<strong>Brett</strong><br/><br/>How long could he tease?  How desperate would she get?  It took only a few minutes to find out before he was racing into her soft tight channel. The bed seemed to pick up the rhythm of their contact and keep pace. A hand moved. A pillow hit the floor. The room filled with animal noises, and the hint of passion so hot the air vent came on at both ends of the small room. There were no windows  but  if there had been there was sure to be a fine coat of moisture that hampered the view out.<br/><br/>He didn’t care. He was far beyond that. His one hand held hers over her head and he lifted her hips off the mattress as he drilled into her.  Her breasts got the worst of his mouth and tongue but he left enough for her lips.<br/><br/>The pressure build and he knew he was getting close. He changed positions, and gripped her hip to bring impale her to his hilt. The sweat glistened from his body as he offered his chest to her mouth.<br/><br/>There were no words. Only the grunts and cursing of lust and mounting readiness as he gave her the full measure of his throbbing thick spear.