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Authors: Claire Kent

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Using her thumb
to stroke his sac, squeezed the base of his cock and bobbed her head. Ander’s
free hand had started to fumble around in the bedding, and his head jerked
uneasily on the pillow.

She hummed
around his hard flesh at these signs of how she was pleasing him.

It felt so good
to please him. Better than anything.

“Lori,” Ander
said thickly, his body so tense now he was almost shaking.

She hummed
again as she worked over his cock as best she could, adjusting her body to get
better leverage.

Ander’s hand
tightened at the back of her head, fisting in her hair until he made himself
loosen it again. “Lori.” His head was propped up slightly, and his eyes never
left the sight of her mouth around his cock.

Humming out
another response, she felt her intimate muscles clenching instinctively, as if
she were trying to pull him inside her.

“Lori!” Ander
rasped, his back arching slightly as he visibly fought to keep himself still.
Both of her hands had tightened with her clench of arousal, squeezing his cock
and his balls simultaneously.

Her mouth
worked ceaselessly. She’d generated a lot of saliva, and the flavor of the
condom was dissipating. But at this point she was too into the moment to care.
While it was a little sloppy and inexperienced, her blow job appeared to be
having a good effect.

She could feel
tremors run through Ander’s body. Both of his hands had fisted now—one in the
bedding and one in her hair. His hips were rocking very slightly,
involuntarily. And his face was flushed and twisted with what looked like
effort and pleasure.

“Lori,” he
choked out, his head jerking to the side. “Lori, I’m going to come. If you
don’t stop, I’m going to—” His words broke off in a guttural exclamation as she
squeezed his balls again.

She knew he was
trying to warn her, in case she wanted to make further use of his erection. But
that was nonsense. Of course, she wanted him to come. So she sucked as hard as
she could, fondling his sac one more time.

His body pulsed
as a choked sound escaped his lips. Prepared in advance, she listened carefully
to hear the words, but he’d fully stifled whatever it was he said, biting his
bottom lip so hard it whitened.

Then the
tension in his body shattered beneath her. His hips gave a few clumsy jerks
against her mouth and his free hand groped frantically on the mattress beside
him. With a series of thick gasps and exhalations, he rode out the spasms of
his climax. She could feel his cock pulse in her mouth.

The condom
prevented her from having to swallow his semen, but it felt like he’d released
inside her just the same.

She finally let
his cock slip from her lips and she sat on her knees, staring at his flushed,
damp face.

Lori was
gasping just as desperately as Ander was.

His climax
seemed to have wiped him out. His body had softened so completely he looked
limp and boneless. Feeling a swell of both pride and tenderness, she carefully
removed the condom and tied it off so he wouldn’t have to get up right away.

She managed to
stand and walk to the bathroom to throw it away. She stared into the mirror for
a moment and processed her appearance. Her cheeks were just as red as Ander’s.
Her nipples were standing out visibly through her lacy chemise. And, every time
she moved, she was conscious of her hot, wet arousal.

But she’d
wanted Ander to come just now more than she’d wanted to herself.

When she
returned, Ander was still sprawled out on the bed. But he turned his head
toward her as she approached. “Thanks,” he said hoarsely, “You didn’t have to
take care of the condom.”

“Why not?” she
asked with a shrug, climbing back onto the bed. She slanted him an anxious
look. “Did I do all right for my first time?”

Ander choked on
a laugh. Then another one. For a minute, his whole body shook with helpless,
ironic laughter.

Lori frowned at
him. “I know I didn’t do
that
bad.”

“Lori,” Ander
gasped, “Are you blind? You saw the way I came. You really need to ask if you
did all right?”

“Oh.” She
squirmed a little, in pleased embarrassment. “Well, I didn’t know. I mean,
maybe I did a bad job but you came just to boost my confidence.”

He shook his
head, looking strangely tired. “You really think I’m that good an actor?”

“Aren’t you?”

“No.”

Lori’s belly
twisted again with that same jittery emotion, and she lay down next to Ander,
turning on her side so she could look at him.

