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I do a half shake, half nod sort of thing, my brain still fuzzy. On one hand, I wanted to get some sex in. On the other, I had caught maybe 3 hours of sleep a day since our fight, since I don't sleep when I'm upset. I look at you with a confused look.
 
I pull my hand away and kiss your forehead. "Get some sleep," I tell you before leaning in to nibble your ear and whisper. "I'll fuck you when you wake up." I grin as I curl you back up to your spot.
 
I give a soft smile at your words before giving a huge yawn and falling back asleep almost instantly. One of my hands finds yours and I gently squeeze it in my sleep.
 
I wake up a few hours later, still holding your hand. Yawning, and turn and replace myself on you, my head on your chest, still holding your hand, a leg draped over yours. I give a soft sigh as I fall back asleep.
 
I notice you stir and slide a hand down to cup your little ass, holding you tight against me as I too nod back off.
 
I wake up about an hour before I was due at work. Looking over at the clock, I give a massive yawn and stretch, arching my back and spreading my legs and arms. Sighing, I kiss you. "Hey, I have work in an hour," I whisper softly.
 
I give a soft, playful laugh. "Want to see how fast we can cum?" I ask playfully. "I know you must be aching for release."
 
I coo and moan softly as you rub me. "I think a quickie is in order," I say breathlessly. "And then tonight, you can make love to me all night. . ."
 
"You know you're gonna get pounded right now, right?" I say with a grin as I remove my shorts and climb between your thighs.
 
"That's what I want, baby," I say. "Hurry, I don't have much time. Tonight after I get off we can go as slow as we want. . ."
 
I laugh a bit as I slip off your shorts and begin feeding you my cock. "You forget," I say. "I'm the boss and you're the only hostess I get to fuck." I slam into you once deeply. "I can let you come in late if I need you to do extra....unh!....extra work here." I begin plowing your tight little pussy.
 
I grip your hips and hold you still from squirming. "Where you going little girl?" I ask, holding you so that I can fuck you hard.
 
"Uh huh," I moan, already in pleasure mode, my hands gripping your wrists as you hold me still and fuck me, my breathing heavy, my chest heaving.
 
I am crying out in pleasure, unable to form coherent words, just focusing on the way you were pounding me, moaning, my breathing ragged.
 
I gasp and moan as you slide across my sweet spot and continue to have ragged breathing, my orgasm coming fast.
 
You feel my hand move off your hip and slowly rise over you, to your breast, and then down to your stomach where it begins its final effort to help finish you off.
 
It's not long after you move your hand to my stomach that I cum hard, arching my back and screaming in pleasure, my hands moving from your wrists to the bedsheets to clench them hard, my juices flowing over your cock and our thighs.
 
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