Page 102 of Here's to Yesterday

I push my jeans down and strip my socks off. I try to roll over her, but she’s on top of me before I can, kissing my lips and then my neck, working her way down my body. She peeks up at me with her mouth hovering inches from my dick, and all I can see in her eyes is love. She doesn’t have to say it out loud; Iknow.

Then her wet, hot mouth covers me, and I lose all ability tothink.

“Fuck. Maura.” I groan as she sucks me straight to the back of her throat, swallowing hard a few times and then popping back off. She gives me the sexiest fucking smirk and then flicks her tongue out, teasingme.

I’d laugh at her bravery, but she definitely has the upper hand here. She swirls her tongue over the head of my aching dick, then begins a rhythmic pattern with her mouth andhands.

I don’t want to think about where she learned to do this, but she’samazingat it because I’m seriously about to blowalready.

“Maura,” I pant. “You have to stop.” She doesn’t listen so I reach down and grab her head, trying to stop her movements. I swear all it does it egg her on. “Please,” I beg. “I want to be inside you when Icome.”

That one gets her. She stops and then climbs on top of me, lowering herself onme.

I hiss as she takes me all the way in, letting out a low moan. “I swear you’re trying to fucking killme.”

She starts a slow, steady pace, grinding herself down. She feels good.Sofucking good.Toogood.

Shit. No condom on. I don’t know if I have one. Why do I never keep them onme?

I grab her hips and stop her. “You gottastop.”

“Ugh! Why do you keep freakin’ stopping me!” shehuffs.

“We need acondom.”

She shakes her head and moves her hips in a small circle. “We’re fine. I’m on thepill.”

“Don’t give a shit. I’m not riskingit.”

Lifting off me, she grabs her purse. She roots around a moment before tossing a condom at me. I raise my brow at herquestioningly.

“What?”

I say nothing and roll the condom on. Before she can climb back on me, I position myself between her legs, line my dick up, and quickly thrust intoher.

“Faster,” shedemands.

I oblige, pushing my hips back and forth and back and forth. It’s fast and sweaty and nothing like our lovemaking lastnight.

This? This is fucking. This is us attempting to find a release within this shitty day. This is us trying to patch the holes in ourhearts.

But it’s still amazing. It’s a whole new kind ofamazing.

Maura reaches down and starts rubbing at her clit, needing stimulation that I can’t provide. I feel her start gripping at me from the inside, begging for arelease.

“I’m close,” I bite out. “So fuckingclose.”

“Me…ahhhh!” She comes apart beneath me, pulling me over the edge into my ownrelease.

My arms go weak, and I fall rather ungracefully on top of her. We’re both gasping air, our bodies sticking together withsweat.

It takes a few minutes, but I manage to gather up enough energy to push myself off of her and sit up. We’re silent again, unsure of what just happened. It was fast and climatic and good.Sofuckinggood.

I stand up to go dispose of the condom. Maura reaches out to grab myleg.

“Don’t go.Please.”

Turning, I glance back over my shoulder and say, “I’ll beback.”

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