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Chapter 5
Holy. Shit.
I had never been kissed like that before. I couldn’t think. Only feel. Brett coaxed my mouth open with the tip of his tongue, and when I took a breath, his tongue and mine started dancing to their own beat. I felt it in my heart and all the way down to my pussy. I felt Brett’s cock rub against my lower abdomen and I grabbed his T-shirt. I clutched the material in my hands and tried to bring him closer.
This. This was what I’d wanted all along. For him to kiss me like this. I wanted him to tell me he felt the same way and that there wouldn’t be anyone else. It would be just the two of us—and any children we had. I wondered what kind of father he’d be. I think he’d be a great dad.
Before I started contemplating what I wanted my hands to do to him, Brett pulled back, and I struggled to catch my breath. The imagery of us with our children burned hotter in my mind than before. I had no choice but to let my head fall on his shoulder, while I caught my breath.
“Tell me,” Brett said.
What was he talking about again? Oh right. Me touching myself then blurting it out to him before Lauren had showed up. Snapping my head up I glared at him.
“What about Lauren?”
He ran his knuckle down my cheek. “There is no Lauren. Tell me.” He insisted.
I gulped. “Okay, the first time was in the bath. It was so hot.” I couldn’t help blushing, I didn’t want to tell him, but the idea of sharing this with him was making me wet with desire.
“I want to know how hot.”
I laughed. “I meant the weather, although if you were in there it would have been hot.”
“Tell me.”
I licked my lips and saw Brett tracking the movement with his smoldering eyes. Without thinking about it, I rocked my hips against his cock. Brett’s eyes darkened.
“Um… So it was hot,” I had to remember where I was up to, “and I filled the bath with cold water, I stripped out of my blue satin night dress and got in the tub. I’d had a dream about you just before, so I was extremely hot on top of the weather, and with the water lapping against my skin, I had no choice but to touch myself.
“With one hand on my breast, I tweaked my nipple. I imagined it was your hands. One hand working my breast, the other squeezing my hip before going to my pussy. You found me wet and exposed me.”
Brett gulped and my heart raced. I couldn’t believe I was divulging myself to him like that!
“And then?” Brett moved one hand from beside my face to the bottom of my top and I lost my thought process.
“And then you touched my clit and I nearly came…” He slowly ran his fingers down the middle of my skirt until he reached the hem, half way up my thighs. “You squeezed my breast, played with my nipple, before dragging that hand down my belly to my pussy, and opened it. Then you plunged two fingers deep inside of me.” Brett glided his fingertips over my inner thigh leading up to my pussy. If he continued, he was going to find out just how wet I was. Hell, I could smell my arousal; he probably could too. “With your thumb, you rubbed at my clit, my back arched and water splashed on the floor. I was surprised the neighbors didn’t call the police with how loud I screamed when I climaxed.”
Brett touched my pussy through my panties and I dragged in a shuddering breath.
“What happened the next morning?” He asked while running one finger up and down my pussy lips.
I closed my eyes at Brett’s assault. “I went in the shower, I hadn’t planned on touching myself, I was completely satisfied from the night before, but then I thought of you again, and, well, I used the shower head…”
Brett’s fingers moved down along my thigh. He couldn’t stop now! I’d been so close to climaxing. Grabbing his hand, I quickly placed it back on my pussy. I bit my bottom lip, trying hard not to moan. His forefinger rubbed back and forth against my clit. My back arched off the tree and I knew I was so close. Brett pressed a little harder and I open my eyes and mouth as the climax crashed through me.
My fingers and showerhead had nothing, nothing, on Brett. I caught my breath, for the second time in a matter of minutes, and rested against the tree. That, and Brett, were the only things supporting me. If neither were there, I would have been in a heap on the ground. Brett grabbed my hand and placed it on his chest. He let it go and my arm flopped back.
“Seriously?”
I smiled. “You have talented fingers, my friend. I cannot move.”
He smirked and something passed over his eyes as he picked me up, one arm behind my back, the other behind my knees, and carried me back to the cabin. I didn’t complain. No one’s ever carried me before and I couldn’t have walked to save my life. With my arm around his shoulders and neck, I just stared at his face, while he walked. He didn’t look pained, or show signs that I weighed too much. He looked like he’d done it a number of times. I instantly sober up. Had he done this with Lauren? I had to know.
I took a deep breath before opening my mouth to speak—
“No.”
I could feel the frown on my face. “No?”
