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he thrust in and out of her, every smooth glide of his cock setting not-oft-used nerve endings alight. Beth climbed the rungs of bliss, and when Elliot reached around and pinched her clit she splintered, dimly aware of his grunted release into her shoulder.
    He collapsed on top of her, and she smiled at his grunted, “Fuck it, I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

Chapter Six
     
    Beth leant back against the hard wall of muscle that was Elliot’s chest and sighed her contentment. His amused laughter skittered over her wet neck, and she gave herself up to the sensation of being pampered. The one thing her little flat did have was a nice deep corner bath. For someone who loved to soak for hours reading her favorite smutty stories surrounded by fragrant bubbles, this was heaven on earth. It also meant that they had just about enough room to accommodate Elliot’s big frame. Sat between his legs, she savored the moment of being pampered.
    After hours of hot sex, only interrupted by her need for food that had Elliot scare the poor pizza delivery guy by answering the door stark naked, he had eventually run her a bath. Elliot proceeded to wash every inch of her skin until she had melted into his embrace, and they had added a slow and passionate joining of their bodies in the bath to their list of christened surfaces.
    “So, tell me about this Samantha,” Elliot said.
    Beth pouted, and some of her contentment fled as though someone had thrown an ice-cold bucket of water over her. She shivered in his arms, and he drew her closer, his ever-ready cock prodding his willingness against her ass.
    “I don’t want to talk about her,” Beth said. “Make love to me again, and I just won’t go to this stupid reunion.”
    Elliot sighed and nibbled along her shoulder. Beth squirmed, the simple action so erotic that her body prepared itself anew for round…she couldn’t even recall right now.
    “As tempting as that is, you will not be able to walk tomorrow if we do, and I know enough to know that this reunion is important. You haven’t missed one yet, so why would you want to miss this one. Come to think of it, if you hate them so much, then why keep going?”
    Beth grumbled her annoyance at his uncanny perception, and Elliot laughed. He pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and the sweet pain focused Beth’s mind on him like nothing else could.
    “Tell me, my sweet. I can’t help you otherwise.”
    Her heart clenched painfully at the sincerity behind those words, as though he meant them, and as though he really was her boyfriend. Beth blinked away unexpected tears.
    “You will help me just by being there, Elliot. I can’t even begin to explain why she grates on me so, but ever since reception class she has been a thorn in my side. Never openly so, of course. Oh no, she is all smiles and affection, so none of the teachers ever saw through her façade. Complaining was useless, so I just took her little taunts. Without me she never would have passed her exams, and I’m sure that’s why she kept me around. The little mouse was good enough for doing her homework for her and taking the flak for her misdemeanors. Graduation was the happiest day of my life, and I swore that one day I would show her.”
    Unbidden, the tears fell and Beth swiped them away and drew her knees up to her chest. Elliot wrapped his arms around them with her and rested his chin on top of her head.
    “Let me guess, that day never came?” he asked.
    “Got it in one. Whoever said Karma is a wonderful thing, is a fucking liar. It certainly didn’t get her. No, the great Samantha fell on her feet and married some hotshot from the government. I’m not exactly sure what he does, but they’re loaded, so naturally the reunions are held at her bloody mansion so that we can all genuflect. Not attending is not an option because she will haunt you mercilessly until you agree to take part, and trust me, you wouldn’t wish her hounding you on your worst