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As I felt my heartbeat increase and my blood pressure begin to rise, I reached for her head. Despite my halfhearted attempts to pull her mouth free of the fleshy shaft she was determined to impale herself on, she continued without breaking her rhythm. I proceeded to watch in a combination of amazement and admiration as she worked her mouth and hand simultaneously along the length of my throbbing rod.

With her eyes locked on mine and her mouth full of cock, she pressed her lips lower and lower, eventually coughing warm slobber onto my tight scrotum. Lost in a state of sexual awe, my toes curled, my head tilted back, and in a matter of seconds, I erupted into her warm wet mouth.

And the world didn’t end.

What in many respects seemed like a lifetime, even knowing it was more than likely a matter of a few short minutes, had ended peacefully and without any harm. I lowered myself to the bed, rested on my back, and gazed upward. Her head soon came to rest on my stomach, and after studying the brush strokes in the paint on the ceiling for a considerable time, I rolled my head to the side and allowed myself the pleasure of seeing her.

She blinked her eyes and grinned.

“Did you enjoy it,” she asked.

I grinned. The grin soon developed into a full-fledged smile. “Do you need to ask?”

“No, but it’s nice to hear,” she said.

“It felt wonderful,” I responded.

“Good. I like that you liked it,” she said.

I shook my head, still smiling from ear to ear. “No, I loved it.”

She nestled her head into my stomach. I relaxed on my back with one hand resting on her shoulder and the other on her neck. Cradling her head against me was comforting, and within a short period of time I fell asleep.

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I shook Riley’s shoulder. She turned to the side, opened her eyes slightly, and grinned.

“I need to get home,” I said. “It’s three in the morning.”

“Just stay,” she said, her raspy voice proof of the fact she was exhausted.

“I don’t think your mother would approve, and it’d make me uncomfortable if I did. Some other time, okay?” I said.

“Okay,” she said.

I leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips, wishing I could stay, but fully realizing it was in our best interest if I didn’t.

“I’ll lock the door,” I said as I turned away.

She opened her eyes slightly and grinned again. “Okay.”

And although I realized I would never understand why our hearts and minds do what they do when they choose to do it, I walked through the door and to my motorcycle fully realizing that somehow, while I slept with her at my side, I had somehow fallen in love with Riley Campbell.

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