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She unbuttons my jeans, reaching inside to grip my erection, and I jolt so hard that I know I’m not dreaming. She may want to keep this anonymous, but she’s real and she’s here and she’s stroking my dick with so much enthusiasm that it’s painfully hard, throbbing in her soft hand. At this rate, I’m not gonna last- I’d better switch things up.

I lean backwards on my knees, stumbling off of the bed to slide my jeans and boxer briefs down my hips and kick them off with my shoes. Then I crawl back on, lifting one of her legs, planting soft kisses on her calf, working my way to her inner thigh. Her breath hitches as I reach the apex of her thighs, pressing a kiss to her pussy through the thin lacy fabric of her panties. I wait a beat, letting anticipation build before I slide her panties to the side and probe her entrance with one of my thick digits.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I murmur, reveling in the feel of her tight pussy around my finger and the ease with which it slides in and out of her. “That all for me, baby?”

“Yes,” she breathes, undulating her hips with my movements. “Now are you gonna fuck me or what?”

I chuckle softly, still working a finger in and out of her pussy, moving my thumb up to rub her hard little clit. “Why so impatient, doll? We’ve got all night.”

She lets out a frustrated little moan as I trace circles around her clit, arching her back off of the bed and grinding herself down over my hand.

“Besides,” I say, withdrawing my touch. I move to hook my thumbs in the waistband of her panties at her hips, dragging them down her thighs. “I’ve gotta taste you first.”

I feel a shudder roll through her at my words as I peel her panties off, tossing the tiny scrap of red fabric over my shoulder. Then I dive back down, spreading her thighs with my palms and laving my tongue down her slit.

“Fuck!” she gasps, burying her hands in my hair. “Fuck fuck fuck…”

I lap at her pussy, penetrating her with my tongue, nipping and sucking on her clit until she starts coming undone beneath me, whining, writhing, panting for release. I give it to her. Attaching my mouth to her sensitive little clit, I suck hard, thrusting my fingers inside of her, curving them up to seek out her G-spot. She tumbles over the edge of her orgasm, a wanton scream tearing from her mouth as her body shudders with her climax.

Oh yeah. I fucking did that.

I don’t stop working her pussy with my mouth and fingers until I’ve wrung every drop of pleasure out of her and she goes limp. Then I kiss my way up her body, taking my time, worshipping every inch of this goddess that still seems too beautiful to be real. I’ve always been a boob guy, and this girl has a perfect rack- full C’s or maybe even D’s- they spill out of my hands when I grab them.

Her own hands find my hair again and she weaves her fingers into the strands, tugging me upwards. I move where she wants me to go- she yanks my face up to hers, crushing her lips against mine, stealing my breath with another sizzling kiss. She wraps her legs around me, drawing me in closer, grinding her bare pussy against my achingly hard cock.

“Fuck me,” she whispers against my lips, and damnit I don’t need to be told again- I need to be inside of her like I need oxygen. I reach between our bodies to fist my dick, rubbing the smooth head against her clit to tease her a little before I line up with her entrance. Her fingernails score the skin of my back as I slide inside her tight channel, burying myself to the hilt.

I swear I almost come on the first thrust. Her pussy is exquisite, being inside of her is pure euphoria- if I died right now, I’d die a happy man. I have to collect myself for a second before I start pulling out slowly, plunging back in fast. Repeating that motion until I’m pounding hard, no shame, both of us panting and moaning and clutching onto one another. My hands squeeze her ass cheeks, holding her tight to me, while she’s got her legs wrapped around me in a vice grip, clawing at the backs of my shoulders with her hands.

When I start getting close, I change up our position- I drop her to the bed, throw her legs over to one side. Grasp her hip as I hammer into her from this angle, harder, deeper. Then she’s twisting onto her stomach, rising up on her knees, sticking her ass out for me to take her from behind. In that position, we both climax gloriously, and even though there’s no risk of getting her pregnant since we’re weeks away from the next full moon, I pull out and come all over her ass cheeks. By the time I’ve grabbed a washcloth and cleaned her up, we’re both ready to go again-gotta love that shifter stamina. She climbs on top and rides me like a fucking cowgirl, giving me an incredible view of her tits as she bounces on my dick.

We go at it for hours, and it’s primal and carnal and wild. When we’re both finally spent, we collapse onto the bed, breathless as we tangle together in the sheets. Almost automatically, I slide an arm around her waist, pulling her back to my front and holding her close.

“Tell me your name,” I growl into the shell of her ear, holding her prisoner in my arms. I know I agreed to one night, but I’m not sure I can let this girl go come morning.

She traces her fingertips over my forearm that’s circling her waist. “Tonight was perfect,” she whispers. “Let’s not ruin it with names or details.”

“C’mon…” I grumble in protest, but when she whispers “please?”, I can’t bring myself to press further. She just gave me an intense, mind-blowing night; the least I can do is honor her only request.

“Fine,” I sigh, burying my face in the crook of her neck and inhaling deeply. She still smells incredible, like strawberries and feminine florals with hints of vanilla. Her scent is intoxicating, and as I hold her in my arms, breathing her in, darkness seeps in and I start falling into what will be a deep, dreamless sleep.

And by morning, she’ll be gone.

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