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He looked down at me before setting my feet on the ground near the backdoor.
“I haven’t done that to anyone before.” He smiled and it made me smile back.
“How did you know?” I whispered.
Brett gave me a one-sided smile. “’Cause, I know you, babe. I know how your mind works.”
He totally knew me. We’d been friends for years; he totally got me.
My thighs clenched together and I wanted him inside me. I grabbed his hand, and with the other, I opened the backdoor, walking backward until he was over the threshold and the door shut tight behind him. I turned, and pulled him toward the bedroom. When we were inside, I faced him again, bringing my hands up to the hem of my shirt and slowly dragging the material up my belly to under my bra. Brett gulped and I laughed softly. I used one hand to hold up the material, and with the other, I placed my thumb inside my skirt near my hip and pushed down.
I wasn’t going fast enough, apparently, because Brett’s hands grabbed my hips and dragged me to him, our lower halves touching, and I could feel his erection against me. Pushing him backward, he landed on the side of the bed with me straddling him. It was a tad awkward with the skirt at first, my thighs wouldn’t go over his lap straight away, but he pushed my skirt up around my hips making it easier. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I stared into his brown eyes.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Absolutely.” He rubbed his hands back and forth over my hips. Desire, or something close to it, passed over his eyes and face, and he moved his hands from my hips to my top. Brett ripped the material straight down the middle exposing my breasts and belly.
He smiled at them before rubbing his face in my cleavage. I dug my fingers in his hair and held him in place. I never wanted him to stop. Lifting myself higher until every inch of me was touching every inch of him. The movement brought his cock and my pussy in contact and I moaned. I couldn’t help it; my dreams were coming true and he felt so damn good.
Running my fingers from his hair, down his muscular back to the hem of his T-shirt, I brought it up and made contact with his skin. Tugging the shirt over his head proved difficult when he wouldn’t move back or help me. He did, however, manage to take my shirt off without much effort.
“Brett.” I eventually begged. He pulled back until he was looking at me. “Help?”
I finally got his top off with his aid, then as his hands came down from the air, he wrapped them around me and undid my bra.
My breasts spilled from the cups and jiggled a bit, Brett licked his lips then took one nipple in his mouth while using his hand to play with the other.
Digging my fingers in his hair I let my head fall back, eyes closed. And continued to rub myself along his cock. I could feel myself building towards another climax. I was so close.
Brett stopped.
Fucker.
“I want to be inside you when you come again.” He looked sincere. How could I fault him? I wanted that too.
I shuffled backward from the bed until I stood in front of him, he got up too, and unbuttoned his jeans then the zipper, it was the only sound in the whole cabin.
I pushed my skirt down my legs and stepped out of it, still in my black-lace panties. He growled his approval.
Brett came at me, picked me up, and threw me on the bed. I bounced a few times, my breasts going up and down and I giggled.
He quickly removed his boxers before he came on top of me.
“You have three seconds to remove your panties, otherwise, I’ll rip them and you’ll be upset. One.”
I lifted my hips.
“Two,” he continued to count.
I thumbed the top before pushing down slowly, with a smirk on my face.
“Three.”
He grabbed them at the crotch and ripped them down my legs.
I didn’t care that he had ruined my panties, I just wanted him. Now.
Brett came on top of me again and our lips crashed together. He opened my thighs wider with his hands and touched me.
