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“Shane, I’m gonna,” I started, stopping when he latched onto one of my nipples and pounded into me hard enough that I felt like the earth was moving underneath us.

“Come on my dick,” Shane growled, and I couldn’t even process how hot his words were before I was screaming out my release.

My whole body went stiff as my cum splashed between us. Shane didn’t stop, only thrusting harder and deeper, as my ass clamped around him until he stilled. Gripping my shoulders tight enough to leave bruises, Shane roared and thrust one last time. Filling me so fully, I felt his dick pulsing inside of me, and I tightened to draw out his pleasure. Shane shivered and dropped his weight on top of me while catching his breath.

“Holy fuck,” he whispered against my throat.

“The holiest,” I breathed out, my lungs a little restricted.

Shane realized he was crushing me and pulled out, making me wince. More at the loss than pain. His forehead creased in concern, and he pushed to lie beside me, no longer touching. “Sorry.”

“No,” I turned, so we were face-to-face on our sides, cupping Shane’s cheek and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “Be sorry you left my body after making me feel whole. But you didn’t hurt me. I promise.”

The expression on Shane’s face had me worried he was about to bolt, and I started mentally preparing to be thankful I got to be with him at all. Instead, he lifted a hand to play with my hair.

“When can I see you again?” Shane’s words caught me off guard and I laughed, joy rushing through me that this wouldn’t be the last time.

“Stay the night?” I asked on impulse.

“Alright,” Shane agreed without thinking about it for more than a few seconds, and it made me feel bold.

“Want to hear the truth?” I asked, with an odd symmetry to the question considering the game night where we met. Shane nodded, so I went on. “You just feel right. You know?”

“Yeah, I do,” Shane smiled, and it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. “I feel the exact same way.”

THE END

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