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“Let me take the lead.”

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Robbie put his hands behind his head, elbows bent and resting on my pillows.

“Please, lead away.”

I lowered my torso, kissing along his broad shoulders and firm chest. Scooting farther down, I straddled his thighs and grabbed his erect cock, giving it several firm strokes. A bead of pre-cum appeared and I spread it over his tip with my thumb before giving him a few more strokes.

“Violet,” he growled.

I sent him a smirk and shifted over him, lining myself up with his cock. Without a word, I lowered myself onto him in one long push, only stopping when he was fully inside me. We both groaned in pleasure.

In this position, he was so deep inside me, that a sting of pain mixed with the pleasure of being joined with him again after so long. Bracing my hands on his chest, I began moving up and down, slowly at first, then picking up speed.

“Oh my God, Violet, I’ve missed this.”

“Me too.”

I circled my hips a few times, knowing it would drive him crazy, then reached up to play with my nipples. Robbie’s eyes were glued to my movements, and his obvious appreciation only heightened my excitement. I arched my back, pulling and pinching my nipples while I continued to get myself off on his cock. He bent his knees, bracing his feet on the bed, and punched his hips up to meet me stroke for stroke.

When my inner muscles started to flutter, Robbie moved his hands from behind his head, grabbing my waist as I felt the beginning of my orgasm rushing through me.

“Robbie!” I sighed.

And then I was flying, my body shaking, my heart racing as I found my release.

Robbie took control, his fingers digging into my skin as he slammed me up and down his cock. It only took another minute or two before he stiffened, groaning my name as he pushed deep inside me, releasing his seed in several long spurts.

“Violet.”

My name on his lips was a prayer and a curse.

He pushed up inside me again, groaning my name as he released more cum. When he sagged down on the bed I pulled off him, ignoring the sticky mess we left behind, and stretched out next to him, resting my head on his chest. Under my ear, his heart pounded. I rubbed his chest, calming him.

After several long moments he rolled over, lifting his head up on one hand so he could look down at me.

“God, Violet, I don’t even know what to say about that.”

He lowered his head and gave me a long, hard kiss.

“You’re even more beautiful than you were when we were younger,” he said earnestly.

“That’s just the orgasm talking,” I teased, reaching up to stroke his stubbly cheek.

But he shook his head. “It’s not the orgasm talking. I love you, Violet. I never stopped loving you.”

I gave him a small smile, knowing that he hoped I’d say I loved him too, but unable to get the words past the lump in my throat. My thumb traced the hollow under his cheekbone.

“Let’s just take this one day at a time, okay?”

It wasn’t the response he wanted, but it was the only one I could give him right now.

Robbie

“The Colorado Cougars are going to the Super Bowl!”

The commentator’s shouted announcement was drowned out by the enthusiastic cheering from the stands. My teammates and I crowded around each other, bumping chests and giving each other high fives. It was the first time in franchise history that a team had made it this far.