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And that was all it was — an affliction that I had allowed to spread and take over my life. I’d been living under a dark cloud, snapping at anyone who came near me because I had chosen to believe the worst about him… when it was the farthest from the truth.

And knowing he was right there, right in front of me, right now made my hormones go through the roof. He looked as trim and fit as he had all those years ago and I immediately wondered if he tasted as good too.

I locked the door and felt the now unfamiliar jolt of excitement at getting up to some hijinks while the world watched on.

I tasted his lips first, getting them nice and juicy, and scrambled at his pants so I could fall to my knees before him. Gone was the prissy, uptight madam of the Prize Pool — at least, with this male — and I took him in my mouth and tasted that familiar sweet tang of his pre-cum.

Yummy.

I used both hands to work at him, rocking him back on his heels and into the desk as I took what I wanted, what I was desperate for.

I was pleased when he groaned in the back of his throat and placed his hands on my head. He didn’t force me onto his cock — he didn’t need to — as I was happily doing it myself.

While I tasted him, I licked my fingers and rubbed at myself, warming myself up for the main event.

I was ready for it.

I stood up and he placed his hands on my hips to put me against the table, but I resisted and instead climbed on top of him and slid him inside me.

I groaned as I took his full size and after the hiatus, my pussy protested a little, but all it really needed was a little coaxing… and as I slowly lowered myself onto him, his juices mixed with mine and gave me the purchase I needed.

He leaned back and I placed my hands on his shoulders and lost myself in his eyes as I pumped up and down on his large, throbbing member, the knowledge that this was forbidden, that it wasn’t allowed, that he shouldn’t have even been here… all combined to bring me to orgasm almost instantly.

I threw back my head and Ohara pressed his hand to my mouth to trap the screams of delight in my throat, knowing some of the Prizes were in the very next room.

I slid my tongue into his mouth as a better way to silence those cries.

Ohara placed his hands on my hips and helped drive me deeper, harder, onto his cock.

My legs were dead weight and Ohara sat up, turned me around in mid-air, placed me against the desk, bent me over it, and thrust into me from behind.

Oh, yeah!

After two thrusts, I realized the problem. I shook my hand and motioned for him to move the desk back against the wall — each of his thrusts were shoving the desk back an inch at a time, making shrieking noises.

Ohara did as I bid — as always — and lifted the desk as though it was nothing more than a paperweight.

I bent back over the desk and his cock found my opening again like a laser-guided missile. Now he could pump as hard as he liked and the desk didn’t make a noise.

But I might, so I clapped a hand over my mouth and moaned around it.

He placed his foot on the desk beside me and used the extra downward angle to thrust harder inside me. He was really striking my g-spot now!

Of all the things I thought I would be doing with the Lead Guard… this was the very last thing I expected!

Ohara grunted under his breath as he spilled his seed inside me, one thrust after another driving it deeper.

Finally, he came to a stop and we both just stood there, gasping for oxygen.

I felt good. Very good.

Better than I had in, oh, let’s see… five freakin’ years!

I was not a needy person but I always liked to hug after sex. Ohara picked me up and wrapped his arms around me, rocking me steadily back and forth, locked in tight. We kissed sporadically, eyes shut and languishing in the moment.

“I feared you would forget about me,” Ohara said. “That I had taken too long in returning to you.”

“I could never forget you,” I said. “You are my fated mate. I did try to hate you, but it really was just a shield to protect myself.”

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