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Chapter 5 - Saying Goodbye He fucked her like that for a few minutes, long deep strokes, and then he pulled out and flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her up onto her knees on the seat, and he pushed back into her from behind and fucked her hard with both hands on her hips. "Ohh… fuck, yes, yes, yes." she said, muffled into the seat. He fucked her hard and fast from behind, and the seat creaked and her tits bounced against the upholstery and she moaned and pushed back onto him, and I could see her pussy stretched around his cock and her thighs slick and shining with sweat and wetness mix. He reached around and rubbed her clit while he fucked her, and she came with a long, broken moan, her whole body shaking, and he fucked her through it and kept going. He fucked her harder, and she came again a minute later, sobbing into the seat. He pulled out and turned her over onto her back again and lifted her legs up onto his shoulders and pushed back into her, and he fu

Chapter 2 - The Battle I looked at her and then I looked back at the room. The fire was crackling and the candles were flickering and the bed was waiting in the middle of the floor. "Go," I said. I stepped into the room and closed the door behind me. He was already there. He was standing on the far side of the bed in a black robe of his own, barefoot on the carpet, and when I walked in he looked up and smiled. "Delacroix," he said. "Last chance to back out." "I can't wait to see the look on your face when I win again.” We stood there on opposite sides of the bed and looked at each other. The fire crackled. The candles flickered. Somewhere above us a camera adjusted itself with a soft whir. He untied his robe and let it fall. He was naked underneath… tall and broad and covered in muscle, with scars on his chest and his shoulder and a long one down his ribs. His cock was already half-hard and I looked at it and then looked back up at his face. "Your turn," he said. I untied

Chapter 4 - No Rules I looked up at him with my face still in his neck and my body still humming and I said, "Yes." He pulled back and looked at me. I sat up on the bed and looked at him. "But one thing first." "What?" "No rules this time." He looked at me. "No rules. No cameras. No scoring. No penetration rule, no moaning rule, no nothing. Just you and me and a bed and whatever we want to do to each other." He looked at me for a long moment and then he smiled. "Deal?" I asked. "Deal." I got off the bed and walked over to the fireplace and looked up at the camera in the corner of the room. It was still whirring. I looked at it and then I looked back at him. "Turn them off," I said. He got off the bed and walked over to the wall panel by the door and pressed a button and the cameras went dark one by one. The screen on the wall went black. The little red lights in the corners of the room went out. "Done," he said. I walked back to the bed and stood in fro

Chapter 1 - The Bartender and her Ex The bar was called The Anchor, and it had been there since before I was born.It sat on the corner of a side street two blocks off the water, with a faded wooden sign and a window full of neon beer logos and a door that stuck in the summer humidity. The floor was sticky in a way that suggested decades of spilled whiskey and the booths were cracked red vinyl and the jukebox in the corner still took quarters, and I'd been drinking there every night for three weeks straight.Not because it was a good bar. Because it was the only bar in the city where I could sit at the end of the counter with my back to the wall and not have to talk to anybody.I was thirty-seven years old and I owned a construction company that had just lost its biggest contract, and my marriage had ended eight months ago in a way that still felt like a bruise I kept pressing on, and I had discovered that the only hour of the day I could stand was the hour between midnight and one

Chapter 3 - Good Fuck She got down off the bar and walked past me toward the back of the room, and I stood there for a second with my pants still open and my heart going hard and watched her go. She was still naked from the waist down, her t-shirt hanging to the top of her thighs, and she stopped at the pool table in the corner and turned around and looked at me. "Lock the door," she said. I locked the door. She walked back toward me slowly, and I stood there and let her come, and when she was right in front of me she reached down and took my cock in her hand. It was still wet with her, still half-hard, and she wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed and stroked it once, slowly, and looked up at my face. "You want to know why I left," she said. "Yeah." She stroked me again, slowly, and her eyes never left mine. "Because you were terrible," she said. I went still. "You didn't know how to kiss like a man," she said. "You kissed like a boy who was scared of me. And you