Thanks for all the comments from the first two chapters of the story, and the requests to continue. Here you go! Enjoy and let me know if you want me to keep Mary & Devon's story going!
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Mary reluctantly opened her eyes, trying to pull herself from the last vestiges of sleep. She yawned and turned on her side, reaching for Devon, but felt only empty sheets. She sat up quickly, suddenly completely alert and awake. Not again! She knew last night wasn't just a dream, it wasn't!
Just as she felt panic start to rise up inside her, the bedroom door swung open, and there he stood in the doorway.
"Morning sleepyhead. I thought you were never going to wake up."
Mary jumped up out of the bed and ran to him, wrapping her arms tightly around him, laying her head on his chest, afraid if she let go he would disappear. They stood still for several minutes, until Mary stepped back, looking up at him.
"I woke and you weren't there," she said softly.
"Sorry," he said, reaching over to stroke her cheek with his thumb. "I thought you would be hungry after last night, so I fixed you a little something. It's downstairs if you want."
Mary smiled. "You made me breakfast?"
"Well," he said shrugging, "since I don't eat myself, I'm not much of a cook, but I did run out and get you some doughnuts and coffee."
Mary let out a small laugh. "Thanks, but I think there's something else I need first," she said, licking her lips. She reached out and started pulling up his black t-shirt, leaning over to kiss the exposed skin. Devon just stood there, looking down at Mary; she began to kiss and lick his stomach, pulling the shirt up inch by inch, her mouth moving to where the fabric was. She continued the path up his chest to one of his nipples, which she sucked on gently, tongue swirling around the hardening nub.
Devon growled and pushed her back. He pulled off the shirt, quickly followed by his pants.
"Lay down."
Mary moved backwards to the bed, and laid back, arms over her head, warmth starting to move through her, body tingling waiting for his touch. Devon stood there in the doorway looking down at her, cock growing hard at the view of her naked and ready body. Mary looked over and reached out with a hand, beckoning him over with a wiggle of her finger.