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“Wow,” I whispered, taking in the sight.   He was as built as I had felt underneath
his shirts, and longed to run my fingers through the dark chest hair.   He grinned at me and finished putting
his shirt on, tossing me a navy blue sweatshirt.
    “MIT grad?” I asked, noticing the
decal on the well worn piece of clothing.   It was as soft against my skin as I had thought.
    He nodded, and moved to the
bar.   “Undergrad and masters.   Whiskey?”
    “Bring the bottle,” I told him,
sitting on the couch.   He brought
over two glasses, handing one to me.     I slugged back the first
shot, and held the glass out for more.
    “So, it definitely happened again,”
Eddie said, and I agreed.   “You're
admitting it now?”
    I glared at him.   “Yes, alright?   I admit that something weird is going
on.   We're entering a joined
hallucination.”
    “Or a portal to another world.”
    “You read too much sci-fi,” I told
him, pointing to the full bookshelves.   “Or time travel.”
    He drank his glass, and poured
another.
    “What do you think is causing it to
happen?”   I took the ring off, and
slid it back on.   Nothing.   He reached out and did the same; still
nothing.
    “Maybe it's predicated by lecherous
thoughts,” Eddie tossed out, and put his glass down.   He pulled me onto his lap, and waggled
his eyebrows before kissing me soundly.
    “Mmmm, try the ring?”   I said when he let me up for air,
holding my left hand out.
    “I'm not feeling lecherous enough,”
he responded, and nuzzled my neck.   He ran his fingers along my side, then tugged the right side of the
sweatpants down.   Funny how a
sensual touch doesn't activate my ticklish nature.   Although honestly I was squirming, but
for different reasons.
    “Hey!”
    “Here's freckle number one,” Eddie
observed, and leaned down to kiss it.   I groaned and leaned back against the arm of the couch, giving him
better access to find the next one.
    Eddie paused though, and removed
his hand, causing me to arch my back and wiggle closer to him.   He clamped an arm around my hips and
pressed me to his growing erection.   “You keep that up and we're looking for number three next,” he
threatened.  
    I ran my nails lightly across his
arm, and felt him stiffen more underneath me.   I smiled, and removed the ring and held
it out for him.   He slid it back
onto my ring finger with one hand and cupped his other hand around my heat.
    “Ahhh!” I squirmed to get his
fingers moving where my body wanted them.
    “Lecherous thoughts don't work,”
Eddie said disappointedly, removing his hand.
    “Oh yeah they do,” I informed him,
grabbing his shirt and pulling him down on top of me.   He grinned, shifting me off of him, and
slid down the sweats.  
    “Oh look, number two,” he claimed
it with his mouth, leaving me panting.   He moved from beneath me to be between my legs.   He lifted his head and looked at me, his
eyes serious.
    “Are you sure?”
    “Yes, husband—ohhh!” I broke
off with a shriek as he brought his tongue into play on the third freckle.   He moved up to kiss me on the mouth, and
I wove my hands through his dark wavy hair.   Eddie pushed the MIT sweatshirt up,
revealing my breasts to the cool air.
    “You are so beautiful,” Eddie
breathed, and lowered his mouth onto one pert nipple.   I arched my back, and he moved to the
other nipple which was feeling rather left out.
    “Eddie,” I whimpered, and reached
my hands down to unbutton his jeans and get access to him.   I pushed the jeans and his boxers down
enough to free him, and spread my legs more to give him access.   He entered me in one deep thrust like
last time, and I dug my nails into his firm buttocks as he began moving in and
out.   I remembered I could move my
hips too, and did so to match a thrust, and Eddie let out a low groan as he
orgasmed.
    He rested on an elbow, and I
removed my nails from his bum and hugged him instead.   Eddie pulled out with