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breathed a second before his hand left one nipple and struck her ass.
    His cock grew harder. Her ass stung, but she wanted more. She plunged down onto him, teeth clenched, whimpers spilling from her lips.
    “Again! Slap me again!”
    The second slap hit the site of the other one, exacerbating the heat already burgeoning on her skin. It burned—fuck, how it burned—and she gripped his chin and bent down to steal a hot kiss.
    Mouth against his lips, she whispered, “More. Harder,” his cock so damn hard and right in her cunt.
    Rob slapped her ass three times in quick succession, pulling her nipple and rolling it between finger and thumb. Such exquisite, sharp pain bloomed in her breast, her clit, her cunt, on her ass, and she screamed out, a fourth slap raising her vocals.
    Her orgasm peaked, a great wave of sensation that boiled inside her and exploded throughout her body. Rob smacked again and grunted, lifting his hips higher as cum heated her. He tugged on her nipple again, another shot of cum coating her inside.
    “Fuck, I love you. Love you !” she whispered, body sweat-soaked, skin tingling, the edges of her mind softening with the afterglow.
    Rob clasped her arms and drew her down, his damp chest hot on her breasts. She butterfly kissed his lips, his cheeks, his eyelids, her cunt still contracting. He embraced her, held her tight, her cheek to his chest. His heartbeat throbbed when hers didn’t, and the constant, combined boom-boom-boom filled her ear, infusing her body with being as close to him as she could possibly get. Tucking her hands beneath him and sliding them up, she curled her fingers over his shoulders. They lay like that for some time, hearts and breaths slowing, equilibrium returning, as though they were reluctant to break the spell.
    Carrie stared at the burgundy-and-cream flock wallpaper and thought of his last email, the one he’d sent just as he was due to leave his house to board the train. Was it really only hours since they’d met? It seemed a longer amount of time had passed, like they had met days ago and had spent them getting to know one another’s bodies, their minds already in tune from their written communication.
     
    Hello, sweetheart,
    I’m nervous. Nervous you’ll hate me when you see me. That I’m not at all as you’ve imagined. You will be there, won’t you? If you don’t want me to come, just say. I won’t be offended, honestly. How about you? How do you feel? Are you okay? Did you buy the red coat?
    I’m imagining you in it now, and I wish the journey was over, that you’re standing in front of me wearing that coat and a big smile. You know, like the one in that picture you sent me where you’re actually showing your teeth.
    I love you, you know that, don’t you? I hope you believe that. Over the past two years, I’ve learned a lot. To let down my guard and trust you so completely that I’d give my life if it meant saving yours. Isn’t it amazing how that’s happened? How just by typing words we’ve formed a bond like this?
    Christ, love, I’m going to have to go. I’m scared, happy, excited…so many things I can’t even put into words. The train’s due in half an hour, and I’ve got to get a taxi to the station yet!
    Oh, and I remembered. I haven’t packed any bags. We’ll go shopping tomorrow and play that game we mentioned. You pick me an outfit, I’ll pick yours.
    I’m babbling. Really got to go. Can you feel my nerves?
    The next time I see you will be for real. God, I can’t wait to meet you, my beautiful soul keeper.
    Love you more than you know,
    Rob
     
    “Rob?”
    “Hmmm?”
    “Don’t leave me.” Carrie snuggled in the crook of his arm. “Not now we’ve…not now.”
    He stroked her hair. Just that innocent touch stirred her desire again, and she wondered if she’d always feel like this or whether it was two years of longing inciting such wanton lust to keep soaring through her.
    “I was just thinking the same thing. I told you a