Free Covet by Anne McClean

instinctively met his thrust. He placed his hands under her ass holding her in place when she couldn't match his unbridled thrusts.
     
    He kissed her face, neck and whispered in her ear. When she began to quiver he whispered, “let go, cum with me Mya, cum all over my dick”, and she exploded. Only then did Merrick, let his own orgasm go. The head of his cock expanded and his balls tightened. They climaxed together.

Chapter 13
     
    He kissed and caressed her face until her shaking subsided then he rolled off her. Reaching out, he pulled her onto his broad chest realizing that she was sound asleep.
     
    He didn't blame her, he was exhausted also. Never in his life had he lost control with a woman until tonight.
     
    She wasn't what he expected, a virgin. How? She was beautiful, intelligent and finer than a motherfucker. How the fuck did she manage to stay a virgin through college and adulthood? I guess she really meant that she was fully committed to her career.
     
    As he recalled, in college he fucked everyday, sometimes three and four times a day. Especially after the fraternity recruited him. They had parties that lasted for days along with orgies.
     
    Everybody was fucking, including the facility. He remembered when he and his frat brothers banged their philosophy instructor for two days straight. They were all high out of their minds on cocaine and Absinthe. All the fucking he had done and still he was never fully satisfied, it took this one encounter and this woman to leave him so completely sated.
     
    There will be plenty of time for questions in the morning. He pulled her chin up planting a kiss on her lips. His mind racing with more questions than he had answers for. Having her in his arms was calming. Listening to her slow steady breathing relaxed him and soon he followed her into slumber.

    Mya woke up confused as dawn crept through the window. This place was vaguely familiar. Her body ached and her legs were sore. Where the fuck am I? Blinking through sleepy eyes she spotted Merrick asleep beside her.
     
    Oh shit. Suddenly, the full depth of her situation came flooding back. The night with Merrick. The things they did. What she allowed to happen. The way she responded to his kisses, caresses and sweet whispers. It was certain that he would have questions and lots of them. Questions she was not prepared to answer. There was no way she could face him right now. She needed a long bath and her bed. Looking around the room she spotted her discarded clothes.
     
    Slowly pulling the cover back she quietly climbed out of bed. Merrick’s bed. Stopping briefly to glance back to make sure he was still asleep, his bare chiseled torso caught her off guard. She recalled how glorious he looked the night before as she watched him undress.
     
    The memory made her blush. Her eyes traveled down the length of his body to the part of him that gave her so much pleasure just hours earlier. The large bulge in the sheet reminded her of how massive his cock was. And it was inside you. The thought brought heat to her center. Then she saw the tell tale blood on the sheets. Shit, I have to get out of here now.
     
    Hastily grabbing her dress and shoes from the ground she fled naked from the room. Stopping in the hall to pull the dress over her head and down her shapely thighs and ass. Deciding against putting on her shoes until she was safely out the door. Heading down the stairs she spotted her purse on the large leather couch in the living room.
     
    The sight of the couch brought the memories of last night flooding back again. This is where it began. She gambled and he called her bluff and it ended with her panting and begging beneath him.  Shaking her head in frustration she grabbed her purse and jacket as she headed out the door. She needed time to think far away from Merrick.
     
    Merrick arose hours later to an empty bed. Glancing over at the clock it was 6:30 am on Sunday. He called out for her. When she didn't answer he sat