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Rikki entered her apartment, exhausted. The fight with Whisper had taken it out of her, more then she’d like to admit. She stood still in the dark for a moment before making her way to the kitchen without turning on the lights. The bottle of vodka was still there on the counter, right where she left it. She didn’t bother with a glass. She took a long, burning swig. Heat filled her chest, numbing everything it touched. She leaned against the counter and closed her eyes, letting her head fall back.

What a night.

As she climbed into bed her drunken thoughts wandered to Devin. She recalled how he’d felt when they’d slept together. The feel of his touch, the taste of his lips, the throbbing of his erection. The thought sent a shiver down her spine and she felt a familiar heat begin to pool between her thighs.

She slipped her hand beneath the sheet, her breath hitching as she made contact with her slick folds. Her fingers circled her clit, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through her core. She bit her lip, stifling a moan as she imagined Devin's mouth there, his tongue teasing her, tasting her, driving her wild with need.

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"Fuck," she whispered into the empty room, her hips bucking against her hand as she increased the pressure. She imagined it was Devin's dick thrusting into her, hard and relentless. Rikki's fingers worked furiously now, plunging into her wet pussy, curling to hit that perfect spot inside her.

She could almost hear Devin's voice, a low growl in her ear, "You're so fucking sexy, Rikki. You love this, don't you?"

And she did. She loved the way he made her feel, the way he fucked her. Her orgasm built within her, a tight coil of pleasure winding tighter and tighter until she couldn't hold back any longer. She came with a cry, her body shuddering with the **** of her release, her pussy clenching around her fingers as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. As the aftershocks subsided, Rikki lay panting, her heart racing, the taste of Devin's name still on her lips.

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