"Nnngh, fuck," groaned Boomer, unable to articulate much else. The feel of being inside her was intoxicating. Every moment of his newly speed-infused life now seemed so slow. This could last forever, and Boomer wouldn't object at all.
He pressed his lips to her neck and her shoulder, tasting the salt of her sweat and feeling her pulse beneath his lips, made rapid by their lovemaking.
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