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what to say. How did she tell her friend that she had the most amazing night of sex in her entire life? That she couldn’t stop thinking of all the things she was willing to do and with such little coercion. Hell, there was no coercion. She was a willing party in it, and she did feel a tiny bit slutty about the night. But it kind of made her feel naughty instead of embarrassed.
    “So?”
    “Well—I spent the night with him,” she said, knowing that wasn’t going to appease her friend.
    “And I’m assuming there was some naked time together?”
    “Yes, nosy, there was naked time. A lot of it,” she admitted.
    “Well? Was it horribly embarrassing naked time or boom chika bow wow naked time?”
    “Seriously, what are you twelve? It was good, okay? Really, really, good,” Becca said quietly.
    “He was young. How young was he?”
    “Twenty-one, but he was no boy. He was all man, Alicia; I don’t even know how to explain last night. He was in control like he was some bossy sex god. I don’t know if what I remember was all real, or it was just because I was intoxicated.”

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    “ Y our pussy is hot for me, Becks. It’s wet and greedy for my tongue and cock, isn’t it? What do you think your pussy wants? My tongue or my fingers? I could give you one finger while I lick your clit. Would that be enough for you? What about two fingers, digging deep inside you, pushing hard against your womb? I think that might be just what you want. You would come apart for me; I’m sure of that. But what if I put three fingers inside you and bit down on your clit? What do you think that would feel like?”
    “Ahh—you like the idea of me pushing you. Making you take what I give you, even if it’s uncomfortable. You know I’ll make it good, and it’ll be better than anything you’ve had. You don’t have to say the words, Becca. I know what you need.”
    Angel slid down her body, running his hands and mouth over her soft stomach, kissing over her smooth round hips until he was in front of her pulsing core.

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    “ S o how was this morning ? Was he cool?” Alicia asked.
    “Erm—I kinda snuck out. Last night was so—ugh—so freaking overwhelming that I was mortified when I woke up.”
    “You left him there alone? Why couldn’t you have just said thanks for the hot sex and see ya later?”
    “No. There were times last night that he somehow convinced me that the things he wanted to do were totally normal and exactly what I wanted. These were not things that I would normally have ever done.”
    “Dude, did you have the butt sex!?” Alicia said with a louder than necessary squeak.
    “Shh, what is wrong with you? No, we didn’t have the butt sex—well, not exactly,” she whispered, glancing around to make sure no one else was listening.
    “What do you mean not exactly? Like anal plugs or beads or something?” Alicia whispered back.
    “Seriously, you need to stop reading that erotica. It gives you too high of expectations. No guy wanders around with a spare set of anal beads in case he gets lucky in a bar. And if he does carry those around with him… run .” Becca wasn’t that up on all the kinds of kinks out there, but she felt confident on this topic.

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    “ D on’t worry . I’ve got you. This is so pretty; you stretched wide for me. I can’t wait to feel this pussy wrapped around my cock .”
    “Oh, Angel, it’s too much,” she moaned.
    “Is it? Really? Or is it just enough? Just enough pleasure and just enough pain,” he said, spreading his fingers inside her, pushing her tender flesh even wider.
    Becca realized she hadn’t told him to stop. She just expressed how it felt. It wasn’t too much. It was new, and she was racing to keep up with the sensations. There was also a little part of her that didn’t want to admit that this felt like something she hadn’t known she was missing.
    Angel kept doing his best to push her, and Becca kept holding off on the ever