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I was so excited to see her, then this shitstorm rains down. Now, all I want to do is apologize and then make it up to her.

When I get to her door, I knock softly and wait. There’s no answer, and when I put my ear to the door I can hear the television. I pull out the key I have for her place and unlock the door. I own the building, but hers is the only place I have a key to. I’ll leave the others up to maintenance and security. This floor is handled by only me from here on out. Pepper’s safety is my number one priority.

“Doll face?” I say when I walk inside.

Immediately I see her asleep on the couch and she looks so sweet and innocent. I close the door behind me and lock it, knowing I’m not going home tonight. I walk over and turn off the television and then scoop her up in my arms. She grunts a little, but it’s adorable as she wiggles in my arms.

“Bear?” she says, not opening her eyes and placing a kiss on my neck.

“Were you expecting someone else?” She mumbles something that I can’t understand, and I smile as I carry her to her room and place her in bed.

She clings to me when I try to lean away, but I kiss her cheek and she lets go. She’s wearing the thin T-shirt she had on earlier, but she’s taken her shorts off. I remove my shirt and toss it on the floor then take off my shorts and shoes. I climb into bed beside her, wearing only my underwear, and pull the blankets up over us. I spoon in behind her and feel peace settle over me. I’m hard and I want so badly to do again what we did earlier today, but I’m exhausted and so is she.

Her body melts into mine and I can hear the soft sounds of her breathing. Her bed is small, but I don’t need much space, and I’d sleep on the floor if it meant being near her right now. All the bullshit and aggravations that were bothering me on the way up are suddenly inconsequential. The only thing that matters is my girl.

“Don’t stop,” Pepper says as I blink sleepily.

It takes me a second to figure out what’s happening when I look down and see I’m on top of her. I can feel my dick about to bust out of my underwear as I try to fuck her with it. It’s still dark out, but there’s a light on by her bed that lets me see everything. Her blonde hair spills over her pillow and her lips are swollen like we’ve been kissing.

I thought I was dreaming.

“It feels so good,” she says rolling her hips against my erection, and I nearly swallow my tongue.

Looking down I see her panties are gone and she’s got her legs spread wide. My erection is pushing against my boxer briefs and is soaking wet at the tip where I keep trying to push it inside her.

“Holy shit,” I whisper as I take it all in.

“Please,” she moans as she wiggles and pulls at my underwear, trying to take my cock out.

I thrust into her again, feeling the material keeping us apart. It’s absolute torture as I pretend to fuck her, not getting to what I want most. When her hand dips inside my underwear I don’t stop her. Did I try to when I was sleeping? I’m used to ten hours of sleep a night and I must have just been overly exhausted that I never woke up before now. Thank god I didn’t miss the good stuff.

When she pulls down the material we’re both quiet as the implications are clear. I push forward in her hand and the tip brushes along her clit, and we both groan in pleasure. I rock back and forth, feeling her skin on my skin as pearls of cum bead at the tip of my cock. They drop down onto her and I rub them in, using them to help me glide on her.

I’ve trained most of my life and I’m in peak physical health. But right now, I’m shaking all over as my muscles tense. I gulp in air with every slide of my cock against her pussy and I don’t know how much longer I can take it.

“Jesus Christ, I can’t stop,” I say as I thrust against her.

I reach down and grab the edge of her shirt, pulling it up so I can see all of her. Her bare breasts are perfectly round with dark pink nipples. I want to lean down and suck one in my mouth, but I need to look at her, too. I want everything all at once.

“I think I’m going to—” Whatever she’s about to say is cut off when her back arches up and she tries to straighten out her legs.


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