, I lower myself over him. I wince at the pinch but keep pushing through, his thumb on my clit helping to keep the pain at bay.

I sigh when he’s fully inside me, the feeling of being stretched one of the most delicious sensations I’ve ever felt.

He squeezes my butt. “Move, Monty. Ride me.”

And I do. I move on top of him, trying to find an angle and tempo that’s comfortable. Robbie’s eyes never leave where we’re connected and the glow in them tells me he’s enjoying this, no matter how green I am at it.

My thighs are on fire, my entire body begging for release, yet too tired to find it.

I whine when he abandons my clit, and he laughs.

“Hush. You’ll like this more. Put your hands on the headboard.”

I do as he says and he grins up at me again, a glint of mischief in his gaze.

“Hold on tight.”

“Hu—oh!”

He pistons into me and I don’t understand how he’s keeping the pace he’s moving at, but I’m not going to argue.

It’s magic, and he has me firmly under his spell.

He lets out a string of curse words and without warning, I combust. Robbie isn’t far behind.

His pace dies into short, slow strokes as we both come down from our highs.

I crumple against him, satiated and drained.

“Fuck, I’m screwed,” he mumbles.

“Literally,” I mutter.

He laughs and presses a kiss to my temple. “Just sleep, Monty. We’ll figure this out later.”

Fourteen

Robbie

“Two things.One, your feet are stupid fucking cold. Two, I’m gonna need you to move because Ireallyhave to pee.”

She laughs and burrows herself closer to my side, sliding her feet between my legs.

“Nope. I’m comfy.”

An hour or so after we drifted off to sleep, she awoke, complaining about the needy ache between her legs. I was more than happy to help her ease it…again and again and again.

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