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She nods and strikes again, moving in toward me slowly then recoiling her hand away. “Can we try it with the hand pads? I want to be able to really hit.”

“Sure.” I walk over to the other side of the mat and pull on the pair of hand pads. I make my way over to her and tap them together. “All right, baby. Let’s do this.”

She gives me just the briefest of reactions on her face to the term of endearment that I didn’t even consciously say. It just slipped out, and I wouldn’t take it back if I could.

She takes a breath then I come toward her. She thrusts her palm forward, but it’s just a little late. I’m able to tap her on the stomach with the pad.

“You delayed a little. Let’s try again.”

“Shit. Okay. I will get it right.”

“I have no doubt you will.”

I hold each of my hands up and give her a nod, letting her know I’m ready, and then I lunge forward and she slams her palm into the pad perfectly timed.

“There you go! Again!”

She hits me again, this time harder.

“Give me a punch now, Faith. Give me everything you’ve got.”

She does just that, hitting each of the pads with alternating hands, stepping toward me until I’m forced to take a step back.

But she keeps coming. Hit after hit on the pads, causing me to step back and back until my back connects with the wall with an oomf.

“I win,” she says, before she launches herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck, and planting a perfect kiss to my lips.

Faith

“Oh...oh my fucking God.” I drop my head back and it thumps off the shower wall. Falcon is on his knees in front of me with my leg swung over his shoulder and his face buried between my thighs.

We barely made it in the door of my house after leaving the gym before he was dragging me into my bathroom for a shower that ended up getting us way dirtier.

I slide my hands over his head, the strands of his hair slick through the spaces between my fingers. I curl them under and tug hard when he sucks my clit between his lips.

He groans in response, which sends vibrations from his lips all over my body, throbbing in my veins and singing on my skin.

The warm water is pouring from the showerhead and sending a hard stream directly into my chest, giving my nipples a bit of attention they are desperately craving right now.

I can feel that familiar heat building deep in my core and radiating down into my thighs. My pussy begins to squeeze tightly, contracting at the mere thought of orgasm.

“Falcon, ohhhhh...I’m going to come,” I announce to him and just as I crest that delicious peak I’ve been chasing, he pulls away. “Nooo. Please,” I beg shamelessly.

He just gives me that laugh of his that makes me go weak in the knees and says a few simple words, “My favorite thing is to feel you come. I want to feel it.”

He hoists me up, my back sliding easily along the slick tile, and coaxes my legs around his waist. With a skilled shift and a push, he sinks into my body like it was molded just for him.

And that’s all it takes. My body, so on edge, and so needy from his time between my legs, I can’t hold on a moment longer when the fullness and power of him rips me to shreds. I come violently, loudly, clawing at his back. I think he likes the pain because that just makes him fuck me harder. So hard I think I may split in half.

And when he captures my lip between his teeth and bites down, I do just that. I splinter into a million pieces as I come again, contracting down around him.

He grunts and tugs my lip again before releasing it and buries his face in the crook of my neck, whispering delicious, dirty things to me, “Christ, baby. You feel so good coming on my cock like that. So fucking tight. I love fucking you. I’ll never get enough.” As he gives me one pump, two pumps, then stills, coming with a harsh groan.”

I squeeze my arms around him and let the aftershocks ripple through us, my pussy still trembling and milking his cock as it pulses deep within my body.

Our chests begin to move in total unison, breathing matched perfectly, hearts in tune with one another.

He pulls back just a little, just enough to see my eyes, and pushes wet strands of hair from my face.

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