FRANTIC FUCK - Story

Two lovers enjoy a frantic fuck

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Do you know the best thing about being with a man like my fiancé? He knows exactly what a woman wants. He knows exactly what to say, how to act, where to touch and when to stop…or not stop. The game of cat and mouse is his specialty. And today, I’m the mouse. I’m exiting my afternoon meeting when my phone alerts me to a message and I open it up. ‘Taxi is outside. Bring your umbrella.’ Taxi? I’m working, I can’t just leave. Umbrella? Why would I need a—the downpour outside makes me roll my eyes. ‘Now. I’m waiting, baby.’ He’s waiting for me when he should be working. He’s planned this and my stomach flips in anticipation. I skip work without another second of hesitation and jump in the lift. The taxi takes me home and pulls up outside our house. He’s waiting for me inside. My core ripples with arousal, heat surging to settle between my legs, and my nipples ache against my bra. In an instant I want him. I want him so badly, I shoot from the taxi and to the front door. Silence greets me when I step inside and listen for him. The mid-afternoon sun streams through the windows of the living room as I continue to search for him. I stop, feeling the warmth on my skin that dances with my desire. I bite my bottom lip and wait. He doesn’t keep me waiting long; two large hands cover my eyes and the length of a strong body presses into me from behind. I gasp, drawing in a sharp breath before he turns me and backs me up to the wall with his hands in my hair. His breaths are uneven when he looks into my eyes. His body is hot through…

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