Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Brian nodded, leaning back enough to watch while he pulled his finger out, staring riveted as he pushed two inside me, twisting them, fucking me with them, his beautiful fucking cock hard and leaking. It felt incredible that he was so in this moment with me. It didn’t matter that we didn’t have a lot of sex and that sometimes he just wanted us to touch or hold each other—that sometimes he only wanted to pleasure me. I craved every single moment with him, no matter what we were doing, but I couldn’t pretend I didn’t feel like a king when he wanted me this much.
I smiled while riding his fingers, savoring him stretching me and filling me, grinning bigger at the concentration on his face and how his forehead wrinkled while he made sure he was satisfying me.
“I feel like I can come just watchin’ ya,” he admitted.
“Mmm, that’s really hot, but I want to come with you inside me. Do you want to do it a different way?”
“I like bein’ able to look you in the eyes.”
“Lie on your back. I want to ride you.”
Heat flared in his gaze, Brian’s dick pulsing and leaking. He nodded before doing as I said. I pumped lube into my hand, fist around his cock, heat radiating from his skin into mine.
“Jesus Christ. Sometimes I can’t come at all, and now it’s killin’ me not to.”
“I guess you like to keep us on our toes.” I threw a leg over him, pushed up onto my knees. I held the base of his erection, situating myself above him, pressing his cock against my hole. I pushed out some as I lowered, Brian arching toward me as his thick head breached my rim.
“Never felt anything so good,” he said breathlessly, his gaze intense and raw, so many emotions reflecting back at me.
“I love how those big, honest eyes tell me everything I need to know about you.”
I always had to adjust to the feeling at first, the pressure and the fullness, but once he was buried deep inside me, seeing the blissed-out expression on his face and how his hands tightened in the blanket, it was me who had to fight back coming right then.
Brian wrapped his arms around me while I leaned forward, pulling off some, then lowering myself again.
“There’s nothin’ like this. Thank you…you’re so hot. Love bein’ inside you,” he rambled.
His words fueled my already potent desire for him. I took his mouth, riding his cock the way I told him I would. Brian held my hips, blunt nails digging into my skin, fingers bruisingly tight.
“So good,” he said. “How is this so good?”
“Because it’s us.”
He fucked up and into me while I worked myself down on him, our movements like a melody, blending together. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, loud breaths, gasps and moans, whispered words against each other’s skin.
Want you…
Love you…
Thank you…
You’re mine.
Because he was mine.
“Jesus, I’m gonna come.” He growled this time while he fucked into me. Brian let loose in a way I’d never seen him do, taking his pleasure, me giving it freely.
“Do it…give me your load. Fill me up.”
I wrapped a hand around my shaft, stroking my dick while we moved together. Brian called my name, his body arching toward me, cock twitching as he pumped his cum into my willing hole.
I swear I felt like I shot to the stars, my own release taking me over, an earthquake erupting within me as I shot all over his chest.
When I looked at him, Brian smiled at me, completely content. “You’re so beautiful when you do that.” He reached up and stroked my face.
“When I come?”
“Yeah.”
“I think we’re beautiful together, sweetheart.”
I winced when I pulled off him, then just lay beside him. Brian immediately wrapped his body around mine, pulling me into his hold, skin-to-skin from head to toe. It didn’t matter that the lights were still on. Nothing mattered right then. We just lay together and went to sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Brian
I hated the fact that my stomach was all twisted up when we pulled into Sutton and Jasper’s driveway. I tried to hide it from Charles like I often did.
“Everyone’s staring at us. Should we start making out?” Charles asked, hitting the button to turn his SUV off. He was right. Sam and Emerson were already there, sitting with Sutton and Jasper in chairs beneath a group of shade trees. Every set of eyes was on us.
“I was thinkin’ we should pull away.”
Charles laughed. “We got this.”
I nodded. I really did know that. It was his confidence in me that made me add, “I’m feeling kinda nervous. Don’t know why. It’s just friends and family.”
“There doesn’t have to be a reason. Do we need to go? Take a drive? Just sit here a few minutes?”