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It was the best sex I’ve ever had, ever. Likely because it was uncomplicated, and we were just doing what felt right. I think it’s also because I really like her.

And way too much.

We had fucked. We’d had sex. We’d also done what I don’t think I’ve ever done before. We made love.

And we did it slow, and deep, while looking into each other’s eyes. It was far more than just sex.

As I look up at Storm, I trail a finger along her chin. As we look into each other’s eyes, I glow. It was the best night of my life.

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STORM

Even if we should rest, my soul, and core crave more. I cannot believe our night. I also, cannot believe I was taken so hard, so long, and so deep.

I surprised myself, by mounting him on the chair, and coming on him. I guess we both needed it, and I got to live out a few fantasies.

As I lay on his chest, I have one hand on his stomach.

It’s so very soft, and as silky as satin. I slide my naughty hand down, and it brushes against his hardening shaft.

I’m unsure if I should try and have more sex, so fast, especially after being claimed half the night.

Before I can decide, Lorenzo pulls me up his body, and he peppers kisses on my neck. He next plays with my pebbling nipples, and he speaks softly in a whisper.

“You, young woman, will not have my cock in you. Not for at least three hours.”

“Phah!” I huff trying not to giggle.

Lorenzo pulls my hair back, so he can see my face. He did it like he did last night, and with full command of me, and complete control.

My clit is now throbbing, and I want to slide down onto that thick fat cock, that is now near my butt.

I want to have it stretch me wide again, so it hurts ever so slightly.

“Want now,” I say kissing his neck and trying to straddle his chest.

“Not want, need rest.”

“Has anyone ever called you selfish?”

“All the time.”

I laugh, and Lorenzo runs his hands down my sides to my butt. I move around on his body and our hips are touching. I know my pussy is well used, and I suspect his cock got a working over.

I try to place it firmly against to my now slick folds, and clit, but after moving around, he holds me tight.

“Gentle. We need rest.”

I move carefully around to protect his used cock, and he holds my chin. “Good girl, just a little time.”

I lay softly on top of Lorenzo, and my breasts rest on his big chest. Our eyes meet, and I have trouble not smiling.

“Sleep okay?” Lorenzo asks, as he slides a lock of hair from my cheek. I nod. “Have any weird dreams?”

Grinning playfully, I think about how to play it. “I dreamt it was a Saturday.”

“And… ”