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way up and over her and plunged myself deep inside. “Fuck, Riley. Goddamn,” I grated. She felt so fucking perfect. I paused there where I was, rooted deep, feeling her twinge and ripple around me. “I think I’ve got a condom in my wallet,” I whispered, “I’ll grab it in just a second.”
     
    She wrapped her legs right around my waist as if she could trap me there. “I’m on the pill.”
     
    I grinned. Now there were some magic words. I withdrew and surged into her once, then again, making her gasp. Her fingers curled against my back. “You sure, babe?”
     
    “I’m sure,” she breathed, rolling her hips against me. “Oh, God. Mallet-”
     
    Fuck it. Good sense be damned. I took her hard, my frenzied thrusts born from some deep, primal need to claim her, to own her body, to give her what she needed. Her nails scored my back and her voice filled my ears. Fuck the party downstairs. Fuck our stupid issues, our problems and our pasts. This was what was important. Or maybe it was just my dick taking over my brain. Either way, rational thought went out the window.
     
    I peeled her hands from my back and pinned them over her head with one of mine. A surprised grin curved her lips before I leaned down and owned them, nipping and sucking until she whined.
     
    “Look at me,” I demanded. Her eyes were glazed with lust and need, her hair splayed behind her like a dark, swirling frame. “Look at us,” I said, “Look at what I’m doing to you.” Her gaze traveled downward to where our bodies slid together, where they joined over and over. I was going to rock that damn futon to pieces if I didn’t slow down, but it was impossible.
     
    The sight drove her over the edge. She threw her head back as she cried out. I released her hands and let her pull me close, burying my face against her neck as she pulsed and shuddered and pulled me over the edge with her. Grunting like an animal, I plunged deep and released inside her as she held me tight and kissed my temple.
     
    It was several long moments before I could even relax my muscles enough to move off of her. She sighed at the loss when I finally rolled aside, then draped an arm across my chest and nuzzled against my shoulder. “You okay?” I asked. We could still hear the party downstairs, people having loud conversations over the music playing. No one had come knocking though. I heard no tittering at the door from any drunken eavesdroppers. Thank God for small favors.
     
    “Mmhmm,” she said. “That was something.”
     
    I chuckled. “Something?”
     
    “I came so hard I had vertigo for a minute.”
     
    I laughed. She playfully pounded my chest with her fist as I jostled her, but I couldn’t help it. The shit that came out of her mouth was too much sometimes.
     
    “Do you want to head back out to the party?” I asked after a particularly raucous round of laughter reached our ears from downstairs.
     
    “Mmm, yes and no.” She squeezed me tight before sitting up. “We could mingle. Or we could steal another drink and meet back up here.”
     
    “I like that plan.”

CHAPTER 5
     
    I woke with Riley in my arms, and my first guilty thoughts were, Flee, flee! I was way too comfortable there; way too content to just hold her while the sun rose. We’d retreated to her room twice more before the party finally died. Surly had only shaken his head - I couldn’t tell if he disapproved or not. I saw Riley getting an earful from Jen and Robin, but the two were too drunk to do much more than giggle and hoot at her.
     
    I carefully untangled myself, our skin peeling apart after having sweat and slept all over each other. Afraid of waking her, I gathered up my clothes and stepped out into the hall without even dressing.
     
    I heard a voice behind me as soon as I gently shut the door. “Now there’s a sight.”
     
    I sighed to myself. “Morning, Jen.”
     
    “You sneaking out on our girl?” I grimaced as I looked over at her - her makeup smeared,