Chapter 0182
Iugh a little, but then wince as he squeezes a bit.
“What?” he asks, pulling away from me and looking down at my body. “Does it hurt?”
“Just a little tender,” | mumble, which is true. | had looked at my butt in the mirror this afternoon, curious to see it pleasantly pink
where Kent had smacked it so fiercely. | had blushed — of course — but...I had also liked it. A little souvenir for me to remember
that moment.
That really, really hot moment.
I''m remembering it now as | press my hips backwards against Kent, wanting him close to me. Heplies, moving his free hand
upward again across my stomach to sp one of my breasts in his palm, purring a little deep in his chest as he feels the way | fill
his hand, as he shifts his hips to curl against my ass.
| moan a little at his touch, at the way his thumb flicks over my nipple, at the way | can feel him growing stiff against me. It’s a
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Things move quickly then, with none of the games or repartee that we’ve engaged in before. Kent and | — we both simply want
each other, fast, now. Kent takes his hand away from my breast to pull his shorts down, and then he’s still kicking them off as he
dips that hand between my legs, touching me softly. But when he feels how wet | am — already soaking for him — the purr in his
chest turns to a growl and he shifts again so that his cock is pressed swiftly against my entrance.
| shift myself, lifting my hips so that he can fit himself in, and then Kent swiftly slides into me, shuddering as he does. | press my
eyes closed, gasping a little at the sudden force of him, at the sudden fierceness with which | want him. Kent tightens his arms
around me, pulling me close against his chest as he thrusts himself deep and deeper into me, and then he moves one hand
down, slipping between my thighs to find me slick, pressing his fingers against me just where | want to be touched.
| cum quickly, almost gently this time, under his expert hands. It’s nothing like how it was this afternoon — an experience that
shook me to my core, exhausted me, baffled me. While that was an explosion, this is like a cup spilling over, the sensation
sshing through me and filling me with its warmth. I’m still shuddering, Kent’s fingers softly guiding me through it, when | feel
him cum as well, his thrusts turning hard and thorough before his body goes still behind me as he gasps against my neck. And
then we bothy still for a long while, panting quietly, Kent still buried inside of me as he sps me to his chest, one hand on
each of my breasts.
| think we both almost fall asleep a little bit, just like that, when Kent twitches awake and groans, pulling away from me and sitting
up, running a hand through his hair.
“Come back to sleep,” | murmur, reaching out for him. And he nods to me, letting me know that he will, before he reaches over
for an rm clock sitting on his bedside table and expertly winds it, pressing the buttons so that it will ring at the proper hour.
“An rm clock?” | ask, my surprise waking me a little. | sitting up on my elbows, watching him. “Um, Kent,” | say, a little derisive,
“you know that they have phones now. Phones that have those built in.”
“Im an old man, Fay,” Kent scolds, putting the clock back in its ce on the table and turning back to glower over me. “Leave me
to be set in my ways. Besides, that,” he says, gesturing over his shoulder with a thumb to indicate the little metal clock, “would
wake the dead. And it doesn’t turn off if it fails to charge overnight.”
“Oh, and shall | light yourntern for
you, my lord, so that you may see in
the dark?” | teaseu ghiag adi
‘agian. we shall tie a
message to the foot of your swiftest
pigeon, so you canmunicate
with those you love who live afar —“
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“Shut up,” Kent growls at me, but he’sughing too as he gathers me into his arms beforeying on his back.
“And one day, you shall throw out your abacus, because they shall invent a mighty machine called a calctor which will add
great sums —*
“Enough!” Kent snarls, though his
implied threat is ruined, a bit, by the
fact that he’s also | iag..p
ey ate my body still
aking a little bit with a fading giggle
as | close my eyes. “Go to sleep, Fay,”
he orders, grumpy. “It’ste.” Please
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“Don’t boss me ‘round,” | murmur,
rubbing my face again thimcuctil in
(ed stow (Re ReAnd then,
in moments, we both fall asleep.
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