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eased his entry until he was finally within her. One inch at a time he rocked and then withdrew, until finally he was fully seated. Her hands ran over him, giving her a river of sensation with every touch. She brought her mind in to play and he was soon groaning again with every thrust. She tickled his balls, stroked his ass and dug her hands into his shoulders as he moved inside her. The more she felt, the more she made him feel, until she groaned her release into his shoulder as he kept moving against her.
    While her body dropped to the floor, her mind continued her sensual assault on Alexi, and when she slipped a phantom finger into his ass while cupping his balls, he went over the edge. With several short jerks of his hips, he emptied his seed into her and then collapsed on her in exhaustion.
    She held him close, loathe to break the silence, but eventually she had to ask, “What are we going to do for dinner?” His deep chuckle in the crook between her neck and shoulder warmed her right to her soul.
    "I suppose that there is a drive through in our destiny."
    She smiled in response to that. “But you do realize that we will have to get up and dressed for that to be a reality."
    "Mmm. Not yet.” He snuggled back into her and then rolled suddenly so that she was sitting above him, and around him.
    His erection was once more in evidence and she rocked her hips slowly against him, feeling every shift, slide and tremor in their joining. He leaned up to take her breasts in his mouth one by one, laving the nipple before settling onto it for extended attention that made her hips jerk hard.
    She was panting with exertion and shaking with the need to orgasm and still he teased her, holding her hips and keeping her from sending them both over the edge. It was an exercise in torture and an extreme form of sadism as far as she was concerned. So she cheated.
    Once again, she let her phantom hands roam over him, stimulating him until he was shaking with the need for release and then she slowed down. Defying the grip on her hips that tried to pull her faster, she rose and fell with a hypnotic rhythm. Each slide of his cock within her getting her closer and closer to her release until she jerked against him with a whimper and shook in his arms.
    His release was not so subtle. His fingers dug into her hips and pulled her hard against him as his body emptied into her.
    She collapsed onto him, the wet and sticky moisture of their coupling seeping from her. “I think we need to take a shower and order pizza.” Her chest was still heaving with the effort of catching her breath.
    "Sounds like a fantastic idea. I haven't ever had pizza before."
    He started to shift beneath her, but she needn't have worried. He carried her to her bathroom and they engaged in a leisurely shower, followed by towelling off and her refusing more nookie.
    The pizza arrived and she used her remote to slide back one of the dioramas and make her couch appear.
    "Is your entire house rigged for dual purpose?"
    "Pretty much. Although, the lobby is rarely used as a bedroom. Just for the record.” She was snuggled in his arms as they made their way through a pepperoni and mushroom slice. With the soda that she had fished out of the fridge, she was in post-coital heaven.
    "Nice to know. So are you still meeting with Michael tomorrow?"
    "I am.” There was no hesitation. Michael satisfied a different part of her than Alexi.
    "Even after this evening?"
    "Yes. I do hope that that doesn't make you upset. But I need to choose between you both on equal footing."
    "So you will let him make love to you?"
    "I might jump him, but yeah."
    "Good.” And with that cryptic word, he turned back to the movie and the pizza.
    What the hell had he meant by that?
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Chapter Nine
    Enthusiasm and excitement was spreading throughout the crew of the Haunted House. It was their first payday. They all received their cheques and she sat back and smiled at their