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“Ohh,” I breathed, my eyes going wide.

He went up to his elbows on either side of my head then, and slowly started to move in and out of me.

Softly, lovingly.

“There you go,” he breathed into my ear. “Relax and take me.”

I did, my eyes closing as I let the movement of his hips carry me away.

“I…” I hesitated. “I think I want to be on top.”

Maybe if I had more control over the entire thing I’d be able to enjoy it a hell of a lot more.

And I did.

The moment he rolled us to our backs and I automatically pulled my feet up to lay flat on the bed.

The roll had us coming up slightly sideways, causing one of his legs to be sandwiched in between mine.

Sitting up, I used his upraised thigh to get me there, and immediately moaned when his thigh met my throbbing clit.

“Jesus,” I breathed.

His hands went to my ass as he started to push me up and down on his cock.

“I feel so full,” I whispered, crying out each time he dropped my hips.

He pushed and let me fall, and we followed that pattern for quite a few thrusts when things started to change.

And he could feel it, too.

No longer did it hurt.

No, it just felt beautiful and perfect.

I held onto his knee as he started to move me even faster, up and down I went on his cock, holding on as he did all the work for me, and crying out each time my ass met the cradle of his hips.

“Oh, God, I’m there,” I whispered roughly, my head falling back.

My clit started to pulsate, and then my pussy convulsed as my orgasm swept over me.

I held my breath instead of screaming, heart beating wildly, as my release overwhelmed me.

Drew’s hands on my hips started to pull me down even harder and rougher, and what started out as beautiful turned into magnificent as I had my first out of body experience.

Drew’s belly tightened as his release took him over, soft grunts punctuating each time his come spurted from his cock, bathing my insides in his essence.

“I think,” I panted long minutes later. “That we’re going to be late.”

Drew laughed.

“I don’t know what gave you that idea,” he muttered, pulling me down to his chest and kissing the side of my neck.

I turned until my lips met his.

“It was the clock on the wall,” I informed him.

He laughed and we scrambled out of bed, and I was thankful that the housekeeping would be visiting while we were away. If they were to come in while I was still there I might very well combust in flames of embarrassment.