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I continue pulling his hair. It only serves to incite him to fuck me harder and harder. A sane woman would consider releasing his hair, but Vance McCaffrey makes this particular woman insane. Insane with lust.
He bites my lower lip and stretches it as far as it can go. I then bite his back. Hard. A deep grumble erupts from his chest.
This is off the charts fucking hot. I’ve never been this turned on in my life. I didn’t expect Vance to be like this. He’s a machine. This has far exceeded every fantasy I’ve ever had.
My hands move down the hard planes of his back, but as soon as they reach his ass, he mumbles, “Hair. Back in my hair.”
Yep, he likes his hair pulled. I wonder if that’s why he’s worn it long for the past six years, so women can pull it.
He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder. Just when I thought he couldn’t possibly get any deeper, he does. There’s no holding back now. I scream until my throat is dry as I detonate into a million tiny pieces. There are stars covering my vision. No, it’s more than stars. I can see an entire galaxy.
“Ah, fuck. You’re squeezing me. It’s too good.”
He thrusts into me three long, hard times before grunting into his own release, filling me with his warmth.
As soon as he finishes, he rolls us over so I’m on top.He kisses me so damn softly and tenderly that it threatens to break me. It’s such a contrast to the animalistic fucking we just did.
We kiss for minutes on end. It’s like he can’t get enough of the closeness. His softened cock remains inside me. I feel it start to slip out, but he grabs it and slides it back in. My body shivers at the intimate move.
Thinking of his dick covered in our collective releases, I’m reminded of our conversation before this started.
I pull my lips away and kiss my way down his slick body as his dick slips out again. I hate losing it, but I’ve got other plans. His sweat is an enhanced version of his scent, and I wish I could bottle it. Bathe in it. Drink it.
My lips are on his stomach while my hands run down over his muscular thighs. They’re hard and defined. I need to take a picture so I can look at his body whenever I want. He was in a charity calendar one year early in his career. All professional football players in various states of undress. He was wearing only his uniform pants, which were tight around his thick legs. Let’s just say it was February of that particular year for at least two or three years on my bedroom wall.
My fingers find their way to his cock, curling around his thick base. I lick from the base all the way up to the remaining come still oozing from his tip. It’s a combination of his come and mine. I could feast on this forever.
I lick every inch of him until I’m sure he’s clean. By the time I’m done, he’s hard again.
My eyes meet his as he asks, “How do we taste?”
I smile with a mouth full of his cock and mumble, “So good.”
“I want to taste it too.”
He pulls me up as if I weigh nothing and smashes his mouth to mine. Our tongues duel for supremacy as he licks around my mouth.
Eventually we pull apart, and my head rests in the crook of his neck. I continue to inhale him as my breathing begins to normalize.
His fingers aimlessly run all over my back. “I didn’t wear a condom. I’m sorry.”
“Oh god. I didn’t even think about that either. Are you?—”
“I’m clean. It’s been a while for me. And I’ve never not used a condom in my life.”
I breathe a sigh of relief. “Me too. I have an IUD.”
Even with condom use and an IUD, I got tested as soon as I got back from Italy. Who knows what that cheating bastard could have given me. I’m so glad I never gave in to his requests for no condom. I never even entertained it, yet here I am with Vance, and I didn’t even think about it. I find myself wondering if it’s a trust thing.
FIFTEEN
VANCE
“Run,” Sulley shouts as we sprint naked from the bathroom to the safe and dry comfort of blankets in front of the fireplace, laughing the whole way.
We needed a shower after our sweaty marathon sex all afternoon, and then we ended up having sex for a fourth time in the shower. She’s so hot. I can’t get enough of her. I don’t know that I ever will.
There are no towels in the cabin, so we had to make a run for the fire. We quickly slip our wet, naked bodies under the blankets, and I pull her into my arms.
