Kate Gregson (
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Kansas City, MO, Tuesday Morning
Some days Kate just felt like an adult. This seemed to be one of them. Maybe it was the fact that she was actually having some vaguely healthy cereal for breakfast, or that she was reading the morning paper, or something seemingly inconsequential like that. It couldn't be work, because she had the day off, blissfully. There'd been screaming children and grouchy old men all over her flights yesterday.
Maybe she was just happy, and therefore willing to feel like she could be a responsible and productive member of society.
"Oh, man, there's a sale at this one furniture store," she said, mostly to herself, spotting the ad in the paper, "we should totally go."
That was an adult thing to say, wasn't it?
[ooc: NFB, but open for calls/texts/visits/the guy!]
Maybe she was just happy, and therefore willing to feel like she could be a responsible and productive member of society.
"Oh, man, there's a sale at this one furniture store," she said, mostly to herself, spotting the ad in the paper, "we should totally go."
That was an adult thing to say, wasn't it?
[ooc: NFB, but open for calls/texts/visits/the guy!]
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He kept driving hips and cock into her, shuddering every so often because it really did feel great. His eyes locked onto her wrists and he moaned, gripping the headboard tightly to keep him upright.
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It was only for a second or two, though, because the way his hips kept driving into her was really doing the trick. She was moaning every so often, breathing erratically, feeling the buildup that was going to pay off sooner rather than later.
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And because he realized that and he didn't want to end things without her, he slipped a hand between them and started rolling a thumb over her clit, feeling them joined nearby as well.
He panted and moaned her name, eyes closed and one hand on the headboard while he tried to make good on everything here.
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She wasn't managing more coherent words right now. Just random, fragmental, lustful things about love and not stopping and control and please and amazing.
And it wasn't long at all that she just couldn't take any more. Her legs clamped against his sides and her back arched as much as it could, and she yanked hard on the cuffs that made a sound against the headboard, louder than the one they'd been making in time with his thrusts and the resulting thumping. ... Although the little yell she let out as she came was probably louder than either.
Sorry, neighbors.
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Bod thrust into her a few more times, driving himself harder and harder until his body tensed right before he started shuddering and coming himself. He was buried inside her as far as he could go and she was warm and tight around him and he just couldn't stop himself from going over that glorious edge. He managed to keep a grip on the headboard even if his body wanted to crumple.
He moaned loudly, letting it mingle with her yell and drove into her a few more times just to ride himself through the orgasm. His eyes fluttered open eventually while he caught his breath.
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"Hello, lover."
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Once that was done, he collapsed beside her and sighed. "Hello to you too."
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Oh, like she'd forgotten. She was mostly asking to see if he'd blush.
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"I am never telling," he laughed. "Never telling."
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Whether he'd want to know or not, even.
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"Okay, fine, keep your little secret. Maybe one day I'll have a tantalizing secret to dangle in front of you as well. One can hope."
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Clearly it was going to be naked nap time first.
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They'd get a new bed. Just not quite yet.