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They might be quick on the draw when it came to jumping into bed, but Lucy couldn’t help but feel like there was something more beneath the surface. Perhaps this was a love affair, after all, at least in one sense. It felt like something that would perhaps climb to the surface slowly, only breaking the dark waves as the night fell and the moon rose above it.

It was a lot like love when you are a teenager. You didn’t know what it was, what it felt like, but it was there, lingering – waiting, waiting as you fooled around in dark places. You got drunk at parties and made out in spare bedrooms. You got stoned and made out in a tent by a fall bonfire or on blanket on a secluded beach as the sunset.

All the time, the love affair remained silent, letting you think it meant nothing. It just felt good and you wanted more of that, you wanted more of your body feeling like it had left its earthly bounds and exploded into space before reconcentrating itself to go again. Perhaps it’s with a best friend or a familiar neighbor – someone unexpected. One day you’re playing records and finger banging on your parent’s sofa and the next, you realize that you want to do more of that, lot’s more and you want to do it with only one person.

Flings hit you in the face with lust, desire, orgasms for days. Love affairs sneak up on you and hit you in the back of the head when you least expect them. If you’re lucky, you wake up from the blow and realize it was exactly what you needed, but more often than not, you are just left with a fucking headache that won’t go away.

What Ryan was to her remained to be seen. He was already feeling like more than a fling, but she wasn’t sure he was the love affair type. For that matter, she wasn’t sure she was either. What she did know was that she was down for whatever happened and right now, he was sending every thought in her head into a spiraling whirlwind that clouded everything she could think of except how much she wanted him to bend her over and fuck her like she desperately wanted.

She wasted no time. She was hungry, climbing on top of him on the sofa and straddling him as she kissed him feverishly. She could already feel the bulge of his rising cock pushing against her aching pussy. He kissed her back, his tongue lacing her own in an erotic dance that sent jolts of electricity from the tip of her tongue down to her center.

His hand slipped between her legs, teasing her clit as his other hand pushed her back to access her nipples. He pulled one of them into his mouth, sucking at it and pulling it with his teeth as she closed her eyes, cooing softly. He continued to finger her until she came, her juices running down his hand.

Pulling his hand upward, he drew wet circles around her nipples with his nail and then licked and sucked them clean again, offering her his fingers to taste herself. She licked them clean and then leaned forward to kiss him again, raising her body as he placed his hands on either hip to help lift her onto his fully erect cock and locking their bodies together as if he was a tab designed for the soul purpose of connecting them.

His hands remained on her hips, guiding her as she began to slowly ride his cock, enjoying long, slow strokes that filled her and stretched her exquisitely. He felt amazing like this, buried deep inside of her, and slipping fully in and out with each stroke. His teeth latched onto one of her nipples, pulling at it with his teeth until she was screaming loudly from the combination of the pleasure and pain.

His hips rocked back and forth, grinding into her, his cock buried to the hilt as he let her ride him, taking what she wanted from him. Her body shook as he took one of his hands off of her hip and placed his thumb on her labia, rubbing it until she could not stop the convulsions that racked her body and sent her into spasms of climax.

“God, yes. Oh, my God. Ryan!” she squealed, feeling light headed and fearing she might pass out at any moment. He didn’t stop, milking her pussy until she had climaxed a half dozen times before suddenly pulling her up off of his cock and moving behind her, pulling her ass up toward him as she folded herself over the arm of the sofa.

Her body teetered there on the side as he began fucking her in long, steady strokes, his hands cupping her ass hard enough that she was sure she’d find fingerprints there later. She wasn’t complaining. He felt amazing and she had lost all sense of words, instead reducing to a begging, screaming mess that couldn’t get enough.


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