She didn’t know
what to say so she just remained quiet. Ander’s breathing was leveling off now,
but his body looked loose and relaxed. Absolutely sated. She’d done that to
him.

She hadn’t
expected Ander to react the way he had to her blow job. She hadn’t expected to
feel the way she did about his reaction. She hadn’t expected to be so turned on
afterwards. And she hadn’t expected to experience this chaotic churning of
emotions—confusion, pride, pleasure, embarrassment, discomfort, and bone-deep
fear.

Suddenly, her
swirling emotions became so intense she wasn’t sure she could handle them.
Since looking at Ander had intensified them, she turned over onto her other
side so she was facing away from him.

Trying to talk
herself out her foolishness, she breathed deeply and sorted through her
confusion.

Before she had
a chance to figure anything else, Ander’s voice came from behind her. “Lori?
What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” She
was pleased when her voice was mostly natural.

Evidently, Ander
didn’t believe her. She heard a rustle of the bedding as he moved closer to
her. Then she felt his warm hand on her bare shoulder. “Lori? Did you not like
it after all?”

His voice held
just a hint of hesitance, and it made her turn her head back to look at him
over her shoulder. He’d propped himself up on one arm, and his gaze was sober
and intent.

“Lori,” he
prompted softly. “You need to tell me if there was something about what happened
that made you uncomfortable.”

“I’m not
uncomfortable,” she began. At his look of obvious skepticism, she hurried on,
“I mean, I liked it. I really did. It’s just that I didn’t...I didn’t expect ...”
She trailed off, realizing there was absolutely no way for her to tell him the
whole truth.

“What didn’t
you expect?” His face had become oddly still, in the unsettling way it
sometimes did.

She found the
least disturbing part of her feelings to admit to him. “I didn’t expect to get
so turned on by doing that.” She blushed a little, even though her admission
didn’t come close to the true nature of her reactions.

Ander’s face
relaxed. He gave her a smile that was almost naughty. His hand moved from her
shoulder and stroked down her bare arm. “Well, that’s definitely not a
problem,” he murmured.

She smiled
back, feeling better now that the mood between them was more familiar. She
straightened her head, no longer looking back toward Ander. And she let him
settle himself behind her, pressing the lean lines of his body against her back
and stroking her breasts, belly and hips with one skillful hand.

After just a
minute, she was breathless with arousal again and wriggling back against Ander
as he gently fondled her nipples. “Oh, God, Ander,” she gasped, “I want you so
much.”

She felt a new
sensation then against her bottom. After a moment, she realized what it was. He
was growing erect again—far more quickly than she had expected.

“Already?” she
asked, looking at him over her shoulder and shamelessly rubbing her bottom
against the hard length poking into her from behind.

Ander made a
guttural moan in response to her squirming and he lowered his mouth to the
hollow of her throat, mouthing her skin and nipping a little.

Then, with
strong, gentle hands, he turned her over onto her stomach and started gathering
her chemise into his hands so he could pull it off over her head.

She let him
undress her, loving the feel of his weight on top of her, the way it pushed her
into the mattress. She groaned in helpless pleasure as he squeezed the flesh of
her ass and mouthed the nape of her neck.

He reached over
for a condom from the nightstand and quickly rolled it on. Then he raised her
hips, sank two fingers inside her to test her readiness and, finding her
sopping wet, aligned his cock at her entrance and then eased into her from
behind.

She let out a
long, wet sigh, enjoying both the feel of his body and the way he wasn’t making
her handle all of the decisions. She braced herself on folded arms and bumped
her bottom back against his groin.

He grunted at
the impact, but then he followed her silent urging and began to thrust.

Lori was
incredibly aroused, and the fast, pleasing rhythm he developed sent jolt after
jolt of sensation to a quickly building orgasm at her center. She huffed at
each of his deep strokes, and her body instinctively followed the tempo,
eagerly rocking back against him to intensify the sensations.

Pretty soon,
the feelings inside of Lori became so intense that she couldn’t remain quiet.
She started to make little grunts on each of his in-strokes, and then the
grunts transformed into breathless exclamations.

