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his hands gripped her wrists and
pinned them above her head, forcing her to keep still as he lay flush against
her, their skin slick with combined sweat. He crushed his lips to hers, his
tongue sweeping into her mouth, but refusing to submit to his erotic torment, she
disentangled her legs from his waist and bucked her hips, thrusting to meet his
cock harder with each shove and push. Her body demanded a fierce ride, and she
made it impossible for him to hold back one second longer. She felt him lose
all sense of control, giving her what she wanted—deep, fast, hammering thrusts,
taking them both higher and higher.
    “Robert!” she gasped when the pinnacle came after an
excruciatingly exquisite climb, then her whole body went rigid, straining
against him. A blurring wave passed through her and she screamed and doubled up
in ecstasy as her release burst over her like a wave of energy, starting at her
core and rippling through her arms and legs, dragging breathy sobs from her
throat. Her inner muscles clenched and milked his shaft, undulating beneath
him. He arched up away from her and then stilled. Jets of burning hot fluid
bathed her core, accompanied by his loud groans. It coursed into her body,
setting her on fire and she loved and welcomed the warmth in her pussy. Robert
let go of her wrists and lay sprawled on top of her, still trembling faintly from
the strength of his release, his heart and breaths slowing as he relaxed.
    She ran her hands up and down his back, then boldly pressed her palms against his rear, eliciting another groan from him. Whimpering
as the vibrations within her contracting cunt ran through her pelvis, she
gasped as he withdrew his cock. Her cheeks were flushed when he pulled away to
look at her.
    “You are fabulous.” He brushed his lips over hers tenderly.
Taking her into his arms, they both fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.

 
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    The sun beamed on her face through the window and she opened
her eyes reluctantly, bothered by the powerful light. Stretching on her bed, it
took her a moment to remember what had happened the night before. Her eyes
widened and she sat up in the middle of the bed, suddenly realizing she was
alone. Desperate, she looked around for any sign of him but she couldn’t find
any. Her heart felt heavy in her chest, her fingers running through her hair in
agitation. Was it a dream? Was it nothing but another hot dream of him? Tears
pooled in her eyes, threatening to fall down her cheeks. She felt confused and
disappointed, no longer able to distinguish the dreams from reality. Loneliness
and sadness hung heavy like a saggy wet blanket on her shoulders. Her mouth
went dry. Getting to her feet, she made her way to the kitchen for a glass of
water, her trembling legs making it harder for her.
    Carly’s stomach somersaulted and she stopped dead in her
tracks when she reached the door leading into her kitchen and found Robert busy
at the stove. A deeper joy than she had ever felt before caused her heart to
swell at the sight of him.
    “Robert...” she murmured before she could catch herself.
    He turned around and blinked several times, taking in her
hot, naked appearance. “Good morning to me, babe.” He
smirked with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
    She looked down at her body, only then remembering she was
naked. She couldn’t help but flush, feeling rather exposed in the bright
daylight. Her arms crossed at her chest, covering herself instinctively, which
caused his brows to furrow.
    “Carly, what are you doing?” he asked upset, moving closer
to hug her. “Baby, stop covering yourself,” he whispered in her ear, holding
her tight. “I want to see you. All of you. It’s a
crime hiding a body like yours. Why can’t you see how beautiful and perfect you
are?” He cupped her cheeks and kissed her face slowly, and then his lips found
hers again.
    Her hands lightly grasped his wrists as she returned his innocent
kiss, still shocked to see he was truly there