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his cum splashed onto my thighs as the wet sound of our mating couple with our groans and cries.
    I canted my hips, increasing the friction as I bit him.
    “Fuck!” Jayson yelled, surging forward one last time then freezing deep inside me while his body shook, emptying his seed into my spasming pussy. Colors exploded before my eyes. I rolled my head back and stared up at him through the haze. He’d thrown back his own head and the veins in his neck seemed to stand out as he came. His warm brown skin called to me, and though my climax still pulsed through me making me mindless, I had to get closer to him. Pushing up, I hooked my elbow around his neck and pressed my lips to his dark satiny flesh. I latched onto his nipple and drew, tasting his salty flavor as he quaked.
    Almost violently, he pulled me from him and pressed me back to the couch. His mouth sealed over mine, kissing me with an out of control torrent of passion. His cock started a rapid in-and-out I wouldn’t have thought possible as he fucked me hard, pushing me toward another orgasm. This time, he had me pinned beneath him. His hands clasped mine tightly, and he pressed me down, taking my body, giving me no quarter to do anything but receive his cock over and over in my throbbing pussy. I wailed into his mouth. Overw,” I whisperedid’lhelmed. Overtaken.
    I didn’t have the kind of stamina he did, but that didn’t matter while he fucked me relentlessly, his cock staying hard longer than I would have thought—or maybe it had soften slightly but got hard again as he moved. He just never stopped. It was as if he needed to brand me and make me his, to erase any trace that Tom had ever been there.
    He’d already done that. I’d never be with Tom again, and when I thought of sex, it would be Jayson’s face I’d see and the sensation of Jayson’s wide cock that I’d remember. This night would forever be emblazoned across my being. I might not be in his bed, but he would indeed own me.
    “You feel so good, I never want to stop,” he panted in my ear.
    “Then don’t,” I begged, though we both knew it was an impossibility.
    “I’ll hurt you if I don’t give you a break,” he laughed, “but I want one more orgasm. Can you come for me, baby? Give me your screams one more time.”
    I whimpered as ribbons of sensation curled into my pelvis and I felt another climax clawing toward the surface. “Yes,” I whispered, closing my eyes and focusing on the feeling.
    Jayson’s fingers tightened around my wrists. “Mine,” he rasped in my ear. “You’re all mine.”
    I arched beneath him, screaming as he pushed me over the edge.
    * * * *
    “We should talk,” Jayson said. We’d lain there in silence just holding one another for several minutes. I’d wondered when this was coming. Now was when he’d tell me what a fun evening he’d had—or he wouldn’t and he’d say, “Thanks for the fuck. I’ll see if Tom’s ready to take you home.” His earlier words were hot and had induced a frenzy inside me, but they’d been just that. Words. And words of themselves meant nothing.
    “I suppose so,” I replied, struggling to sit up. Where had I left my clothes? I didn’t want to be naked when we had this discussion.
    “Hey there,” he protested, tightening his arms. “I didn’t say you could go anywhere. I want you against me. I need to feel you.”
    Okay, so he wasn’t quite ready for the goodbye talk yet. I was perfectly content to lie in his arms and listen to his strong heartbeat for the time being. He sat and pulled me up to straddle him then he reached to the side and grabbed his discarded dress shirt. The soft, light-blue fabric slid erotically along my skin when he wrapped it around me and helped me slip my arms into the too-long sleeves. One by one, he rolled up the cuffs to my wrists, his actions seeming tender. My imagination, I was sure.
    The open shirtfront covered my breasts and hung loosely between them. Jayson pushed one side out of