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“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, yep, I’m good. Carry on.” She waved her hand at him and he snorted into her stomach. On his knees at her feet, he slid her joggers and underwear down her legs, leaving her naked from the waist down.

“These thighs… I dream of them.” He lifted one over his shoulder, baring her center to him. “You might want to hold on.”

Her hands flew down to land in his hair just as he swiped his tongue over her. “Oh, fuck, Ara.”

Her words only spurned him on. He devoured her, right there in the hall of his place. At first it was his tongue mapping her entire pussy, and then he pressed into her with his two fingers. She groaned and he pumped his fingers into her slick twice and sucked on her clit before she shattered.

He pulled away from her and she slid down the wall, landing perfectly so he could kiss her. He sat back and grinned. The kiss had smeared her lips with her slick, leaving them shiny and bruised.

“You are… so good at that,” she muttered.

“I really, really want to say ‘I know’ but I feel like that’s the wrong answer.”

“Oh, no, hello no, it's not. Be fucking proud of yourself,” she told him with a glint in her eye. “Especially ‘cause I want you to do that again and again, and then possibly a few times more.”

“I am here solely to give you orgasms, milady.” He mock-bowed and she halfheartedly kicked his butt.

“Ya know, it’s not fair that men can’t do multiple orgasms.”

“If I could have more than one, I’d never let you out of bed. We’d waste away in a bed reeking of sex,” he told her.

“Not a bad way to die, honestly,” she countered.

“You’d miss the ice. And I’d miss my chance of getting to skate with you.”

“Ahh, true.” He nodded before he leaned in for another kiss. “Now, let’s go to bed where I can worship you more.”

“All of this just cause I told that awful woman to fuck off?” she asked when he lifted her from the floor and threw her over his shoulder.

He swatted her bare ass, and then leaned over to soothe the spot with a kiss. “I don’t think you understand just how fucking hot it was, the way you stood up for me. I believe I’ll be thanking you via panty melting orgasms for a long while.”

“Oh no, Aramis, I did that for me just as much for you. She tried to ruin our date again.”

“But she didn’t, did she? Instead she’s out there being a miserable human and I got you all laid out on my bed.” He threw her off his shoulder and she bounced on the bed. He yanked off his clothes before he reached for her top. “I’ve got your taste on my tongue and I’m about to be inside you again where, honestly, I would live if I could.”

On his knees, he leaned over to grab the condom and lube from his bedside table and got himself ready in seconds. “I’ve been dying to get in you since I had to leave you the last time.”

“Then get in me already.” She shot him a look that could have been goofy, but in that moment only spurred him on. Her legs fell open in invitation. “I’m so empty, Ara, so ready for you.”

“You’re a fucking siren, June.” He grabbed his hard cock and rubbed the head off it over her slit, spreading the lube. June sighed and melted even more. His teeth dug into his bottom lip as he slid in, inch by inch. “There should be sonnets about your body. Great epic poems written about the clutch of your cunt and the tension in your thighs.”

“Fuck, Ara… I'm not that special.”

“You’re beyond special, June.” He punctuated his statement with a thrust of his hips. “Whoever told you differently must have been stupid and blind.” Another thrust. “By the time I'm done with you, you’ll never doubt yourself again.”

“I don’t… uh, doubt myself, oh fuck, right there…” Her hand pressed into the headboard and she lifted her hips to meet his next thrust.

“Sonnets, I tell you…” his voice trailed off. No more words were spoken, only grunts and groans as they drove each other higher and higher.

June’s second orgasm came out of the blue. Her nails dug into his back, her head fell back, and a silent scream fell from her mouth. Four thrusts later, Aramis fell over her, tired from the force of his own finish.

“Holy hell, we’re good at that,” June murmured.

“We sure are,” Ara mumbled into her shoulder. With a heave, he lifted off of her and slowly pulled out. He took care of the condom before he fell flat on his back next to her. They laid together, their breath mingling, as they cooled down.

“Join me in the shower,” Ara offered. June lifted her head, blearily, and nodded. He dragged them both off the bed and into the shower. In the steamy shower, they took turns washing each other. It was a giggly affair. Once clean, Ara offered June one of his shirts to wear, and then he corralled her into his kitchen.

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