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Your pussy..fuck... your pussy.” I wasn’t even making sense anymore. I began to pump into her and she wiggled beneath me. Not in pain, no she wanted to take more of me. Her eyes dared me to fuck harder. 
     
                  She didn’t let go of her legs, she held them tight as I rocked over her. I ignored the sound of the headboard ramming into the wall and concentrated on the beauty beneath me.  Her eyes wild, her hips bucking up at me. I ran my hand down her torso, over her belly until I found her clit with my thumb, I rubbed her swollen clit, and she howled at the sensation. I grinned. She was losing every ounce of her composure. I should have stilled her, made her wait, but she was so damn close and I wasn't far behind her.
     
                  “Are you going to come if I keep stroking your clit like this?” I growled out. She nodded. “Answer me.” I pinched her clit, and she screamed.
     
                  “Yes. Yes, I’m going to come.” She admitted and tried to look away, but she recovered herself and brought herself right back to me.
     
                  “Ask me if you can.” I pulled halfway out of her, giving her shallow thrusts as I played with her clit.  Her eyes rolled, and her breath hitched.
     
                  “C-can I come?” A whisper, barely audible.
     
                  “I didn’t hear you, louder.” Plunging deeper, I increased the pressure on her clit. She threw her head back and yelled out her request then. So fucking good. “Yes, you may.” The calmness of my voice did not match the havoc going on in my body. 
     
                  She yelled out as she orgasmed. Her pussy clenched around me, pulling my cock further into her and I gave her want she needed. I drove into her hard, unrelenting as I continued to stroke her clit. Her hands fisted, she let go of her knees and her eyes widened as the ripples of her orgasm tore through her. My own release came just as she began to float down.
     
                  Growling, I plowed into her. Slamming my cock into her still convulsing pussy.  She screamed again, and I knew she was coming again. I’d dragged another one from her.  Wrapping my arms around her legs, I dragged her forward, yanked her legs open as my cock erupted inside of her. My vision blurred, my ears rang. All that I could feel was the heat of her pussy milking every drop of cum from me.
     
                  As my vision returned to me, and my breathing slowed I focused in on her.  She had her head turned away from me, looking off into the distance.  Gently, I nudged her chin until she looked up at me, her eyes soft and hazed.  “Hey, there.” I kissed her nose, her cheek, her chin.
     
                  She didn’t say anything, but wrapped her arms around me.  Her arms felt soft, warm, and wonderful. “Hey, yourself.” She finally smiled. I laughed and rolled off, yanking the condom off and heading to the bathroom to clean up. 
     
                  When I returned to the room, she was snuggled under the comforter. I sank into bed behind her, pulling her up to me. The smell of her was intoxicating. Like homemade cookies right out of the oven. I nuzzled her neck, kissed her ear. I told myself I’d leave in a minute.
     
                  When I woke up, it was to rays of sunshine beating on my face.  I looked around the room and quickly realized I’d broken my own rule. I’d slept over. Lying beside Lucy hadn’t just been nice, it felt damn comfortable, like home. I remembered waking her up sometime in the darkness of the night and fucking her again. She’d been so beautiful with the moonlight shining into her room.
     
                  “Hey, you’re awake.” Lucy’s soft voice came from the bathroom doorway.  She stood with her short hair brushed back from her face, still wet from her shower it