“Good, Lori. So
good,” Ander gritted out, his thick voice proving he was already pretty far
gone, despite his earlier climax. His speed had accelerated, and his fingers
dug into the flesh of her ass, guiding her frantic motion. “Come for me.”

She was already
close. So close she sweated as waves of heat slammed into her. Her breathless
exclamations turned to sobbing sounds. “Coming,” she choked, “Yes, Ander! Gonna
come.”

Then she did
come, hiding her face in the pillow as she screamed out the intense spasms of
pleasure. Ander made a strangled sound as he kept thrusting against her
clenching channel.

Before Lori was
through riding out her first orgasm, she felt another one swell up on its
heels. Her whole body shook frantically, her breasts and the flesh of her ass
and thighs jiggling with her shameless motion. And she came again. Hard.

This time, she
didn’t have time to hide her face in the pillow so her cry of release was loud
and naked.

“Oh fuck!” Ander
gasped, his hips pistoning wildly against her ass. Then he choked out something
she was too overwhelmed to hear properly.

He came. She
felt his body shuddering behind her, felt his cock pulsing in her tightened channel,
felt his fingers grip her body so desperately they would leave bruises.

Lori was
panting hoarsely as her body slumped forward. Ander fell with her, and for a
moment his hot, sated weight rested on top of her again. He panted too. On each
exhale, he made a sound like a moan.

And Lori would
be perfectly happy for them never to move from this position, from this
visceral satisfaction.

But he did
move. Without speaking, Ander eased his softening cock out of her wet passage
and heaved himself up off the bed.

He walked
silently to the bathroom. She heard the water run in the sink. And she didn’t
hear it go off.

After a minute,
a jolt of sharp curiosity propelled Lori out of her sated stupor. She climbed
off the bed and hurried over toward the bathroom, determined to find out what Ander
did in there when he took extra time.

The door was
halfway opened, so she could peer in. Ander stood in front of the sink full of
running water. Ander was leaning over, bracing himself with both hands on the
counter. His shoulders were slumped, his eyes closed, and his head bent. His
face and head were streaming wet, from where he’d evidently splashed water on
his face.

And he appeared
to be taking deep breaths.

Lori gaped for
a minute. He looked exhausted. Overwhelmed. And strangely aching.

“Are you all
right?” she asked without thinking, her voice breaking with her concern. Her
heart started to hammer in anxiety and apprehension.

Ander’s whole
body jerked clumsily as he whirled around toward her. “Yes,” he said hoarsely,
recovering himself quickly. “Just catching my breath.”

It had looked
like he was doing more than that. In that moment she’d seen him vulnerable,
he’d appeared almost...battered.

Her eyes
started to burn as she wondered whether using himself in this way took a bigger
emotional toll on him than she realized. Maybe having sex with her ripped him
to shreds. “You didn’t like it?” she asked in a wavering voice. She cringed at
her needy, childish tone

Ander made a
huff of sound and put his arm around her as he urged her back toward the bed.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Lori. Of course I liked it.”

She liked the
feel of his arm around her, and her heart unclenched at his answer. As they
crawled back into bed and under the covers, she said shyly, “You didn’t wait
for me to tell you to come.”

“I know.” His
gave her a rueful half-smile. “Sorry about that. You probably could have come a
few more times if I'd managed to hold out.”

“Don’t be
sorry. I prefer you to come when you want. Really.” She peered at him and saw
that he was genuinely unsettled by his involuntary climax. Keeping her voice
light, she added, “I’m amazed at the control you usually have. It’s quite
remarkable. In all these months, that’s the first time you came without asking
me first.”

A flicker of
expression on Ander’s face reminded her of something.

“It wasn’t the
first time,” she said slowly.

“No. It
wasn’t.”

“When I came
back from Hong Kong.”

Ander nodded
moodily. “Twice now. Not a good record. I’m not normally so weak.”

She made a
dismissive gesture. “Now
you’re
being ridiculous. I want you to come
when you want.” Despite her confident words, she darted a nervous look over at
him. “So you’re really all right? It's not that you don't like it?”

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