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filling her, engulfing her in instant pleasure. If she was ever going to pass out from rapture, now might be the time.
    “Oh my God,” she moaned.
    He started to gently rock in and out of her, letting her pussy expand to accommodate him, her juices lubricating his movement. It felt magical, and when she was ready, she pushed her hips upward to let him know she wanted it harder and faster.
    A wicked grin formed on his lips and he grabbed her hips and pulled her toward him, thrusting deeper into her as he increased the speed and force of his fucking. Never mind pass out, she might die from the pleasure coursing through her body.
    He reached forward with one hand and played with her clit, sending another spiral of ecstasy through her body.
    “How will I ever go back to normal life after this?” she gasped.
    “I’m not sure if I want you to go back to normal life,” he whispered, as he leaned in to place a kiss on her lips.
    She felt a second orgasm building in her body, shuddering for release.
    Leif could sense it too, and he thrust his lips out in the sexiest of sneers.
    “I’m going to come inside of you, in that hot little pussy,” he said. “Are you ready?”
    “I am so ready,” she panted, barely able to get out the words over her own rising wave of bliss.
    Leif thrust even harder and deeper, driving her backwards on the bed, his balls slapping her ass. She lifted her hips to meet him every time as her hands clenched the fabric of the duvet.
    “Yes,” he whispered. “Yes! Yes!” Then he jerked into her, releasing his load as she climaxed all around him, launching her cunt off the bed and into his groin.
    He continued moving in and out of her slowly, drawing out their moment while she writhed in bliss on the bed beneath him.
    Then he withdrew his cock, kissed her gently on the lips and went to an adjoining room. He returned without the condom, his semi-erect shaft still magnificent. Then in a sweeping movement, he lifted her off the bed, turned down the covers, and placed her on the sheets. He slid into bed next to her and pulled the warm duvet over both of them, his arms wrapping around her.
    “That was most enjoyable,” he said, trailing kisses up her neck to her ear.
    It had been. It had been the most unbelievable fuck of her life. It had been worth it to sleep with Leif, even if he was a ladies’ man and she was falling for him. She prepared herself for the drive of shame the next morning, returning to her own chilly apartment with Buddy and getting ready for work alone, while Leif no doubt turned his thoughts to his next conquest.
    When his breathing evened, she rose, traipsed downstairs through the kitchen and retrieved her phone. She set her alarm for six-thirty in the morning. Early enough to make the drive back into town, shower, grab some food, and be at the clinic at eight.
     
     
    The bed next to her was empty when she woke in the morning and she felt the tangible loss of the warm skin she’d touched all night, of Leif, the man she was falling for.
    She listened for sounds in the bathroom and the rest of the house, but it was very silent. Outside, the occasional bark of a dog broke the quiet. Had he already headed off in search of a new woman? No, he said she was special. He wouldn’t do that. But where was he?
    It didn’t matter. She needed to get up and get going.
    She reached her hand out to touch his pillow and found a piece of paper.
    She fluttered her eyes open.
    “Good morning beautiful, I had to go out and tend the animals. There are fresh towels and a new toothbrush in the bathroom and some breakfast items on the counter and in the fridge. The eggs are fresh. Make yourself at home. I should be back before you leave for work.”
     
     
    Leif’s walk-in shower with two showerheads was divine and there were enough female-like toiletries available that Delany was able to get ready for work. She tried not to think of the reasons Leif’s bathroom would be so well stocked. Her

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