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intense that, closing his eyes for just a moment, he saw stars. He’d read many times that fantasies were always better than reality. He knew now that those who’d thought and said that were utterly wrong.
    “Fuck me,” Nikki panted, grinding her hips against him, driving his cock deeper as her hands clawed at his sides.
    And Mark did. He began to thrust his hips, just like in his dreams, hammering his cock into her. As he had expected, he didn’t last long, but he didn’t have to: Nikki came just before he did, and her pulsing vaginal muscles made his own orgasm even more intense. He screamed into the hollow of her shoulder as he rammed himself into her even harder. Semen exploded from the tip of his cock, which he slammed into her one last time, holding it deep while he filled her with his seed. Beneath him, Nikki shuddered as her orgasm swept through her body.  
    It took Mark a few moments to fully regain his senses. He’d never, ever experienced an orgasm that intense, and he wished that it hadn’t had to end.  
    “Oh my…fucking…God,” Nikki finally said. She kissed him on the ear as she held him tight. He lay atop her, but with most of his weight propped up on his forearms, which were braced on the seat on either side of her. “Oh, shit! Mark, I’m so sorry!”
    He propped himself up so he could see her face. “What?”
    She held one of her hands so he could see it. Her fingertips were smeared with blood. “I scratched you.”
    Mark chuckled. “I never felt a thing.” He bent down and kissed her, gently, tenderly. “Maybe you can make it up to me a bit later.”
    She smiled. “Count on it.” Looking out the windows at the rain that was still cascading down, she sighed. “It’s supposed to rain for hours. I love this car, but I really don’t want to spend all night in it.”
    “Then let’s not.”  
    Nikki closed her eyes and sighed with a mixture of lingering pleasure and regret as he got to his knees, his now flaccid cock slipping from its home inside her. She reached down and put a hand over her pussy, pressing three fingers into her vagina, as if to stem the flow of the rivulet of their mixed cum that was flowing onto the seat under her ass. “God, that was good.”
    Leaning down, Mark pulled her hand away and brought her fingers to his lips. Slowly, deliberately, his eyes locked with hers, he sucked and licked them clean.  
    “Maybe we will just stay here,” she gasped.
    “No, we won’t.” He leaned down and kissed her, sharing the bounty of her pussy. Her tongue swirled and danced with his, eager to taste their love.  
    Forcing himself to break the kiss, Mark leaned over the seat and fumbled for his keys in the front pocket of his jeans. With a mischievous look at Nikki, he leaned down and pulled the tilt release for the front seat and pushed it forward, then put his hand on the door handle. “Are you ready?”
    With disbelieving eyes, she asked, “For what? We’re not dressed, in case you hadn’t noticed!”
    “The yard’s dark and it’s pouring cats and dogs. Nobody’s going to see us.”
    She put her hand to her mouth, stifling a giggle. “You’re crazy!”
    He held out his hand to her. “Are you coming or not? What’s the point of life if you can’t be a little crazy sometimes?”
    “Oh, God,” she worried. “If someone sees us…”
    With a quick kiss, Mark opened the door and stepped out into the rain before turning to help Nikki out. They were illuminated briefly by the car’s dome light before Mark slammed the door shut. Then, giggling and laughing like children, they ran naked, hand-in-hand, through the summer night’s rain to the sanctuary of the house.

CHAPTER EIGHT

    One year later…

    Nikki stood on the porch of the tiny bungalow that she and Mark now called home, looking out over the Gulf of Mexico as the sun began to set somewhere behind her. A mild breeze blew from over the water, carrying the scent of the ocean as it gently caressed her body