Exclusive Contract (7 page)

My orgasm came suddenly, swiftly, wrapping around me like a vise, and I arched hard into my hand. My palm flattened against my pussy of its own accord, rubbing and sliding, almost frictionless with the slick juices of my core, and the tiny, strangled sound that escaped my throat reached across the room and jerked Kent over the edge with me.

“Shit—!”
It came out as a hiss, a hard, sharp thing, cutting through me like a knife, and I turned my head just in time to see white spurts of cum leap out of his cock. They flew through the air, up across his granite-hard abdomen, spattering over the wifebeater he wore, and his head was thrown back with release. The column of his throat bulged with his Adam's apple, and the low moan he made reverberated through the entire room, quivering and dancing over my skin.

The pleasure receded, leaving me exhausted and limp upon the bed. In his armchair, Kent sagged, clearly just as spent, but as our breathing slowed down our mutual knowledge that this was now over crept in, crowding out the aftershocks. I didn't know what to say.
Thanks for the laughs?

Finally he stood up, readjusting his clothing until he was mostly-presentable. I sat up and reached down the bed, pulling the covers around me. I wanted him to kiss me for some reason, but he didn't. He just stared at me for a long moment, his face unreadable in the dark.

“Good night, Rebecca,” he said at last. “I'll see you in the morning. Get some sleep, it's going to be a fight.”

I swallowed and nodded. “Yeah. Okay. Good night.”

He left.

I didn't sleep at all.

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