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I moved over him. I could see him clench with arousal as I swivelled my hips, trying to get his cock to hit my g-spot. I could see the pleasure in his eyes as I made contact with that spot in my vagina, and I just raised and lowered my hips so that I would make repeated, aching contact, over and over, until I screamed, coming in clenching waves around his hard cock.
    “ Oh, baby, that was fucking amazing,” he said, his eyes bright with lust. “But we aren’t done here.” He threw me on the bed, and moved to stand up. His hands wrapped around my ankles, and he pulled me so that my ass was at the edge of the bed. My knees were ruthlessly pushed out the way, and he stood at the edge of the bed and drove into me so hard, I moved backwards on the bed with a squeak of startled pleasure.
    “You know,” I said to him, my tone serious, “ my pussy would like to send you a thank-you note right now.”
    His lips curved into a smile. “That’s a very polite pussy,” he replied. “What else would your pussy like to do?”
    I tightened the muscles inside my vagina as best I could, and watched a quiver run across his body in response. “It would like to do that,” I responded.
    “ Do what?” he asked innocently. He held on to my thighs and slammed into me.
    Oh please. He’d felt it. He just wanted me to do it again, and I was happy to oblige. I tightened my muscles as best I could, holding on to his cock like I couldn’t bear to let it go, and I heard him hiss, and my mouth curved into the smuggest, most satisfied smile in the world. He laughed aloud at my look.
    “Minx,” he accused me indulgently.
    I winked at him. “Guilty as charged,” I replied, closing my eyes as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside my vagina. “That angle, do it again,” I begged, and he obliged with a smile.
    “L ike this?” he asked, his nails raking my thighs in punctuation, something that sparked so much overflowing sensation in me that I could barely form words.
    “Just like that,” I panted out, when I could pull myself together long enough to form a sentence.
    “ I’m not going to last much longer,” he warned me. “You just feel too fucking good, this is too fucking intense.”
    I smiled wickedly at him, and spo ke in my best porn star voice. “Come all over me, Patrick, use me for your pleasure.” I squeezed my breasts together, and deliberately licked my lower lip.
    His eyes were amused. “P orn fantasies?” he asked me. “We’ll have to talk about that one later.”
    One second, amusement. The next second, as he continued pounding into me, the amusement was replaced by hard lust. “Ah, Lisa,” he said. His eyes were focused, but distant, the look a guy has right before he comes. Then I felt him in me, and it was so surreal – I felt him squirt in me, and I whimpered at how erotic it was.
    He collapsed on the bed next to me, and groaned.
    “So help me, I think this no condom thing is going to kill me,” he said. “So good.”
    I smiled at him, and he considerately moved his hand to between my legs, found my sopping wet pussy, and swooped unerringly on my clitoris. Earlier, I’d mentioned he wanted to take his time. Not now. Now, his goal was to get me to come.
    I did. Shockingly fast. I mean, I still held the record. Patrick couldn’t make me come faster than I could with my own fingers. But he was pretty damn close to my speed and more than that, his fingers felt different from mine. When he touched me, no matter how quickly he was trying to get me to come, I felt cherished and possessed by him.
    We fell asleep in each other’s arms.
     
     
     

Chapter 6
     
    Patrick:
    At eight in the morning, a few minutes after I’d made my way to the kitchen and put the coffee pot on, I got a call from Petra Janakovich, the neurosurgeon who was in charge of Andrea’s case.
    “Patrick, she’s awake,” Petra said without preamble. Her voice was tired. She’d probably been in the hospital the entire