Page 77 of Glamour and Grit

“You hate me? Should I pull out?”

“No! No, don’t leave.”

“I'll never leave you,” I say, slowly gliding in, inch by barest inch. “And I’ll tell you a little secret: No way was I going to pull out. I want to fuck you so bad I can’t stand it.”

She cries out, fingers digging into my chest as I plunge all the way inside of her. Our eyes meet, and I’ve never seen a woman look more beautiful than she does in this moment.

I ease myself into the first thrust. Her eyes close, her mouth opens, and her pussy convulses, as if seeking to draw me in everdeeper. I rock into her, letting the pleasure wash over me but not quite giving into it. Not yet.

Still nestled inside of her, I turn Selene partly onto her side. I hook my arm under her knee and start thrusting again. The new position creates new, incredible sensations. Selene’s cries grow louder, and closer together as our bodies synchronously clash together.

Selene climaxes, her screams reaching a crescendo. Her pussy tightens around me like a vice. I release at last, throwing my head back and growing light-headed at the rush of pleasure.

I fall onto her, pinning her into my embrace. Selene wraps me up in all four of her limbs, still gasping out an orgasm even as she cuddles me close. I kiss her shoulder, her neck, her cheek, anything I can reach as I tighten my arms around her body.

Right now, I feel like I never want to let her go. I never want to let go of this moment, either. It’s as close to perfection as I think anyone can hope to come.

Eventually, I roll onto my back and she nuzzles up with her head on my shoulder and her leg thrown over me. I stroke her hair and just enjoy the glow of her presence. Eventually, though, I feel like I need to say something.

“Selene?”

“Yes?” she replies. Her voice is thick with impending sleep. “What’s up?”

“Are you my girlfriend?”

A long silence, and then we both start laughing.

“Sure, Dane,” she says. “You can tell people I’m your girlfriend. But you better put a ring on it if you want to keep it.”

My jaw goes slack, and she bursts into laughter.

“Your face…oh my god, you are so gullible.”

I silence her with a kiss, and even though the dawn is breaking, we make love all over again.

EPILOGUE: DANE

I roll up on the courthouse parking garage about half past noon. My foot darts out and puts down the kickstand in one smooth motion as I dismount the cycle. I drag out my phone and check my email, to make sure I head to all the right places.

I nod to the security guard on the way in, willingly surrendering my metal belt buckle, keys, and a pocket knife I’d forgotten I’d had.

“You can get this when you come back out.”

“No problem. Forgot it was even in my pocket.”

He scoffs at the tiny blade and puts it in a tray.

“Between you and me, it’s not going to do much on anything bigger than a cockroach anyway, but rules are rules.”

“I hope that doesn’t mean you have cockroaches in the county courthouse.”

He just stares for a long moment before saying–—

“No comment.”

“I’ll definitely avoid the commissary on my visit. Thanks.”

I put my belt back on, threading it through the denim loops, and then follow the signage until I find the courtroom I’ve been searching for.

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