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She tightens her grip on me. “Yes, exactly. I’m so happy you understand that. When this is over, we can go back to regular life. And then we can make a decision.”

I’ve already made my decision. And I think she has too.

I’m content to lie here and listen to her breathe, feel her relax in my arms. I think she’s sleeping until her arm snakes out and grabs her phone.

Half a minute later, my phone vibrates. I chuckle, making her laugh. I kiss the top of her head and check my phone.

Serena: It’s hard to sleep when you’re rubbing up against me like that.

I grin.

Nikolai: I’m not doing anything. I was actually just thinking about how peacefully you were sleeping. I didn’t realize you were lying there getting all worked up.

Serena: What sort of woman would I be if I was ‘getting all worked up’ after the heavy stuff tonight, hmm?

Nikolai: You’d be Serena and Iris and everything in between. You’d be a woman who knows what she wants when she wants it.

Serena: Are you trying to convince me?

I smirk and pull her closer. She lets out a moan that goes straight to my balls. The base of my shaft stiffens. My heartbeat picks up speed. This closeness, this heat, so soon after what I shared – after I thought I was going to explode us – makes it more savage and urgent.

Nikolai: You want me to convince you.

She grinds back against me. I love how hot she’s getting.

Nikolai: Can we even have sex if we’re not in my office?

She giggles, pressing her face against my chest.

Serena: We would have to be quiet.

Nikolai: ‘Would’? Like this is still hypothetical? Because I can feel you growing hot. Slick and warm for me. I know you want me to turn you over, just enough, pull down your pants and slip inside. Hold you close as I fuck you slow, gentle, and quiet.

“Nikolai,” she says needily, digging her fingernails into my stomach. “Do you have…”

“I had it last time,” I say, my length leaking precome. “We were just too fucking wild.”

When she starts wriggling, I know she’s doing like I said in the text. I grab my wallet and take out the condom, then pull down my pants. My skin is pulled tight over my throbbing cock, flooded with tension. Sliding the condom on makes me ache and pulse with pure desire and anticipation.

She rolls over. “Fuck,” she whimpers. “I did really mean just to cuddle, you know.”

“I’m glad you changed your mind,” I groan, shifting closer and wrapping one arm around her. I use my other hand to grip my aching shaft and guide my head to her entrance.

Oh. Fuck.

She’s welcoming and hot, gripping me tightly, pulsing as she relaxes just a little. Her curvy, thick body beckons me in with slick, beautiful warmth. I slip my hand into her shirt and massage her nipple as I pump my hips.

She presses her face against a pillow, moaning. Her muffled moans turn me on. My shaft is already aching, my tip flowing with unbearable heat. She pushes her hips back each time I grind deep, sliding down my length as I actively push closer.

My fingers gently pull at her nipple, making her moans grow more urgent. Her pussy makes filthy, gorgeous sounds as I plunge my pulsing cock inside.

“Oh,” she whimpers, like she’s embarrassed. She makes the same noise again.

“That’s fucking hot,” I groan quietly.

“Yeah?” She whimpers.

“Your perfect tight pussy is letting me know how badly you like it.”