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She tasted like heaven. Sweet and salty, his favorite combination. He thrust his tongue inside her, relishing in the tightness. With one hand, he played with her clit and the other massaged her breast. He couldn’t wait to explore every inch of this woman.

“Yes, Al. Just like that.”

Her thighs squeezed against his head, and her hand pushed his head from behind. He loved that she demanded what she wanted. Although, it was hard to imagine that Jeannie could do anything he didn’t love.

Her moans grew louder. Hopefully, the room next door was empty. Otherwise, they were getting a hell of a concert. His dick was hard again, and he fought the urge to thrust into her. But he owed her this one first.

He moved up to her clit and sucked as if his life depended on it. It was only fair, now that she owned a piece of his soul, that he sucked a part of hers out as well. He inserted a finger, then two while he continued his assault on her clit until she erupted in waves of pleasure. He moved on top of her, propping himself up on his elbows.

“That was …” She paused, lost for words.

“Yeah, baby. It was.”

“We should have done that sooner.”

Al laughed loudly. “Better late than never.”

“Amen to that.” She pushed him onto his back and raised up to straddle his waist. “When’s the last you got tested?”

“Uh, after theincident.” Jeannie would know what he meant. Hard to forget that one. “I was gloved up, but I still made them run every test in the book.”

“But not since then?” she asked, looking a little disappointed.

“Haven’t needed to.”

“Al, you saw the same videos in health class that I did. You always need to.”

“Unless you don’t.” He stared straight into her blue eyes, trying to make her understand.

“You mean, you haven’t … not since …”

“Nope. You were supposed to find me someone safe, remember? How’s that list coming?”

A flush filled her cheeks. “Ooh, right. The list. It was, uh, harder than you’d think.”

He chuckled and lifted up to kiss her on the lips. “I’m glad you blew it off. The perfect woman was right in front of me the whole time.”

“Oh, Al.” She sighed dreamily. “You can’t say that kind of shit.”

“Why not?”

“Because it makes me want to ride you into next week.”

“And that’s a problem because?”

She looked at him and grinned. “Good point. Not a problem anymore. I’m clean and I’ve got the birth control implant, so …” She reached for his dick and lined it up. “You good with fucking raw?”

This woman.He took a deep breath to steady his voice so he wouldn’t sound like a pubescent teen. “Yeah, I’m good.”

She slid down him, taking his full length nice and slow. She bottomed out with a loud groan, which he was sure sounded very similar to the angel’s chorus.

Best. Pussy. Ever.Seriously. Pussy this good deserved an award. A gold medal. But is that something she would appreciate? Maybe he’d ask the guys next week.

She planted her hands on his chest and she rode him into oblivion like a damn rodeo queen. He rubbed her nipples as she worked him, taking what she needed. And he lovedevery second. Her pace quickened, and he thrust upward, the two of them matching each other, stroke for stroke until she screamed her release, shaking as the orgasm took her over.

He quickly flipped her on her back and pounded into her.

“You’re mine, Jeannie. You hear me? All mine.”