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“Ohh,” he groaned. “You feel better than I dreamed.”
I lowered myself further on his wonderful manhood, feeling it bury deep inside my pussy. “You dreamed of me?”
“Several times. Each dirtier than the last.”
I cupped his jaw. “We’ll have to make those dreams a reality.”
I planted my feet on the ground while he sat in the chair, then I gently used my legs to squat up and down on his steel cock.
“God, I’ve needed you,” he whispered in a melodic voice, just like in the show. “My darling, my beautiful Nadia…”
“I’ve needed you inside me,” I whispered back in a sing-song voice. “There’s no one like you!”
“There is only you…” he groaned.
We couldn’t make too much noise without waking our roommates, so we kissed each other to smother our cries of pleasure. Dorian grabbed my ass with both hands, fingers digging in between my cheeks so he could guide me up and down on his cock. The skin of my thighs slapped against his legs with each squat, louder and louder, but we were too much in the throes of passion to slow down, and when I began to come he forced his tongue into my mouth to swallow my moans and held my head to keep my lips against his, and then he came just as hard while his throat vibrated in a powerful, deep moan while I clenched my pussy lips around his cock in a vice-like grip to squeeze every ounce of juice from his fruit.
50
Nadia
I dressed and went to the bathroom, and then sauntered back out into the garden. Dorian was on the loveseat now, so I plopped down next to him and cuddled up against his warm body. He wrapped an arm around me and held me closer.
There was no awkwardness anymore. It had already diminished thanks to our rehearsal together, but now it was like we’d dropped an atom bomb on the remains. Sometimes the only way to get rid of sexual tension was to actually, you know, have sex.
“Well then,” Dorian said poetically. “What shall we do now?”
“I’m happy just sitting here, enjoying the night,” I purred. “As long as you keep me warm.”
He held me closer, but said, “What I meant was: what shall we do about us? Our relationship?”
I shrugged into his body. “You tell me. I thought you were still getting over your ex. Heather.”
I tensed as I waited for his reply. My body shifted against his as he took a deep breath and let it out.
“Do you know about time delay? In astronomy?”
“Uh, what?”
He was staring up at the night sky. The light pollution from being in the middle of New York made it impossible to see all but a couple of stars.
“Light isn’t instantaneous. It moves at, well, the speed of light. It takes about eight minutes for light from the sun to reach earth, for example. Stars that are farther away have a much longer time delay. Hundreds, thousands, or even millions of years.” He pointed straight up. “The North Star is only a few hundred light-years away. That means it could explode tomorrow, but thanks to time delay we wouldn’t know until the year 2400.”
“This is all fascinating,” I said, “but I can’t help but notice you’re avoiding the question about your ex.”
He tilted his head down to look at me. “I’m over her. I’ve been over her for a little while now. It just took me some time to realize I was over her. Like a time delay.” He kissed me on the forehead. “Being with you helped me become certain of that.”
“So I’m not a rebound?” I teased.
“Well, you might be. But I’m over my ex.”
I tickled him under the arm, making him squirm. I stopped when Dorian snatched my wrist and held it away from his ribs.
“So back to the original question,” he said. “What shall we do about this?”
I gave his man-bun a squeeze. “Sorry, but I don’t think I can be with a man who has one of these. Chop your hair off and then we’ll talk.”
He made an offended noise and moved his hands to protect his man-bun.
