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    He stood up, Laurie’s wetness fusing them together where here legs were wrapped around him still. “You okay?”
    “Mmmph.” She mumbled something else into his throat and he tightened his hold on her. God, she was sweet.
    “Twenty feet to the bed. You with me, sugar?”
    “What was wrong with the chair?”
    They were at the doorway to his bedroom in no time at all, and it was almost unbearable to let her go. But seeing her spread out on his sheets, fuck, if he hadn’t come in his pants as she writhed against him, he couldn’t allow himself to now by just looking at her.
    “Nothing is wrong with that chair,” he said as he yanked his shirt up over his head. She made a small appreciative noise and moved to cup her breasts. She was easy with them, palming the flesh he’d so eagerly abraded. “Absolutely nothing. It’s maybe my favorite chair in the history of furniture after today.”
    When he shucked his shorts, she sat up on her elbows. Her smile was pure feminine evil as she spread her legs wide for him.
    She was neat and tidy and absolutely soaking wet, and he couldn’t wait to bury himself inside of her.
    “I take it back. I fucking love this bed.” He palmed his cock, and the torture was acute. He wanted a taste of her, at least before they got to the main event. “Your elastic band, gimme.”
    He had to give her credit: Laurie didn’t even blink at his request. Just unraveled her braid and handed him a red-hot piece of fabric-wrapped rubber. “What are you—oh.”
    He grinned when her eyes went wide as he slipped the elastic down over his cock, stretching it under his sac. He winced at the pressure, and she almost undid all of his plans when she reached out a finger to swirl through the precum at his tip. “None of that. Lie back. Spread your legs again. I’ve got plans for that sweet cunt.”
    “Condom, Grant,” she said, but she complied, arranging herself back on his bed, legs going even wider than before. Her lips flushed as red as her pussy, just as slick, too. And when he reached out to swipe at her finger with his tongue, he felt an answering pull at his cock. “Oh, fuck, Grant.”
    By the way she started shaking as he sucked his wetness from her finger, he knew she was almost over the edge again. “I’m going to put my mouth on you, Laurie.”
    “I can’t—”
    “You can. Come as much as you like. I won’t mind.” Oh no, he wouldn’t mind at all. She was sweet and wet and fragrant, and when he closed his lips over her clit, she arched up beneath him, a keening sound torn from her throat. “That’s two. Very good, sugar. Very good.”
    He didn’t caress her on the way down from her climax, didn’t wait for her to relax. Just sank a finger deep inside her and licked around and around her clit until she was convulsing around him, chanting please please please .
    “Do you need more, Laurie?” He added a second finger, mercilessly rubbing the front of her tight sheath, and her muscles clamped down on them. She was sobbing her release, the waves washing over and over her, and he knew he needed more.
    When he released himself from the improvised cock ring, he almost wept along with her. The relief was agony, and if he didn’t bury himself in her soon, he’d blow his wad all over her soft belly.
    Laurie had recovered enough to convince herself she was capable of coherent movement, but he smiled as he had to brush her fumbling hands away as he rolled the condom down his shaft. He was wet and sticky with more precum than he’d ever seen. It had been too long. “Sweet Laurie, can you see what you do to me?”
    She grabbed for his cock and guided it to her entrance. The heat of her, even through the latex barrier, was maddening. “If you don’t do something to me in the next two seconds, Grant Everton, I will not be responsible for my actions.”
    Ah, she’d recovered enough to resort to threats. This was going to be fun.
    But fun was not the word that came to mind when