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Inside, the door had barely clicked shut before we were on each other like animals in heat. The anticipation that had built between us exploded the moment the latch clicked shut. I slammed Boiler into the wall, desperately yanking at his shirt, craving the feel of his skin. My fingers grazed the hard ridges of his abs, the warmth of his flesh igniting a fire within me. He was solid muscle, raw power, and I couldn’t get enough of him.
Boiler’s hands roamed over me, exploring every curve, teasing every sensitive spot. He touched me like a man starved, each caress driving me wilder. We stumbled through the apartment, our lips locked in a desperate, hungry kiss. Our clothes shed like a second skin, leaving a trail behind us. I could feel the desire, our heavy breathing loud and clear.
We barely made it to the bedroom, our bodies entangled, a mess of limbs and lust. The mattress dipped beneath us as we collapsed onto it, a tangle of skin and heat. Boiler hovered over me, his eyes blazing with unrestrained desire.
"You really wanna do this?" he whispered, his breath tickling my lips.
“Shut up and kiss me,” I demanded, my voice husky with need, pulling him down to me.
And then there were no more words, just the primal dance of our bodies coming together. His mouth claimed mine with a ferocity that took my breath away. His kiss was demanding, all-consuming, and I gave as good as I got. His mouth traced the arc of my neck, leaving a scorching path that made me arch against him, craving more.
Boiler’s hands were relentless, exploring every inch of my body, pushing me to the edge and pulling me back again. His rough touch fascinated me, his fingers tracing the line of my jaw, the curve of my hip, the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. Every touch was driving me crazy.
I let go of everything—my fears, my doubts, the walls I’d built around myself—and surrendered to the moment. His mouth found my breast, his tongue flicking over my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my pussy.
As if he were a beast, he sensed it, dipping down lower to taste me. I gasped, tangling my fingers in his hair, holding him to me as he worshiped my body.
Boiler’s lips found mine again, his kiss bruising, his hands catching my hips as he positioned himself between my thighs. Enveloping him in my legs, I pulled him closer, needing to feel him inside me. He entered me with a slow, deliberate thrust, filling me completely. I moaned, the feeling of him stretching me nearly unbearable.
He set a rhythm, his movements strong and sure, plunging into me with an unyielding fervor. Every push unleashed torrents of delight that engulfed me, escalating with each passing moment. His kisses persisted on my lips, our breaths merging, our bodies harmonizing in movement.
Boiler’s hand found mine, our fingers intertwining as our bodies intertwined. It was raw, it was passionate, it was everything I had ever wanted.
His eyes locked onto mine, the connection between us deeper than I had ever felt with anyone else. The euphoria had built to a crescendo, a flood that threatened to engulf me.
Our simultaneous release left us both trembling, gasping for breath. My body jerked as I clung to him, feeling the weight of his body pressing me into the mattress, and it was the most secure I’d felt in a long time.
Boiler’s body pressed against mine was a solid and comforting presence. His breath was hot and ragged against my ear as he murmured, “You’re fucking amazing, Tank.”
A satisfied smirk spread across my lips as I nuzzled against his neck, savoring the warmth of his skin. “You’re not too bad yourself,” I teased, my voice still husky from our intense session.
He chuckled softly, his hands roaming over my back, soothing and possessive. “Didn’t think we’d make it to the bedroom.”
“Barely did,” I replied, tracing my fingers along the hard planes of his chest. “Next time, we might not.”
Boiler pulled back slightly to look at me, his eyes dark with lingering desire. “Next time, huh?”
I met his gaze, a mischievous glint in my eyes. “Yeah, next time. And the time after that.”
“Damn right,” he growled, capturing my lips in a fierce kiss. This one was slower, more deliberate, but still held the same fire that always burned between us.
As the kiss deepened, I felt a renewed hunger stirring inside me. I wrapped my thighs around his waist, pulling him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him. All about ten inches of him. “You gonna fuck me again, or just kiss me all night?” I whispered against his lips.
Boiler’s grin was wicked as he shifted, positioning his dick at my core. "Both," he vowed, his voice a low growl that made me tremble.
The night was far from over, and I was more than ready for more of this beast.
After hours, we lay there, our breathing slowly returning to normal in the afterglow. Boiler pulled me close, and I snuggled into his warm embrace, feeling safe and content.
Gentle now, he traced soft circles on my back with his fingers. "You okay?" he softly asked, his voice rumbling in my ear.
“Better than okay,” I murmured, my eyes closing as I relished the feeling of being held. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good.”
His chuckle came in a low vibration that I felt more than heard. “Glad to be of service.”
I opened my eyes and looked up at him, taking in the sight of his rugged features softened by our intimacy. There was something in his gaze, something tender and protective, that made my heart squeeze within my ribcage.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” I said, my voice barely audible. I wasn’t one to give out compliments lightly. Boiler had rocked my world.
