Page 58 of The Decoy

But before I come down, he crawls up my body and, with one hand, guides the thick head of his cock to my entrance, gently pushing against my opening. His eyes search my face. “You good?” he asks with restraint.

I look up at him, slightly dazed and a little breathless, dripping wet and completely undone.

“Fill me up. I’m desperate to feel you inside me.”

Brody’s eyes darken, and a groan rips from his chest.

“Fuck, Ellis,” he rasps, his jaw locking as his other hand grips the comforter.

Without another minute of hesitation, he pushed his big cock inside me in one thrust.

The stretch is intense and so deep it makes my toes curl. I let out a shuddering sigh as he sinks all the way inside me, filling me so completely that there’s not a fraction of an inch between us.

We both freeze for a second, savoring the feeling of being so…joined together.

“Fuck me,” Brody groans into the curve of my neck, his breath searing my skin as his hips twitch, burying himself even deeper inside me. “I’ll never get tired of how it feels to be inside you. So tight. So soft.”

Then he moves. And though I’m desperate to come again, he takes his time, refusing to rush. He pulls almost all the way out, making me ache for him, then he drives back into me with a slow, possessive thrust that sets every nerve in my body on fire.

In. Out. Deep and slow.

The rhythm of our bodies joining is hypnotic and wildly passionate. The bed creaks under us, the sound echoing through the room.

“Brody…I’m…gonna come again. I can’t hold it. You feel too good,” I whimper into his shoulder, my hands sliding down his back, my fingers digging into the muscles along his spine, down to his ass.

Every thrust hits that precise spot inside me, making my muscles contract around his dick. The contrast between his size and strength, and the tenderness as he moves in and out of me, is what’s completely undoing me. I can tell he’s holding back, pacing himself because he wants me to come again before he does.

“I need your eyes on me,” he commands, the weight of the words unmistakable.

My gaze snaps to his before I even realize I’m doing it.

He’s looking at me, his gorgeous face flush with heat, his jaw tight, and his eyes burning with an emotion so profound it makes my chest ache with something that feels a lot like love.

Brody reaches between us, his thumb finding my clit, applying just enough pressure alongside the deep rhythm of his thrusts.

That’s it. That’s my tipping point.

My muscles tighten around his shaft, contracting uncontrollably. A silent scream catches in my throat as my orgasm explodes through my entire body, starting at my core and radiating out to the tips of my fingers and toes.

“Take it all, Princess,” Brody says in a primal whisper against my ear.

Feeling me break beneath him snaps his remaining thread of control. He locks his hips against mine, driving deep into me. With three fast thrusts, he lets out a deep groan into my neck, his body shuddering as he comes inside me.

For a minute, the only sound is our heavy breathing. Then Brody rolls onto his back, pulling me with him so I’m resting on his chest.

“Don’t move,” he tells me, and walks over toward the en suite bathroom.

He comes back and cleans me up, tosses the towel on the floor, and climbs back into bed with me.

Once he settles in next to me again, I wrap my leg over his and rest my head against his heart, my head tilted up so I can see his face.

“Ellis,” he murmurs against my forehead, pressing a kiss there. “The way you handle everything— your work, this life, growing our son inside you—managing it all at the same time like it’s easy…you’re absolute perfection. You amaze me every day.”

“Thank you, but you’re pretty perfect yourself,” I admit, a sleepy smile touching my lips as I press a kiss against his bare skin before looking up at him. “You know, independence used to be such a big part of who I am. I never looked for a safety net. But you’ve turned out to be the most unexpected surprise of my life, Brody. I don’t have to carry it all by myself anymore because I know you’ve got me.”

We stare at each other for a few long moments, letting our words settle in.

“I do hope my parents didn’t hear us, though. Even though their room is at the other end of the hall and the doors are thick. You know my mother won’t be able to keep her mouth shut about it if she heard us.”