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He sucked in a quick breath as she took him into her mouth. Even there she remembered him. The slight curve of his long cock. How big the head was. How perfectly it fit past her lips, nestled snugly against the roof of her mouth.

“For a virgin,” he croaked, “you sure know how to…” He gasped as she went all the way down on him, giving up the rest of the roleplay. “Oh fuck…”

Kara slowed down, took her time. She enjoyed blowing him, and wanted him to enjoy it. For some strange reason, their hard, crazy day had driven them close again. At least in her mind.

“Mmmmmm…”

She groaned as she slurped him, making smacking noises as she tickled Jeremy’s balls against the flat of her tongue. He’d been hard since before her lips had even touched him, but right now his dick was like diamond.

Kara kissed her way up, then carefully positioned her body over his. She was already soaked. Dripping with anticipation. His cock was an iron rod as she took it in one hand. It felt incredible as she rubbed the tip up and down a few times, through the warm outer furrow of her glistening sex.

“Are you ready Mr. Manning?”

She squatted over him, grinning as she sank down. Her smile twisted into an expression of blissful agony as he drove achingly deep inside of her.

“OHHH…”

It took her a moment to adjust. To savor the feel of something so big, buried so deep it felt like it was jutting up against the inside of her belly.

He looked up at her. Kara growled, grinding down on him.

“Do you remember this?”

Jeremy’s face was drawn with a far-away ecstasy. His eyes were glazed as he nodded.

“Me too.”

Slowly, she began to ride him. Up and down, in and out, her pussy clamped tightly around him as they made the most of every stroke. His hands were on her thighs, supporting her, but there was no doubt at all as to which one of them was in control. Kara was taking exactly what she needed from him. Giving Jeremy only what was left over in return.

Was it always this way? She tried to recall. Always this deep? This incredibly intense?

Bits and pieces came back, subtle moves and invisible nuances lovers always seem to forget when they’ve been apart. Kara welcomed them all. They fell back into an old, familiar rhythm, drawing even more pleasure from each other’s reactions. Jeremy was tactile; his hands and fingertips loved to touch. Kara was visual; she loved watching the muscles of his arms and chest and stomach, straining just beneath his skin as he thrust himself inside her from beneath.

She was doing most of the work, and a sweat broke out on Kara’s forehead. It didn’t matter. Between her shower and the stove and the warmth of his throbbing cock, she couldn’t get enough heat anyway. Not after being outside. Not after their trek through the storm.

I needed this.

She didn’t even know why. After what she’d had with Logan, she should’ve been sated. Maybe it was closure. Maybe—

I’ve wanted this…

Kara sped up. In truth, she saw no reason to hold back. She began fucking him hard, almost with a desperate vengeance. Some of it was frustration, but most of it was to make up for lost time. She moaned as she rode the full length of Jeremy’s cock, hands splayed beneath her, pressing and pulling his body in order to get him as far inside her as she could. Again, this was all about her. At least for now.

“Fuck, Jeremy…” she gasped. “Oh… oh fuck.”

The rest of the world disappeared as she felt the first rumblings of her impending orgasm. In response, Kara ground her clit flat against the top of her lover’s lower abdomen. The friction set her off, and she began coming and coming. This time she bit her own lip to keep from crying out as her nails dug deep into the flesh of Jeremy’s chest.

“OHHHH FUUUUUCK…”

She saw stars. Literal stars. Kara’s climax took over her physical body as she exploded against him, bucking wildly through an earth-shattering orgasm. The pleasure crashed over her in waves, each one more glorious than the last. When they finally subsided she was left breathless and panting, staring down at the bright pink marks she’d left on Jeremy’s chest.

Her hair had fallen down around her face, but Jeremy brushed it back. He kept a hand on the side of her cheek as he unloaded inside her.

Oh God…

Kara’s eyes flared as Jeremy’s face went tight. She smiled down at him as he kept on coming, kept gushing a steady stream of his hot seed somewhere deep in her belly.

They stayed like that for a while, glued to each other, saying nothing. The storm howled, just outside. The heat from the stove felt good against her back, contrasted with the warmth of being filled from the inside with Jeremy’s cream. She rolled off him, dripping come across his thighs like a glistening strand of tiny pearls.