Page 84 of Notes About Vodka

And down.

And oh God, down.

The burn of Val stretching me is followed by so my pleasure.

I settle all the way down until he’s completely inside me.

Looking into those dark eyes that I swear see our future and more, I sigh.

“Laura,” Val begins again, “you are…” it’s almost strained as he continues, “a phenomenon.”

“Good,” I whisper in his ear before nipping at the lobe.

Then, I start to move.

I’m rocking on Val’s cock, the veins so swollen they massage my clit as I move back and forth, back and forth.

Val’s lips find my nipple, then the other one. Laving them both as he sucks, hard, then biting gently.

I cry out his name. Then, hands are on my ass, helping guide me into a frenzy.

It’s been so long and he feels so good.

I can feel the walls of my pussy start to flutter. They clench around Val’s cock, trying to take him in deeper.

“Val, I’m so close.”

“Me too, Laura, if you keep this up. I’m not going to last. Fuck…”

“That’s…the…point,” I say breathless, moving faster. I lay my head into Val’s shoulder as I chase the orgasm. I’m almost there.

When I look one more time into the eyes of the man holding me close to him, I explode. I whimper as I come hard.

Then, I feel the warmth of Val coming inside me. I rock a few more times, taking the rest Val can offer before I finally stop and collapse against Val.

He lies back, holding me close to him.

“That was, everything Laura,” Val kisses the top of my head before he claims my lips in a soft, almost reverent kiss.

We remain locked together for a few moments before I finally pull myself off Val and settle into his side.

“By the way, pretty sure we should have discussed, but I wasn’t wearing a condom,” Val begins to say.

I shush him with a quick kiss and then explain, “I’m clear, and on birth control. It’s okay, Val. Plus, to be honest, I wantedto really feel you. And I already know you guys don’t like condoms because they apparently feel weird. But uh, they feel weird to us girls, too. It’s like, um…getting fucked with a Ziploc bag in there.”

Val loses it, his laughter filling the bedroom.

He grabs my face, kissing me all over.

“You are such a funny, funny girl, moya lubimaya.”

I grin back. “Doing what I can over here.”

Val flips me onto my back, tickling me everywhere. I can’t contain the hysterical laughter coming from me as I try to bat his fingers away from my ticklish areas. It’s not until I’m crying that he finally relents and blows a kiss on my belly.

“Come on, silly girl, let’s grab breakfast,” Val says as he pulls me to my feet.

“Oh,” I start, remembering that I really need to get home, “um… I really can’t. I need to get back to the apartment.”

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