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*falling asleep because my noisemaker wore me out...*

I open my eyes.

Like a dumb ass, I open my eyes and see him watching me with his pouty lips, with that fiery ass "fuck me" look. He pokes his ass out some more, provoking me. Those tight, pink cheeks graze against the head of my cock and I can't hold back anymore.

I'm hunched over, pushing my dick into his cheeks, grunting, cursing and digging my fingers into his hips as I release a never-ending stream of come onto his back.

It takes a while to catch my breath. The come is getting sticky and I inwardly chuckle at the fact that he's gonna have a hard time getting this mess off his back later.

That was the best nut of my life and I wasn't even balls deep in someone's ass.

I don't know what to think of that. The only explanation is that he's secretly a wizard. Only a man equipped with extensive wizardry would be able to pull off something of this nature.

He chuckles and if I didn't know any better, I'd say it sounded suspiciously... wizard-y.

His pants are now pulled back up, zipped and buckled. "For all the shit you talk, that was pretty disappointing."

I shrug. "Not for me, it wasn't."

He shakes his head, laughs to himself. "I expect you to make it up to me in the near future."

"I'll pass. I don't do 'making up.' But I look forward to fucking you in the near future."

"That is, if you can last long enough to get it in."

He opens the door, steps out into the hallway and I stop him.

"If I cared, this would be the part where I asked for your number. But I don't, so I won't." I grin. "Plus, I have a feeling I'll be seeing you again soon anyway."

"If you're lucky."

He smirks and walks away and my stomach does a weird jumpy thing when he disappears from sight. I think it might be gas.

I let out a little snort at his last words. If I'm lucky. What a joke. He knows he can't wait to fuck me.

Oh, yes. I will be fucking that ass, and I'll be fucking it hard.

Luck has always been on my side.

xxxxx

Fin.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MEG! ^_^