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“Let me try,” Brian said.
Our eyes connected as he slipped one of my legs off his shoulder. He bent my leg to my chest, then threaded his arm around my lower back. He tilted my pelvis toward him and a rush of relief barreled through my system.
I raised my hand to cup his bearded cheek before I kissed his lips.
He pulled his thick cock from between my legs and slowly inched it back in. It left me breathless and spinning as I clung to his back. He repeated his movements, allowing my body to adjust to him. To stretch to his needs so my pussy could milk him dry.
Then, as our lips connected again, he slammed his cock into me.
I moaned into his lips as he did it again. My tits jumped with each thrust as his shaft ran acroos my clit. Fire and ice flooded my veins as I bit down onto his lower lip, pulling a growl from him that sped up his movements. He was pounding into me, shifting the entire bed underneath my body.
I clung to him as he thrust into me. His face was planted into my neck, and his teeth were nibbling on my skin. His beard was tickling my shoulder, and his cock was filling me until I couldn’t take anymore. Whimpers fell from my lips as my voice caught in my throat. Everything around me was spinning as his teeth ran over my pulse point. I felt him bite into my shoulder, hanging on for dear life as he ground his hips deeply into mine.
The friction against my clit sent me over the edge, my pussy fluttering around his cock as I moaned his name.
“Brian. Shit, Brian. Please. Don’t stop. Keep going. Uh.”
My teeth latched onto his earlobe as his hips began to stutter. His hands planted on the bed as he rolled his hips deeper into my body. My leg fell from his shoulder, and I wrapped my thighs around him, drawing him deeper into me as the head of his cock slid further inside.
My jaw unhinged in silent delight as electricity rattled my brain.
“Amanda. You have… no idea… so good…”
His tongue licked my shoulder as he thrust into me one last time. I felt his cock swell before it exploded, pumping his arousal deep into my body. He stilled on top of me, his cock shooting threads of cum into my pussy until it came pouring from between my legs. I was shivering as he collapsed on top of me, his muscles blanketing me like a safety mechanism as we both tried to catch our breath.
Then, as if cradling a child, he slowly lifted me from the bed and carried me to the bathroom.
“We should get cleaned up,” he said.
CHAPTER 12
Brian
I stretched and groaned, my body rousing from its deep slumber. I felt something warm and soft pressed against my body, and I instinctively tightened my grip around it. I opened my eyes and saw a mass of black hair lying on the pillow next to me, and that was when the events of last night came barreling back to the forefront of my mind. I drew in a deep breath of the sex-tainted air and grinned, pulling Amanda even closer to my body.
It was nice, waking up to a warm, soft woman.
It had been years since I’d laid with anyone. Not since my divorce. My ex and I had had issues from the very beginning; Issues I thought commitment and marriage would fix. But all she was after was my money, and she walked away with everything she could. The house. The cars. Half my bank account and thousands of dollars’ worth of alimony for half the time we were fucking married. She drained me, emotionally and monetarily, and it pushed me away from everyone.
I had trust issues after her. I questioned everyone I came into contact with. My business suffered because of it, so I appointed someone to take over in my absence. I governed my business from afar and moved to the mountains to rid that bitch from my system.
I still had trust issues to this day. It was why I never went into town. It took mounds of vetting to hire Tanya to help take care of Lanie when she came to stay with me. But with Amanda, it was different. I instinctively felt I could trust her. Not only that, I felt like I wanted to trust her. Like I wanted to open up to her. There was something about her that tugged at a part of me that had been dead for so long.
I wanted to trust her. I wanted to tell her everything. About my business. About my divorce. About my shitty childhood being shifted from one foster home to the next, with only my sister and the clothes on my back. Every time we moved, I left more and more of myself in the past. That was where I had met my ex.
