"Fucking hell," Erica hissed.

Her curses and moans echoed mine as I felt her tunnel envelope my shaft completely. I pulled hard against her hips, wanting to bury myself deeper and deeper inside of her body. I need more and more of this wondrous woman. Every time we made love was just as intense as that first time.

There was no time for words, no time for sweet whisperings to one another. The risk of being caught made the moment highly erotic, and I doubted I would last very long with the pace my lover had set. Erica worked her hips and rode me like she tried to get an...