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“My turn.”
I expected him to spread my legs. To just push between them and sink himself deep, all the way to the hilt, burying himself in my sopping wet pussy. Instead, I found Brody rolling sideways, onto his back. He lifted me by the waist with two strong hands, pulling me onto him, and I helped him by throwing slick thigh over his body.
It was just like mounting his motorcycle... only a thousand times better.
“Ahhhhhhhh…”
His cock was hard and thick as he guided it to my entrance, pausing only to drag the bulbous head through my molten furrow. A moment later I was sinking down on it. Our eyes met again, burning the moment into our brains as I took him completely. Sheathing him all the way to the balls in my swollen, satiated center.
Oh my God Holly, you’re fucking him.
The realization was obvious, but no less real for me. I was two weeks out of a two year relationship. Screwing some total stranger, at the end of a first date.
No, not a total stranger.
Brody arms flexed as he lifted me up and down on his cock, reawakening places deep inside of me. His hands felt like magic on my hips.
And not just any first date, either.
No, it had been the mother of all first dates. The kind of romantic date you only saw in those Matthew McConaughey and Kate Hudson movies, or the ones with—
“Damn Holly, you feel amazing…”
I smiled down at my new lover, splaying the fingers of both hands out across his hard chest. I tested an old trick, squeezing my innermost muscles tightly around him. When his eyes flared, I rolled my palms over his nipples and winked.
“Fuck…”
I wanted to make it good for him. As good as he’d made it for me, and then some. For the first time in a long while, I wanted to impress. Not just bring the guy off, as I did with Malcolm, but really make things special.
I leaned down, pressing my breasts against Brody’s warm flesh. My long hair cascaded over us, tickling his chest and shoulders as I lowered my face until our lips were barely brushing.
“Where do you want it?” I breathed huskily.
Brody responded by leaning up to kiss me, but I pulled back. His look of complete surprise caused me to smirk proudly.
“W—What?”
“Your come,” I whispered, putting a dirty emphasis on the second word. I stared down sultrily, looking him square in the eyes. “Where do you want to put it?”
His hands squeezed, Brody’s fingers digging into the flesh of my hips. It felt so good, so masculine. So unlike Malcolm it was actually scary.
“In me?” I continued teasing him. “On me?”
I took one strong hand, and he gave it to me. Bringing it to my face, I sucked one long finger into my mouth.
“You can put it anywhere you know,” I whispered, leaning even further so that my lips were against his ear. “I’m on the pill…”
Oh my God, Holly!
It was insane, what I was doing. Totally crazy, to be speaking and talking like this! And yet somehow the words flowed. Somehow the dirty talk had always been there, just beneath the surface. Hidden away by a tedious sex life and a mundane ex-boyfriend and—
But Holly! You don’t even—
I knew what the voice in my head was trying to say. That I didn’t know this guy. That I should be taking precautions, that I should be careful, that I was a lunatic for just letting him inside me like this. And yet…
And yet I trusted him. The same things that endeared Brody to me were the same things I’d seen all night: a guy who took dozens of wonderful photos for the benefit of his sick grandmother. Who even stopped at the gift shop, to bring her home a trinket to mark the memory.
They were the very same things that somehow made him… safe.
