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My dick went from half-mast to a full hard-on in the space of a few seconds.

“Eight years? I’d better make it good then.”

“You’d better make it fast then,” she said, rolling her hips against mine.

“How about fast first, then slow later?” I negotiated.

“Sounds good.”

She slipped under my arms and stalked over to the bed, removing her shirt and strapless bra as she walked. I watched as she shimmied out of her skirt, leaving her just in a pair of skimpy silk panties. She turned to face me, her eyes burning with desire. Her body was long and lean but still softly rounded. She was beautiful.

I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it over my shoulder.

“Well, look what you’re hiding under those fancy shirts,” she murmured, admiring my chest.

I loved this playful side of Erika. I had a feeling she didn’t let it out very often.

I stalked towards her and gripped my hands on either side of her face. Our kiss was almost frantic. She pulled away and reached for my zipper, opening my pants and shoving them down with my boxers. My cock sprang free, bouncing up to greet her, and Erika wrapped one hand around me. Her soft hand stroked up and down my length, her thumb rubbing against the slit at the end with every stroke.

I’d never wanted a woman as much as I wanted Erika. I know I’d said this would be fast, but if she kept this up I’d come way faster than I wanted. There was no way I was coming before she did.

“On the bed,” I growled.

She raised one eyebrow at my aggressive tone but stepped back to sit at the edge of the mattress. I kicked my pants the rest of the way off and dropped to my knees in front of her. I spread her legs, looking at her glistening pussy, and couldn’t resist getting a taste. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and lowered my head, giving her a long, slow lick. She tasted as delicious as she looked. I loved giving oral and I was pretty damn good at it. Erika moaned as I repeated the motion.

My lips homed in on her clit, sucking the tiny bundle into my mouth as I slid one finger into her channel. Her hips arched, and I used my other hand to pin her hip to the mattress. I slid my finger in and out, feeling her wetness, and added a second finger, stretching her. I wasn’t a small man, and if she’d been celibate for so many years, she likely needed some preparation.

I bent my fingers, searching for her G-spot, and when I found it she came with a long moan. I lifted my head to watch her come apart as I continued moving my fingers deep inside her. Her face was flushed, and her head was moving from side to side while her fingers gripped the bedspread tightly.

She was a vision. I felt a rush of love for her that took my breath away. Suddenly Erika looked up at me.

“I need you inside me,” she gasped.

I stiffened. “Oh crap. I just realized I don’t have a condom.”

She raised her head in exasperation. “You don’t have a condom? Doesn’t every single guy have a condom?”

I shook my head.

She dropped her head, then raised it again. “I had my tubes tied after April was born. And I haven’t had sex in eight years, so I’m clean.”

“I haven’t been with anyone for over a year,” I confessed. “I had a physical a few months ago and everything was clear.”

“Bareback it is.”

My eyes widened. My entire life I’d never been inside a woman without a condom. I’d never even considered it. But now I wanted nothing more than to make love to Erika without any barriers.

I surged up and Erika slid farther back on the bed. I crawled over her like a predator, my heart pounding so hard I wondered if I’d have a heart attack.

I wedged my hips between her thighs, my cock sliding between her folds, and lowered myself until I could kiss her. Our tongues tangled for a few breaths before Erika pulled back, panting. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around my waist and rolling her hips against mine.

“Now Reed, please.”

I pushed inside her with one long push, groaning as I felt her channel hugging my cock tightly. Without the barrier of a condom, everything felt different, more sensitive. Erika made a sound that was halfway between a squeal and a groan.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded. “Yeah, I just need a second to adjust.”


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