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comprehension is lost again.  I know nothing except the pleasure-pain that I'm experiencing.  He pulls out slowly only to thrust in harder all the way.  A moan escapes my mouth and is quickly replaced by another when he begins to move in and out of me with a rhythm that leaves me no time to react.  His balls slap my clit piercing, and I swear it's like a knock on the door to the best orgasm of my life. 
    His grip on my shoulders allows for the hard, deep sex I know we both want.  I scream through my first orgasm and he doesn't slow down.  He moves to rotate his hips slightly with every entry creating a whole new feeling and I'm losing it again. 
    My head drops from exhaustion and he bundles my hair into his grip, pulling until his mouth is right over my ear.
    "We are not even close to being done tonight."
     

 
    Chapter Five
    Luke
     
    This night is going to be the death of us both.  She's not supposed to feel this good.  I need to be able to walk away from her and not itch for this again. 
    Gripping her long hair in one hand and a shoulder in the other, I thrust on until I'm filling my condom with my release.  She manages a third orgasm that sends her lifeless, face-first on the bed when I let her go. 
    I throw the condom in the trash and grab a towel to clean up.  She begins to crawl up the bed and I know I've done my job.  She's done for a while.  I always take care of the ladies first.  Climbing on to the other side of the bed, I pull the covers over her and sprawl out for some great after sex sleep. 
     
    I wake up to her naked chest on my back while she is tracing some of my tattoos.  This is a great way to wake up.  I can only think of a couple ways that could top this.  Rolling over, I pull her on top of me.  Her tits are gorgeous and I need to spend some time on them. 
    If I didn't have my hands on them, I'd think they were fake.  That's definitely something I can distinguish upon inspection.  Hers are perfectly sized and ready for my mouth to explore.  She moves to straddle me and I enjoy the view.  The room is lit from the lights we left on last night.  I glance over at the curtain and see that it's still dark outside.
    "What time is it?"
    "Time for round two."  Her response surprises me and I can't hide the laughter.
    "What have I created?"
    "You had nothing to do with what I've become."
    "Oh really?"
    "Yes.  If you remember, I'm not a shy little virgin that you're transforming into a sex goddess.  I'm already the sex goddess and you're just getting a taste."  Sliding my hands up her body, I pull her down over me so I can give her tits the proper attention they deserve.  She's sensitive when it comes to her nipples.  I can tell by the way she gasps when I brush over them.  She has a tattoo that runs up her side so I turn to look it over—I didn't take the time last night. 
    It's an upside down treble clef bumped up against a bass clef.  Together they resemble a heart.  Music notes travel down her side and I can't think of a more perfect tattoo for her.   
    She begins to move over me.  This is that moment that sucks when the condom is clear across the room.  Her movements aren't even needed because I woke up ready for this moment.  She is hot as fuck and I plan to make sure I get as much of her as I can before daylight.  I'm just glad she's on the same wave length. 
    "My condoms are in my shorts."  I begin to lift up to move off the bed when she stops me. 
    "I have some right here."  She holds up a row of the only condoms I'll use.  She rips one off and tears it open with her teeth.  Her hands roll it down my length and then she positions herself over me.  I wait to see what she does.
    She begins to slide down, but struggles to take it all in.  I move to rub her clit, applying pressure on her piercing, causing her to stop moving all together.  I quickly see this will be a long process if I let her run the show by herself.  She moves her hips forward then back,