The Perfect Match: A New Adult Erotic Romance (Inseparable Book 2)

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she whispered and he lifted his knees behind her to increase the pace. “That’s it.”
    He was grinning as he reached up to cup her swinging breasts, running his thumbs over her brown nipples as they moved together. Polly had to shut her eyes and bite her lip to concentrate, wondering if this time she might figure out the mental trick to cum with him inside her.
    Trey moved his hands down her stomach until his fingers reached their wet joining. He massaged her mons, reaching down between strokes to tickle her sensitive nub. Polly loved it and let him know by putting her hands on either side of his head and whining, “Keep doing that.”
    She was getting closer, but before she could get over the edge he grabbed her hips and held her still. “Wait,” he hissed. “Too close.”
    She slipped off and got off the bed with a grin. “Have I told you what my favorite way is?”
    “From behind?” he guessed as he got up, too.
    Polly answered by climbing back on the bed and aiming her ass at him. “I like that you’re tall. I don’t have to use pillows and just lay there.”
    Trey pushed her hips down and slipped inside in one smooth motion making Polly cry out in pleasure. He began to rock against her ass, speeding up as they matched their pace and began to slap against her madly. Polly reached down between her legs to cup his balls and play with her own lips and nub. Trey whispered, “If you keep doing that I won’t last very long.”
    “It's okay,” Polly said as she panted. “I can’t stay up all night anyway. Just hold on as long as you can. I want to try something.”
    She focused on the sensation of being full, flexing her inner muscles tight around him. With one hand holding her body up, she reached back with the other to focus on her slit and feeling him sliding rapidly in and out past her fingers. She wanted to cum so badly, and rubbing her nub was getting her closer than she’d ever been while having sex.
    “I can’t hold it,” he whispered.
    Being close, his wild thrusts during his orgasm did something to Polly. Her muscles tensed even harder as she crested, then she felt herself fall over the edge with him. Lost in the moment, she was only conscious of stars shooting behind her closed eyes as her world exploded in a pulsing symphony of pleasure. When Trey finally let her go, she collapsed onto wet sheets, panting as her heart beat loudly in her ears.
    “Holy shit, Polly, that was amazing,” he said as he collapsed next to her lying across the bed. “You shot out all over my legs at the end! The sheets and carpet are wet!”
    “Sorry,” she mumbled. “I got a little carried away.”
    “I’m not complaining at all,” he said with a chuckle. “That was insanely hot. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard in my life.”
    “Me too,” she said with a happy grin, then she forced herself to roll over and kiss him. “Me, too.”

Chapter 8: Kurt
    T he girls directed Kurt to a bounce house place called Bigger Bounce. Jen explained that Aunt Julie had worked there before she married their daddy and it was still their favorite place to play. Driving the family minivan was a new experience for Kurt, but Charlotte needed his car to go for an appointment at one of the hospitals in the medical center.
    His hangover was fading after drinking big glasses of water all morning. He didn’t like drinking himself to sleep, but watching Polly and Trey leave together through the sliding glass door was torture. By the time Uncle Jack came out with cigars and a bottle of Jameson, Kurt had finally let go of the dream that Polly would give him a chance. It was over and now it was time to move on.
    “I hope Miss Cathy is working today,” Jen said as they got out of the car. “She’s is very nice, you know.” Kurt saw the serious look on Jen’s face and realized this was the fourth time she mentioned Miss Cathy. She’s tryin’ to set me up, the little minx.
    “She is?” he asked innocently.
    “Yes, and she

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