#52 The Thunder of Night

He slid his palms from her shoulders up her neck to the back of her head. He grasped her thick damp hair tight and pulled back hard as he gritted his teeth. Her lips thinned and her mouth widened as she gasped for air. 

Her hands moved from his thighs up his sides to his back. His back was wet with sweat and he had tremors in his muscles. She spread her fingers wide across his back. She roughly bit and kissed his neck. She raised the points of her nails against the slick surface of his back. She waited for the perfect opportunity. She began to feel her thighs give way. She racked her nails down his back hard as she came.

He pulled away in painful ecstasy. Their chests separated but he continued to pump his waist into hers. Her neck twisted back and forth to the rhythm of his pelvis slamming into hers. He grew inside of her in the moments leading up to the end. The blood pumping throughout his body filled him with an inhuman strength. He dug deep beneath her and thrust his entire lower body up. She rose off the ground and continued to move up and down. He came in violent toe curling blasts that pulsated throughout their bodies and robbed them of their energies.

They fell into each other with heavy gasps of air. She wormed her lips up to his. She kissed him hard. He kissed her back deep and long. They embraced each other again and fell back onto the pillows.

Cherry reached over to the nightstand still breathing heavy. She came back with a cigarette in her mouth and a lighter in her hand. She flicked the flame to the end of her cigarette. She sucked in hard and exhaled slowly as she spoke. "I don't say this often, but wow."

"I wonder if the second time will be as intense," replied Jacquie as he watched her smoke.

Cherry smiled with the cigarette in her hand and looked back at Jacquie. "I'm amazed and flattered that you got a second one in you, Doll-face. Unfortunately, I have work." She moved to the edge of the bed and got up. Her bare ass shook with every step.

Jacquie rose up, "Work? Tonight?"

"Not the usual kind of work, Jacquie," said Cherry as she went to Jacquie's jacket. She reached inside and withdrew Jacquie's Barrette 93r. She pointed it at Jacquie. "Mind if I barrow this?"

Jacquie lifted up his lower lip and nodded his head. Cherry sat the gun back on the chair and made a pouty face. She turned back around and put on a long black coat. She looked over her shoulder and pursed her lips at Jacquie as she disappeared behind the door.