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“Now!”

I place my knees on the bed, line my body up with hers, and lean over, allowing my palms to land on either side of her head. Her hair is even wilder now. Her lipstick is almost gone. I assume most of it is on my mouth. And looking into her eyes… I see it all.

I see the librarian.

I see the lioness.

I see the submissive.

I see the dominatrix.

The assistant, the VP, the girl in the castle, the woman in the office, I see it all.

And without losing eye contact with any one of them, I slide myself slowly inside her.

“Oh, God,” she moans out.

The feel of her walls closing in on me is unreal. The hard metal of the bar pressing into the top of my pelvis is like… I don’t know. I have no words. It’s like nothing I’ve felt before.

“Shit,” I say.

“Yeah.” She sighs.

“No… Sorry,” I admit. I mean… ugh. Just so you know, I’m clean, and… and I hope you don’t mind me asking, but you have an IUD or…?”

“I’m clean, I’m on the pill, please shut up and fuck me.”

“As you wish,” I say.

The metal rubbing between us as I stroke in and out of her creates a friction that I didn’t know was possible. The long, slow strokes… the short, frantic stabs… all of it is magnified by the piercing.

And all of it is magnified by the Piercing.

Or at least I’d like to think so.

When she finally explodes, the vise-like clamp of her thighs around my waist very nearly cracks my ribs. I come inside her at the same time because if I try to hold out and keep going, I’m concerned I really will get a bone fracture.

We lie there for a long few moments, me collapsed on top of her and her holding tight, not seeming to want to let go. I give her a minute to catch her breath, and if I’m being honest, I give myself a minute to do the same.

And after a long sigh, I give her a small kiss and say, “And you wanted to shove my dick in a tiny box…”

She smiles and says, “Well, I kinda did.”

I laugh a bit and then say, “I’m gonna pull out now. K?”

“Don’t go far.”

“I won’t.”

I wink at her. She winks back. And then I slowly draw my semi-softening cock from inside her. A tiny bit of my pubic hair gets caught in the metal and pulls out of me as I pull out of her. It hurts in a beautiful way. I roll over on my side and lie next to her on the king-size bed. I glance out the window briefly to see the mountain in the mid-afternoon, almost autumn sunlight. Incredible place I live. Every time I look out a window I see something beautiful.

That was even more true when Myrtle sat at the desk just outside my office.

Well… this more than makes up for that.

I lean onto my side, prop my head on my elbow and look at her. She counters, mirroring me exactly. What an adorable pair we fucking make.

“Hi,” I say.