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I would like. You, on your back, on a bed."

He gave her a twisted grin, then turned and led her

upstairs, a naked romp to the bedroom. The covers flew

through the air and O.E. launched himself onto the bed,

pointing up. He rolled on the condom and opened his arms

to welcome her.

She was instantly on top, one hand on his chest, the

other guiding his missile. He held her waist with one hand

and let the other wander over her breasts.

Oh yes, what a rush. Carefully, a little at a time, she

worked her way down, filling herself up. She was perched

on his muscular body and his above average anatomy. When

she hit bottom, she shuddered and stayed there for a few

seconds, their eyes unable to look away from each other.

This was so much better than she had imagined. Tight and

deep, her body quivered from the inside out.

She began to glide up and down, alternating between

riding him rapidly, and sliding more slowly. Occasionally

she would stop to grind against him for a few seconds of

near orgasmic bliss. They writhed on the bed as their bodies

slithered about.

Nobody had ever made love to her in this way, and her

world shifted on its axis. He had pursued her for weeks with

offers of a superlative show. Now he was making good on

his offer and was giving her a performance she would never

forget. He even asked her what position she liked,

something no man had ever done.

Once again, the buildup started, and she welcomed it

like an old friend. Slowly, one stroke at a time, it spread

through her body. Then it emerged in a flash, even more

powerful than before, rocking her wildly as she rode the

incredible stallion between her legs, engulfed in a barrage

of full-body quakes.

When she was calm again, she dropped down onto him

and kissed him, still impaled by his unspent enthusiasm.

He wrapped his arms around her, pulled her down to his

chest, and rolled her over on her back. His eyes burned for a

few seconds, then he started to move.

Spinning from arousal, Rebecca stared into superbly

intense eyes. This Adonis of a man was taking her to a third

climax. His lust was heavenly and devilish at the same time,

an incredible bliss that had no equal in her experience.

Could he really keep going like this? She doubted he could

-she certainly couldn't.

The pace picked up, increasing in force and fury. His

sudden increase in intensity drove them both wild, and she