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As much as a commanding tone sometimes annoyed me in the kitchen, when Shane gave me instructions in bed, I melted like butter in a hot pan.

Eagerly, I turned so that my head was toward the foot of the bed and spread my legs.

Shane’s sharp inhale told me I was in the right position. I couldn’t see him, but it was almost hotter to interpret the sounds he made as approval.

With clammy fingers, I tore open the packaging and coated my fingers with the clear gel. I put one leg up. Reached between my legs with one hand, held my balls loosely, and rubbed the lubricant over my hole with the fingers of my other hand.

Shane moaned. And I penetrated myself. Went over the edge.

“That’s it,” Shane croaked.

His words spurred me on. I scooped up some gel with a second finger and inserted it into myself. We moaned at the same time. Two fingers were no match for Shane’s cock. The anticipation of it made me whimper.

“One more,” Shane ordered. His breathing grew louder. The sound of skin rubbing against skin grew louder. Until Shane finally cursed quietly.

My entrance tightened around my fingers. I worked impatiently against the pressure.

The crackling of plastic gave me a clear picture of what was happening behind me without me seeing him. After a few seconds, the mattress sank and Shane leaned over me on his knees.

“Come here to me.” He pulled me up by my wrist and lay back on his back.

I sat astride him and watched Shane. Through half-open eyes, he let his gaze dance over my body. In any other situation, I would have tried to suck in my stomach, but under Shane’s gaze, I relaxed.

I lifted myself up onto my knees. Reaching behind me, Shane’s erection pushed against my ass.

He opened his mouth slightly and held still as I guided him to my entrance and slowly lowered myself onto him.

When he was almost completely inside me, he lifted his hips and pushed the last bit into me. He stretched out his arms and ran them over my tense thighs. My whole body worked against him. My tight legs, lifting and lowering myself powerfully on him. My ass filled with his glorious hardness. My arms trying to be close to Shane. Grabbing everything my hands could reach.

He was still watching me. His gaze held admiration, relaxation, passion, and satisfaction. When I lifted myself up again, he held me by the sides, and his expression turned wild.

“The things you do to me. Touch yourself. I want you to feel them too.”

“Shane!” I lowered myself onto him again and he met me with a hard thrust. His fingers dug into my sides, and he penetrated me deeply with every movement.

My cock bounced against my stomach with every collision between us. My thighs burned.

Finally, Shane grabbed my hard, throbbing cock and the sensations overwhelmed me. Shane in my ass, his hand on my pulsing length. Every nerve ending in my body was on high alert, every neuron firing. I was about to burst. Everything about me was under maximum tension, and at the same time, I was on the verge of drifting into delirium.

I couldn’t withstand Shane’s intense movements any longer. “You have to take over!” I croaked. Before I had even finished speaking, he turned us both in one movement so that I was lying beneath him, without separating us.

He lay on top of me, and I realized that he had been holding back until now. He braced himself with both arms next to my head and drove himself into me again and again with quick, powerful thrusts. I had grabbed my erection at the base of my cock to keep from coming right away. Again and again, Shane stroked my prostate.

He pressed his cheek against mine and gasped into my ear. The sounds turned into moans, and without consciously deciding to, I rubbed myself. In the narrow space Shane left between us, I stroked my erection in rhythm with Shane’s thrusts.

I closed my eyes and let all my emotions and sensations wash over me. The sensation of complete ecstasy overwhelmed me and poured into me. A fluttering, tingling, and glowing sensation filled me from the tips of my hair to my toes.

In hot spurts, I came in my hand, on my stomach.

Shane swelled inside me. His movements became smaller and smaller. He drove himself into me and then remained there. Every muscle under my fingers tensed. He moaned loudly against my neck until he finally sank down on top of me.

Regardless of the remnants of my orgasm, he rubbed our bodies together. Like a cat, he stretched contentedly and took me in from head to toe.

He placed leisurely kisses on my ear, my cheek. Without losing contact, he pulled out of me. He fumbled around and presumably disposed of the condom in one way or another.

I couldn’t have cared less. I lay in Shane’s arms. Completely exhausted, I couldn’t imagine being any happier.

“God, I missed you so much.”