Once I was done bandaging him, I put away the first-aid kit. Together, we sat down on the edge of the bed. Neither one of us said a word. The air around us grew thick with awkwardness, but there was something else as well. Electricity buzzed in the air like those few moments before a thunderstorm rolled in.

Out of the corner of my eye, I dared to look at him. He was looking at me too. Inch by inch, we turned to face each other until we were gazing deeply into each other’s eyes. Like a couple of magnets, we gravitated together until our lips collided.

My heart shuddered with joy as his arms wrapped around me, holding me tight against his body.

I shimmied forward, practically sitting on his lap as the kiss intensified, our passion growing. I knew, in that moment, that I’d no longer be able to hold back. Everything had been building to this point. I couldn’t deny it any longer.

I loved him.

His embrace tightened as we fell back onto the mattress. Naturally, his hands rested on my hips, his fingers squeezing my flesh. “Stac –”

I cut him off by kissing him once more. This wasn’t a time for words; it was a time for action. So when our tongues started their erotic dance, I tugged on the hem of his shirt, pulling it upward.

He didn’t resist and instead helped me take it off, breaking the kiss only long enough to get it up and over his head. I tossed it to the side before my fingers ran along his skin, enjoying his muscular physique. I lingered on his abdomen because something felt out of place. I looked down to see a large scar running across his stomach.

Before I could ask him about it, he turned the tables, pinning me to the mattress, lust burning in his eyes.

My heart surged. He wanted me.

A fire swept through my body as he tore off my clothes, taking control of the situation, his actions confident and dominant.

I loved it.

Soon, he leaned down, his lips trailing along the side of my neck. I shivered with joy, shuddering as he nibbled on the flesh of my collarbone.

I arched my back, my hips rising to meet his.

Ned didn’t hesitate to slip his hand underneath my ass, grabbing it hard.

My legs wrapped around his waist, my ankles locking around him. At this point, I felt like I’d never be able to let him go. He had driven me to such a sexual frenzy that I felt like I’d never be able to come down.

Fuck.

And that’s exactly what we did.

Effortlessly, he played my body like a violin. He knew exactly where to touch and tease me, winding me up like a toy. I was naked, save for my panties that were already soaked through. I had never been this wet in my entire life. It was like a dam had broken, releasing the flood that had lain dormant inside of me.

With a devious look on his face, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my panties, tugging on them. The fabric dug into my skin, driving me wild. I squirmed underneath him, my hips swaying from side to side, silently begging for mercy.

But Ned wasn’t done playing with me. Not yet, anyway.

He tugged on them a little harder before he leaned down and kissed my legs, starting from my ankles and going all the way up to my thighs. Once there, he spread me wide, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he snapped my panties right off my body, tossing them to the ground.

Well, I guess I wouldn’t need those anymore…

Before I could really fathom what was happening, his fingers entered my wet folds.

I bit my lip to keep back my screams.

He smirked, hooking his two fingers inside of me, moving them back and forth, and finding my love button with ease. He targeted it, threatening to bring me to the brink of insanity.

My body writhed under his touch as my breathing became hot and heavy.

I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. I needed him badly. So very badly.

“Please… Ned…” I begged.

He responded by shoving another one of his fingers inside of my tight little pussy, stretching me out. “How badly do you want it?” he asked, his voice soft and seductive.

I melted like putty under his touch. “So bad…”

He grinned, and without an ounce of hesitation, he pulled down his pants, revealing a monster-sized cock, already standing at attention between his legs.

Lust flared inside of me like nothing else before. I imagined myself wrapping my lips around his girth, bobbing my head back and forth. I wanted nothing more than to show this man intense, unforgettable pleasure.

But before I could make my move, he pinned me down, growled, and plunged deep inside of me.

I screamed into his lips as his cock stretched my every inch. He filled me to the brim, and still I wanted more – much more.

And Ned had no intention of disappointing me. Quickly, he began ramming into me, rocking my entire world.

God, it felt so good. No. It felt amazing.

My eyes rolled over, my body tensing and my pussy quivering.

Damn. I was already close.

I did everything I could to hold back my orgasm, wanting this glorious moment to last forever.

But as he continued to ram into me harder and harder, there was nothing I could do to stop the flood of orgasm.

It washed over me, leaving me breathless and shaking.

To my surprise, Ned didn’t even skip a beat. He kept going, his stamina unmatched, like a well-oiled machine that was capable of perpetual motion, harder and faster with each passing moment.

The bed rocked, creaking with our efforts.

Even so, he did not stop.

A deep, guttural growl emerged from his throat as he lost himself to his most primal desires. As his lust intensified, his balls started to slap into my pussy, the noise echoing through the small space. All the while, our lips danced together, hungry for a taste of each other.

I held on tight to him, feeling like if I didn’t, this magical moment would come to an end.

And then, it happened.

My second orgasm happened just in time to meet his.

Together, we screamed in ecstasy, our bodies becoming one before we collapsed onto the bed, completely spent.