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My eyes fell closed and I dropped back on the table as he put his mouth on me again. And added a finger. I gasped when it slipped inside, curled over a spot that had my back arching, my heels digging into his ass. “Yes!” I cried.

He was so skilled and I’d been horny for him for long enough that he pushed me right into my first man-made orgasm in…oh, who the hell cared? I screamed his name, writhed on my kitchen table, naked, as he got me off with his head between my legs.

Once the pleasure ebbed and I released my tight grip on him, Ty stood up.

He had a smug, satisfied look on his face as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

I was too sated to care. He’d earned that look. I just wanted more. I was naked while he was dressed. I had to have my hands on him, on his bare skin. I roughly spread his uniform shirt to reveal his chest, lightly matted with hair that tapered in a line down to his pants…and beyond. I ran my hands over his hot body, reached around to his butt and pulled him into a kiss. I could feel the hair on his chest tickling my breasts, making my nipples ache. Much lower pulsed with need while my fingers fumbled with his belt buckle. I all but cried with frustrationwhen I couldn’t get it open. Ty took over, undid the button and unzipped his pants in record time.

I had to have him in my hands. I reached inside his boxers and pulled his erection out into my palm. He was big. Big enough to ruin me for all dildos in the future. Eight inches, easily. I slid my hand gently up and down. Once, twice, felt the little spurt of pre-cum coat my palm. Now it was his turn to gasp.

“Shit.” He pulled back out of reach of my hands. I saw him now, long and thick, a ruddy red color, the crown broad. It curved up toward his belly. It was a gorgeous cock and I’d seen plenty. Not personally, but professionally.

“This is going to be fast. And we’re going to do it here,” he told me as he pushed on my shoulders so I lay back on the table once again.

I was naked, sprawled across my kitchen table with Ty’s fiery gaze raking over me. He’d been too far south to look at me all of me before. He ran one palm from my neck, between my breasts, his long fingers brushing tauntingly over a nipple, past my navel and lower still. One finger, then two slid back inside. Yes! I made some kind of sound in the back of my throat and my eyes rolled back in my head.

Ty did the same come-hither motion with his fingers. I arched my back into his touch. Yeah, the g-spot did exist.

"Please," I begged.

He fumbled with his pants and pulled a condom from his back pocket, his cell phone falling out and onto the floor with a clatter. In seconds, he was sheathed and ready. In one thrust, he was inside. I stretched around him, my inner walls clenching and squeezing to adjust. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my ankles crossed behind his back. Ty was all the way in, his hips pressing my thighs wide. He stayed still and groaned. It felt so good, and he hadn’t started moving yet.

But then he did and it was…mind blowing. I’d come once and that had gotten me all sensitive and easy, primed to come again for him.

I didn’t consider myself an overly religious person and I never had a very close relationship with God. But I just shouted out His name a few times and hoped He wouldn’t start paying me a lot of attention right now.

The feeling of Ty inside me, filling me, was…amazing.

He started moving. Hard. Fast. In. Out. Our breaths mingled. The look in his eyes, his expression, the pleasure, the intensity had me cupping his face. He turned his mouth into my palm, kissed me, as his hips pumped.

We worked the table across the room as he went harder, faster still. Keeping one hand on my hip, he used the other to touch me as he thrust deep.

Three, two, one. Blast off!

I saw rockets and fireworks and felt the whole parade.

I’d never had an orgasm like this, not even from his mouth just minutes earlier. Hell, I’d never had an orgasm with a man until him.

Within moments, Ty yelled, “Fuck!” and gave one last thrust, deeper than ever. He smacked his palms on the table, his rough breath mingling with mine, holding himself off of me.

I lost all thought besides how my body felt, savoring the last lingering aftershocks of pleasure. I couldn’t help but smile. After a while, I opened my eyes. Ty too, had a very satisfied look on his face.

“I think we just gave the neighbors quite a show,” I commented, looking out into the darkness.

My kitchen table was placed directly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows that faced the back yard. Now it was about two feet further to the left. “Good thing the Colonel’s out of town.”

Ty chuckled as he pulled out and I hissed. “Those gnomes, they’re checking out my ass.”

I looked up at the counter. Yep, the gnomes had their beady eyes glued to Ty’s butt. Better thinking it’s his ass they were staring at than my….

“Smart gnomes,” I told him.

I sat up. Mortification could have swept in faster than the passion receded. I’d just had sex on my kitchen table, with the lights on. Anyone in the back yard would have had a live-action porno. But I didn’t care. At all. I’d just had the orgasm of all orgasms. To hell with everyone else.

Goldie would be so proud!

“That was—” I couldn’t finish. I wasn’t sure of the adjective that might work.

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