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building need to come. Those first shuddery spasms invaded his lower belly but he concentrated on the far wall. "Jamie! Oh, fuck.
Fuck
! I'm coming. I'm coming!"
    He didn't need the announcement. He felt the fluttering waves of her climax as her ass began to rhythmically clench and release his dick. He lost it then. Like a feral beast, he hammered her ass with his throbbing cock. He fucked her right through the waves of her climax to find his own release.
    With a wild growl, he slammed deep into her ass and shot his cum. Explosions of ecstasy burst within him, making his toes curl and his heart stutter. He jerked awkwardly and closed his eyes while reveling in the sensation of a damn fine orgasm.
    Legs like jelly now, he slumped forward against her back. She slid down onto her belly and he slipped out of her ass. He fell onto the bed beside her. She snuggled back against his chest and idly stroked his arm. After a rough fuck like that, the moment was oddly sweetly and…nice.
    For a long time, they caressed and kissed and smiled. Finally, Corrie spoke. She twisted in his arms to face him and trailed her fingertips down his jaw. "You want to stay?"
    He was tempted to stay into bed with her. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't lonely in his apartment. Besides, it would be fun to squeeze in another round of nookie before his shift in the morning. With a shake of his head, he reluctantly explained, "I have to work in the morning. I should go."
    She shrugged and kissed his cheek. "Whatever."
    He studied her for a second. He didn't see any kind of annoyance or anger in her face. She seemed to be fine with him leaving. He'd been out of the dating game so long he didn't understand these new rules. Apparently random hookups could end as abruptly as they started without offending anyone.
    Jamie found his clothes and shoes. He got dressed as Corrie leaned against the living room wall and watched him. She seemed so comfortable and not the least bit self-conscious. Naked and glistening with sweat, she walked him to the door. Smiling, she said, "So…"
    He chuckled a little nervously. "Yeah."
    "This was nice. Unexpected," she added with an impish grin. "If I'd known you would spank my ass and fuck me like that, I would have cranked my music up every night."
    Jamie believed her. This girl had a kinky streak a mile wide. "If I'd known I'd get this kind of response, I would have marched up here and beat down your door that first night." He cupped her jaw. "Thanks."
    "No need for that." She lifted on tiptoes and kissed his cheek. "I'll see you around."
    It wasn't a question. Her intent was clear. She was open to seeing him again. He figured that was a good thing and left her apartment. Back in his place, he locked the door, undressed and collapsed in bed. Sleep found him quickly. That night, his dreams were X-Rated.
    His alarm beeped way too early. Unable to help himself, he hit the snooze button twice. He woke with a hard-on that refused to budge. Safe in his shower, he lathered up and stroked his rock-hard cock to a quick eruption. The sight and smell of his cum brought back the memories of his night with Corrie. He could still feel her wet cunt enveloping him, could still taste the sweet musk of her pussy, and would never forget plowing her ass while she came.
    His gaze drifted to the ceiling. She was still asleep. Was she dreaming of him? Was he hammering her tight cunt in her dreams? Was she screaming his name? Did she really want to see him again or was he simply being pathetic?
    Annoyed with himself for even going there, Jamie grunted with frustration and finished his shower. He shaved and dressed in his usual suit and tie. Those two extra whacks of the snooze button had left him running late. He fixed a quick cup of coffee, dumped it in his travel mug and raced for the front door. Hopefully there were still some granola bars in his desk.
    Jamie was taken aback when he opened his front door. There, sitting on his welcome mat, was a basket