Free 3 Breaths by LK Collins Page A

inside so hot. I want to fuck her badly as my balls begin to erupt and she moans, causing me to come harder. Letting go with my eyes closed, I fill her mouth with my cum.
    For a very brief moment, I forget about all of the bad shit from the past and find a peace that lives deep inside of me.
    However, quickly it ends and as I open my eyes, I’m determined to get it back. Pulling my cock away from her, I ask her, “Do you have a condom?” She reaches into her purse and hands me one. I waste no time tearing it open and rolling it down my hard shaft.
    “Fuck me!” Then I guide her on top of me. She blinks a few times breathing heavily and whining as I work my way inside of her. I reach for her clit, rubbing it with my thumb as she watches me and then tosses her head back. I stroke myself inside of her. The walls of her pussy are so warm as she engulfs me.
    Holding on to her sides, I help guide her up and down as I move my hips along with her. She braces her weight on my chest and bobs up and down. “Fuck, yes,” she cries out loud.
    “You like fucking me, don’t you?” I grunt. The satisfaction of her on top of me and my cock pleasing her has me feeling great. I enjoy pumping her pussy. Her long black hair touches my thighs as her head hangs back.
    “Fuck me,” she begs.
    “Like this?” I ask, slamming our bodies together.
    “Harder!” she demands.
    I push her off of me and hold her facedown on the bed. Even being blitzed out of my mind, I stay in control. Reaching down I grip myself and slam into her from behind. She screams and says, “Yes, like that!”
    “Take my cock!” I slam into her again and again.
    “Yes!” she chants.
    Her skin is red and I rest my hand on the small of her back as I pummel her. “Oh, God, Krane, make me com—” her words change to a scream and she shakes violently underneath me.
    “That’s it, come on my dick,” I growl.
    Her body settles and I pull out of her, lifting her ass up so she is lined up with me perfectly. Running my forearm over my forehead, I wipe away the sheen of sweat and jolt myself into her. Leaning forward, I pump at a good pace getting lost in the sensation before I blow another load of cum, grunting barbarically, owning this pleasure…again.

Waking up next to Shannon, she is wrapped in my arms, her hot body still naked and I wonder how in the world we ended up together last night. My head is pounding and my brain feels mushy. I close my eyes, recalling the events that took place and all I can remember is pounding her over and over again.
    Man, she was a good fuck, and a good distraction.
    Looking back down at her and those lips, I can picture them wrapped so tightly around my dick. I’d love to come from them again. “Morning,” she says, slowly blinking her eyes.
    “Good morning.”
    She rolls over and looks at the clock, “Oh fuck.”
    Then her phone rings and she jumps out of bed, scurrying around trying to find her purse. I can’t help but laugh. “What’s the hurry?” The wedding is over, so I see no reason to rush. I’d rather her stay and fuck me again, but she pulls on her underwear and says, “I’m an hour late for work.”
    I’m silent as she pulls her dress over her head and tames her hair in the mirror, looking at me in the reflection. “Thank you for last night.”
    I wink and then she scoops her shoes and purse off of the floor. But before I can answer her, she’s gone. I’m a little baffled by what just happened. But with how I am right now, it’s better that she’s gone; she was a good distraction and lay, but that’s it. Getting up, I shower to wash away last night’s remnants. Letting the water run over me, I can’t help but think of Ivy as I stare at the inside of the shower curtain and remember not so long ago when she sat on the other side. Even though I’ve pushed her as far out of my mind as possible, I’ll never forget her.
    Sliding on a pair of underwear, I walk out of the bathroom and am startled by my