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“It’s you,” she says breathlessly, like she finally remembers who I am as she molds herself to me. I stroke her naked back, the sides of her tits, then slide my hands into her pants, unbutton them, and push down both the slacks and the underwear over her hips. She helps out by wiggling but doesn’t break the kiss, her arms tight around my neck.

I squat a little and grab her by the ass. She squeals as I lift her up. “Joe! You will throw out your back!”

“Don’t worry,” I say. I carry her the short distance to her bed and put her down, her legs spread and bent at the knees, toes curled over the edge. She’s looking at me from below with hooded eyes and everything in me wants to just bury myself in her right this second.

Instead, I take a deep breath and slowly unbutton my pants. Her eyes heat up when my cock springs free, the tip of her tongue flicking between her lips.

Once I’m naked, too, I join her at the edge of the bed. I prop myself on one hand above her and stroke her between her legs with the other. She’s wet and hot and swollen, a pot of honey my greedy fingers dip into with ease. She moans.

I rub her the way I know she likes, watching her face the whole time. She pants, her hips jerking toward my hand.

“Look at me,” I say. “Liz, open your eyes.”

She obeys and I lower myself onto my elbow beside her. Her lips are parted as I slide two fingers from her clit to the pussy, deep inside, and back out.

“Joe...”

“Do you want one more finger?”

She nods and I do as she wishes.

I watch her as I stroke her, her pants getting louder, eyes still on mine, her pupils blown. Her hands dig into my arms. She gets tenser and tenser around my fingers.

I get off the bed and lower myself to my knees on the floor, between her thighs. I flatten my tongue and give her long, hard licks while my hand pistons in and out of her.

Her eyes squeeze shut, and I take a slow lick with a lot of pressure against her clit as I twist my fingers inside her. She stiffens and wails, her back bowing off the bed, as I feel her insides rhythmically clamp around my fingers. I keep fingering her as she keeps coming, giving my dick a few pumps with the other hand.

When she comes down from her high, I get up. She opens her eyes and pushes herself into a sitting position, then slides off the side of the bed and onto the floor, on her knees. She grabs my hips and takes my cock into her mouth all the way, and I gasp.

“Liz, baby...” I say as my fingers thread through her hair, her hand working the base of my dick, the other gently squeezing my balls. Her mouth, hot and plump, swallows almost the whole shaft, her tongue teasing the sensitive underside with each stroke.

She mumbles something through her full mouth, and tightens her hand around the base of my cock.

“Baby, this feels so good.” I gather her hair into my fist.

She pulls her mouth off me, still stroking, and meets my eyes. “I like it when you call me baby. And Liz.”

I cup her cheek. “God, how did I luck out and find you?”

She leans back down and takes most of my dick in her mouth. I feel it hit the back of her throat. “I’m gonna blow if you don’t stop soon,” I plead. Her lips stretch into a smile, and she gives me one last tug with her hand before she gets off her knees and sits on the edge of the bed.

She leans back on her straightened arms, her legs spread wide in offering. Her inner thighs and pussy are pink and glistening. I can smell her sweat and her arousal, and I feel the last frayed thread of my sanity snap.

I grab her behind her knees and pull her toward me, so she falls on her back and her ass is hanging halfway off the bed. I straighten her legs and lean against the back of her thighs, her knees on her chest, ankles by my neck, and I push into her to the hilt, more from the top than the side, making her take all my weight as I thrust fast and rough and deep.

“I want to fuck you so hard I split you in half,” I sneer. “You’re driving me insane.”

I can feel her sliding her fingers between our bodies to she can touch her clit. “You like this, don’t you?” I say. “Being fucked into the bed by a madman.”

She nods and squeezes her eyes tight, and the speed with which she rubs her clit increases.

“I can get in deeper. Even deeper,” I say as I put down one of her legs and straddle it, so she’s slightly on her side instead of flat on her back, the other leg still in my hand, where I hold it by the back of her thigh. This way I get to rub her clit with my pelvis and one of my hands flies to her jiggling breast, and I dig my hands into her flesh as I fuck her hard and fast, getting in as deep as I can, my mind barely present, somewhere in the back of my consciousness I hear the sounds of the bed moving as we fuck, its legs scraping the hardwood floor.

“God, yes, harder,” she cries, and I don’t know what she wants harder, so I give her everything. I lean into her, push her top leg toward her chest spreading her legs into a split, I twist the handful of her breast that I’ve been clutching, and I thrust into her, harder faster deeper, until she shatters below me once again.

I am almost about to lose it, too, but I’m still too hungry for her, too ravenous, and this is nowhere near enough, so I wait for her to come down some and then I grab her by the back of her thighs and flip her over.

She’s lying on her stomach now, ass in the air, knees near the edge of the bed. The height is perfect and I swear I’m drooling. Her hips are wide, her ass thick, her cunt still gaping from when she last had my cock in there five seconds ago, and I give her a few pumps with my hand, pressing hard and rough on her front wall, and she whimpers, then I ram myself back inside her, digging my thumbs in between her ass cheeks, spreading them wide, fingers mauling the dimpled flesh of her ass.