Chapter 12 CJ

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I go over to the backpack, grab my strap with the vibrating bullet, and get it on while removing my clothes. My body is trembling with need. Even after enjoying my release hands-free, just listening to her needy moans, I am still desperate for her.

I walk over to the bed and lean down between Lydia's legs. She grabs me by my shoulders and pulls me down so our faces are only an inch apart. "I want you inside me," She says, the lust in her eyes shining bright, but there is something else there I can't put my finger on. I line up the silicon cock with her sopping wet hole and push inside. She arches her back deliciously. "Fuck CJ," she gasps. I keep going until I am seated flush with her beautiful body, and she moans loudly.

My orgasm hits, knocking the wind out of me, and I tremble above her, trying desperately not to collapse. I pull out and thrust back in a few pumps; she is writhing beneath me. I pull out all the way, and she whimpers. "Turn over," I say. She rolls over, and I position myself on my knees behind her on the bed. I pull her hips up and slide inside her again. She lets out a gasping whimper, and fuck, that sound melts me. I can feel my wetness seeping down my thighs. I reach around her hip and start rubbing her clit while I fuck her with shallow strokes. Her head is whipping side to side, her thighs trembling. "Oh fuck CJ, god yes," she suddenly starts pushing back, meeting my thrusts deep and hard. I am stunned because she has become this feral beautiful creature fucking herself on me, moaning and panting. All I can do is brace myself against her pounding back on me. Then I hear a gushing sound. I reach around, and she is squirting in hot gushes. I fucking orgasm instantly. How insanely hot is this fucking woman. Her feral moans turn into soft pants.

After a moment of catching our breaths, she moves away from me. I can swear I hear a sob. Then, with her back to me, she gets off the bed and rushes into the bathroom without looking at me.

Lydia

I sit on the floor in the bathroom, sobbing. I became an entirely different person out there. The release repeatedly took me to a place of euphoria I had never felt before. It was so overwhelming it just broke me. This was a huge mistake. All of it is the reading, the talking, and the mind-altering sex. No matter what I do, one or both of us will end up destroyed.

I resolved to tell CJ she has to leave and that we can no longer spend time together. I already know the damage has been done to me. But for her, there is still a chance to salvage things. I hear a knock at the door. "Lydia?" CJs voice is concerned Fuck. "I'm fine, CJ, just cleaning up, and I'll be out in a minute." I hear her walk away and get into the shower. Hoping I can wash away my sins.

When I leave the bathroom 30 minutes later, CJ is dressed in shorts and a tank top, curled up on her side, fast asleep. I decided to let her sleep and end everything tomorrow. I get dressed and crawl into the bed, sated, guilty, and bone-weary.

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