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I could blow at any second, but I want this to last as long as possible. That’s not going to happen though with me on top, with me in control.

I roll onto my back, my cock standing at attention as she flips over and climbs onto me. The sight of her lowering herself onto my hardness, fucking Christ.

I watch her pussy swallow me whole, and maybe reversing positions wasn’t such a good idea. I’m torn between holding onto her hips for dear life, and fondling her impossibly hard, pierced nipples. I make the choice to do both, arching up in bed so that even as I hold her tight I can circle my tongue around one bare nipple.

“Fuck,” she cries, throwing her arms around my head as she rocks against my cock.

I’ve been a fucking idiot, I think. A fucking asshole.

My type was always tall, thin, blondes. All this time wasted, when I should have been searching for Dani. It’s no wonder I never stuck around for long with other women. Something was always missing, but I never knew what. Not until Dani.

She’s shown me exactly what I was missing.

Maybe it’s the curves. Maybe it’s the attitude, or the pink highlights. Maybe it’s the absolute badassery she evokes with every movement of her body and every movement of her lips.

Maybe it’s the entire package.

Whatever it is, she’s mine.

At the thought of possessing her completely, I fucking explode deep inside her, spending myself inside her aching pussy as she continues to ride me through one climax.

I buck my hips upwards, shooting my seed into her. She holds onto me tighter, bucking closer and closer to an orgasm of her own.

I grip her hips to get her to still. I want more of her. “Get on your hands and knees.”

Her eyes widen briefly, then she does as I said, climbing off my still-hard cock and positioning herself in front of me. She looks at me over her shoulder, her lips parted and her breathing harsh.

I give my cock a few strokes before lining myself up behind her. I tease her, caress my cock against her opening before slowly pushing in. I take my time, driving into her carefully one inch at a time.

“Fuck me,” she cries lowly. “Just fuck me.” She thrusts her hips backward, swallowing my cock whole and working her pussy over my cock. I drop a hand to her clit and caress her gently at first while continuing to fuck her from behind. That seems to do the trick. She pushes her ass back against me, harder and deeper. I quicken my pace, quicken the intensity with which I flick her clit until she’s exploding, forcing her eyes shut, throwing herself back against me and coming around my cock.

Her hips gyrate as she rides waves of pleasure, sending shockwaves through me.

“I’m going to…Fuck,” I cry out, but just as I’m about to come inside her again, she collapses onto her stomach, tired and out of breath.

I shoot hot ropes of cum onto her bare ass and I love it.

Fuck.

I think I love her.

* * *

When I open my eyes sometime later, I’m not sure how long I’ve been sleeping. What I do know is that we’re still naked and the light outside has turned to darkness, moonlight casting a beautiful glow onto her pale skin and dark hair with pink highlights.

Dani’s awake. When she smiles, I caress a finger against her flushed cheek. “You’re so beautiful, you know that? Every part of you.”

She blushes, but I can tell she’s pleased. I continue to trace my finger down her throat. Across her shoulder. Around the curve of her breast and then her arm.

As I caress her, I’m a little awed by the fact I haven’t run out on her bare-ass naked, freaked out at having thought the L-word. But that was just me getting caught up in some crazy intense sex. I like Dani. I want to spend more time with her. It doesn’t mean I love her. But suddenly, the idea that I might one day love her doesn’t scare me as it once would have.

My fingers trace over the tapestry of watercolor carnival rides inked into her soft skin. The tattoo gleams in the light of the moon. “What’s the story there?”

“It’s a carnival.”

“Yeah, I get that, but what’s the story?”

She shrugs, almost as if she doesn’t want to talk about it. “I just love carnivals.”

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