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“Oh, I like it when you say please. I can picture you now. Tied to the bed, my handprint on that gorgeous ass, painting it a beautiful shade of red. Those delicious nipples hard, throbbing and just screaming for my mouth. Do you want that? Christ, you just got wetter.”

With no warning, he surged forward sinking the rest of him balls deep inside her. She flexed under him, around him. Her eyes widening in surprise as a long moan erupted from her. His body tensed on the verge of exploding right then and there. Beneath him, Krista seemed to be fighting the same urge. To hell with that. His finger found her swollen clit and stroked.

"Ethan!"

"Yes Krista. Come for me. Squeeze my dick."

"Close..."

"Give it to me Krista. I want you to scream my name. Now!'

Krista screamed as her body locked up beneath him. Ethan gripped her hips and began pounding into her. Hard. Deep. Making her cry for it, for him. Sweat trickled down his back as he neared his own peak. When she squeezed once more, a second orgasm rippling through her, he roared with his own emptying into her almost violently.

He all but collapsed onto her, their bodies still trembling from the strength of their climax. Her arms came up and enveloped him. Tenderly stroking his back. Sighing he nuzzled her delicate neck, dropping soft kisses on the skin. Several minutes later, he rolled onto his back pulling her atop him, his arms cocooning her.

"Wow." She breathed.

"Yeah." He sighed.

Suddenly Krista began giggling. "We just fucked like rabbits barely four steps into the house."

Ethan couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out of him. "But it was hot as hell."

Krista lost it then. Ethan joined her, holding her tighter. When they settled down, he stood, then pulled her up to her feel. Though she was five nine, he still stood a good head taller. Gently he cupped her cheek. Her eyes closed, turning to rub against his palm.

"I'm staying here tonight Krista."

Her eyes opened and met his. Her response was a simple nod. Ethan swept her up and into his arms. He paused long enough for her to set the alarm before taking the stairs to her bedroom. When he walked into the bedroom, he kicked the door closed behind him. Without a word, he walked to the bed and laid her right in the middle.

Keeping those ocean eyes of hers locked with his, he climbed onto the bed so he straddled her waist. “I’m not done with you yet Krista. I have waited fourteen years to be with you again and I’m just getting started.”

“I’ve waited a long time too Ethan. I meant what I told you last week, I want you.”

“You need to be one hundred percent about this. We go further, you’re mine.”

Krista leaned up and cupped his face. “Yes Ethan. I’m sure about this.”

Ethan’s hands sank into her unbound golden locks as his mouth once more assaulted hers. He barely registered the bite of her nails digging into his shoulders as he loomed over her. When he pulled away, it was only long enough to roll her onto her stomach. He barely gave her a moment to capture her breath, before he drove himself inside her. Her back bowed and his name escaped in breathless gasp. He reached around her and his hands cupped her breasts as he pulled her up so that they were now kneeling.

“Fuck, you’re still wet baby.”

“I know. My god Ethan, please.”

Chuckling low and dark, Ethan lowered his head and bit into her neck, causing her to moan and her slick walls to coat him even more. “Please what Krista? You want me to do this?” He pinched both nipples, rolling them, tugging them. Krista cried out in pleasure and surged back against him. “Mmm, you like it a little rough?”

“Yes. Fuck yes Ethan.” Krista panted.

He released one nipple and gently pushed her down so that Krista was bent at the waist. In a fluid move, his palm came down on one firm ass cheek. He felt her tense as she moaned and her pussy clenched him even tighter. Moaning himself, Ethan repeated the move on the other cheek. For nearly five minutes he peppered her ass, going from one cheek to the other. With each blow, Krista would cry in pleasure and beg for more.

Ethan stared down at his handy work, his cock hard as steel buried inside her. “Christ, that’s a sight of beauty. Your beautiful ass marked by me.” He slid a hand under her and found her clit. She bucked against his hand, trying to find friction. He growled as he felt the juice flowing from her, from around his dick. “Holy shit baby, you’re dripping. You loved feeling me mark you didn’t you.”

“Yes! Yes I loved it. Ethan. Ethan please. Fuck me.” Krista begged.

Unable to deny them both any longer, Ethan gave them both what they want. His hips pulled back then plunged foreword again. Krista screamed his name as she threw her head back. Ethan grabbed her nipples as he rode her. Krista clutched the bedsheets asking for more. He was close again but he wanted, NEEDED her to come first.

“Come Krista. Fuck, come now!”

The moment he felt her walls contract around him, heard her hoarse cry, he followed right behind her. His whole body locked up as he once more emptied into her. Draping himself over her body and holding her, his hips continued gyrating, drawing out their orgasm. Several moments later, still inside her, Ethan lay on the bed, spooning Krista as he held her, scattering slow, languid kisses across her shoulders.