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He makes another of those sexy growling sounds and accelerates the pumping of his hips. Soon he’s fucking me so hard we’re making a raw, slapping sound as our bodies connect. There’s also the sound of wet suction. And the soft squeaking of the bedsprings.

I can’t believe we’re doing this. Having sex in the middle of the night.

With each other.

“What are we doing?” I toss my head back and forth on the mattress, trying to make myself think clear thoughts. “This isn’t right.”

“Stop worrying about everything,” he mutters through a clenched jaw. It looks like he’s exerting great effort, and it’s the hottest thing. “Stop thinking for one fucking minute.”

A wave of sensation slams into me then, and I follow his advice and push all my worries and mental stewing aside. Right now I need this.

I need it so bad.

I make another sobbing sound as my breasts jiggle from the force of his motion. My hair is all in my face now, and it feels like I might be drooling.

“Shh.” He is so tense now he’s almost shaking from it.

I know I need to stay quiet. Rina is sleeping in the other room, and we can’t wake her up. But it feels like everything I’ve worked so hard to keep orderly inside me is flying apart all at once. And I want it. I need it to happen. I try to bite my lips to smother another cry.

He lets go of me with one hand so he’s holding me in place with his right. With the left, he covers my mouth.

It should annoy me, but it doesn’t. It frees me to sob and moan against his palm as the orgasm I’ve been working toward finally breaks.

My body shakes and shudders as the waves of pleasure and release overwhelm me. He makes a strangled sound and falls out of rhythm, jerking and pushing against me until he suddenly yanks out of my pussy and comes in several hard spurts onto my stomach.

I didn’t expect that, but it makes sense. My period has been inconsistent lately, but it’s always possible I could get pregnant, and that’s the last thing I need to worry about.

Panting and letting my body soften in satisfaction, I stare down at his semen all over my bare belly.

Zed is staring down at it too. He’s exhaling in hoarse moans.

Finally the residual ache in my pussy makes me squirm. He lets go of me, and I scoot out from under him so I’m sitting on the side of his bed. I use his sheet to wipe the mess off my stomach.

He clears his throat and swings his legs over so he’s sitting beside me. He’s still got his clothes on, but I’m completely naked.

It’s starting to feel uncomfortable, so I reach for my pajamas on the floor.

When I’ve re-dressed myself, I dare a quick look at Zed. He’s watching me. He doesn’t look upset or confused or awkward or anything really.

It’s a relief.

“That was… weird,” I say.

He makes a huff of sound. “Unexpected anyway.”

“I’m not sure what got into me. Why I… but I think we better not do it again.”

“Fine with me.”

“Things are working between us right now, and I don’t want anything to get in the way of that.”

“I know. Me either.”

“So this…” My stomach churns with anxiety for the first time since I kissed him. “So this was just a weird fluke or… or something. And it won’t happen again.”

“Works for me.”

“Okay.” I stand up. Glance at his face again.

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