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hadn’t
experienced in years. I felt hot sparks as I moved against him, shutting my
eyes to stop the room from spinning.
“I want you, I want you
to have me, Hugh,” I whispered. He kissed me again. I was letting him do
whatever he wanted with me, but I felt this sense of urgency, this kind of
hurried frenzy in him. I didn’t understand it, but I didn’t question it either.
He put his arm around me,
and picked me up, placing me on top of him. While it felt like I might be able
to wrest some control from him, he was still in command.
Catching his breath, he
grabbed his chest. He stood up. “Now I’m gonna fuck you like the dirty girl you
are.” He opened his dresser drawer and pulled out a condom. He split the
package and rolled it over his cock, almost as if it were second nature.
I closed my eyes,
waiting.
I opened my legs for him,
beckoning him to come closer. He squeezed my hips, dragging me away from the
bunched up sheets and hanging my ass off the edge of the bed.
I felt his cock twitch
against me, as he threaded it between my thighs.
He placed his hand on my
shoulder, pulling me close and lifting me into the air. I moaned, touching his
hand with my cheek.
He slid his cock into me,
his shaft filling me up. I wished it could be skin on skin, but I was glad he
didn’t go that far. He guided my body over him with his hand, squeezing my
shoulder and pulling me toward him.
I gasped aloud, and
squeezed the sheets. They untucked themselves at my mercy. Hugh groaned as he
slid himself deeper into me, our bodies meeting together for the first time in
years.
I couldn’t stop myself.
As he stroked his cock inside me, he moaned. He clawed at my body, catching my
breast and making me gasp in pleasure.
I grabbed his hand and
put it on my neck. He squeezed, and groped the air out of me. As he did, his
speed picked up, his hips meeting mine every second.
“Oh shit, Caitlin! You
like it when I fuck you raw like this? Huh?” I gasped, a breath of air escaping
my lips.
A growing wall of heady
warmth spread inside me, curling around my insides and expanding outward. My
arms grew limp, and I couldn’t stop from lifting myself off the bed. I wrapped
my legs around his waist, digging him as deep into me as he could go. “Hugh!
I’m going to—” I felt everything grow dim, my vision losing itself. I didn’t
know if it was from him choking me, or just the intensity of it all.
He groaned, his body
language changing. I could tell he was about reach his limit.
“Fuck!” he cried out,
thrusting one last time into me. My eyes grew wide, and I stared at him. After
a couple, hard, climatic seconds, he let go of my neck. He pulled out of me.
I gasped for air,
wheezing. I soothed my neck, rubbing it.
He climbed up next to me,
his cock still encased in rubber, proof of his climax inside it.
“Are you okay?” His voice
was much softer now. I nodded, getting one last hack out.
“Yeah, I’ll be okay.” I
relaxed my body, throbbing waves still glowing inside me. “That was incredible.
I’ve never been able to get someone to choke me again.”
“Again?”
I caught his eye. “Only
one other man has ever dared to choke me, and he was terrifying.”
He looked down over me,
letting his hand travel across my skin. “You aren’t,” I added. I was still
shaken from our first reunion after so long, but my mind immediately taunted
me. Who was the woman in the picture?
He stood up off the bed.
“I’m going to take care of this,” he pointed at the condom. I nodded, my
thoughts far away.
Before he could disappear
behind the bathroom door, my impatience finally got the better of me.
“Who is the blonde woman
in the picture I found at your office?”
He stopped and looked at
me, bewilderment in his eyes. I looked away. “The picture is in the back left
pocket of my jeans.”
After the bathroom door
closed, I heard him rustling in my clothes.
He came back into the
room, stark naked, holding the picture. He sat