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“You can come inside me,” I murmured, rolling my hips to take him deeper. I opened my mouth, showing him how I could slide his finger along the flat of my tongue. “Or you could come right here if you wanted. Right here in my mouth, where it’s so hot…” I closed my lips and sucked hard. “So hot, and so very, very wet…”
It happened in an instant. An abrupt, unexpected shift of weight and muscle preceded Brody’s hands clamping down on the tops of my thighs. He pulled me downward, so hard it nearly hurt, and then suddenly his jaw clenched and he was coming inside me.
“Ohhhhh…”
Seeing his eyes glaze over to stare at nothing was the most satisfying thing in the world.
“FUCK YESSSSS…”
His cock jumped and pulsed, delivering jet after jet of white-hot sperm into my willing womb. It was like being impaled and filled all at once. Pounded deep, but with the warmest, wonderful feeling of fullness and contentment.
Brody held me against him throughout his orgasm, while I gently kissed his face, his neck, his mouth. His eyes had been long ago screwed shut, but I still got a distinct sense of the euphoria swirling around his endorphin-addled brain.
“Jesus Holly…”
He came to, as if waking from unconsciousness, his hands and arms and body once again stirring with life. Brody fucked me slowly through the rest of his orgasm, holding me tightly and kissing me deeply while his come ran out around the base of his shaft.
“Now who’s the one who apparently needed something?” I laughed into his mouth.
My lover blinked dreamily and smiled. “Touché.”
Eight
HOLLY
I woke sometime later in the darkness, to a warm mouth closing over one stiff nipple. I was already soaking wet. Still leaking from what we’d done, and still excited beyond words with the thrill of having been taken by my handsome new lover.
I had no clue what time it was, and for once I didn’t care. Brody nudged my thighs apart and I spread for him willingly, taking him balls deep in a single glorious stroke. He was hard again somehow, or maybe he’d been hard the whole time just pressing against me. Either way the sensation was incredible, being pinned into my bed beneath the weight of his hard, muscular frame.
We screwed slowly this time, kissing groggily beneath the comforting warmth of my winter blankets. I clutched Brody tightly as he glided in and out of me, relishing in the feel of my body as it was overcome with a deep, radiating comfort. It was an odd mixture of satisfaction and serenity I hadn’t felt with anyone else, and definitely never with Malcolm.
God, he fits so perfectly, too.
He did, really. Putting aside how well he filled the void between my legs, it was like our bodies were the front and back halves of the same, sexy mold.
After what seemed like an eternity of soft, lingering kisses, Brody rolled me over and buried himself inside me from behind. I remember rocking back and forth on my stomach, screwing my ass back against him. Moaning softly into my pillow while gripping the sheets, as the tingles of another incredible orgasm rolled my eyes back into my head.
By the time dawn’s light filtered in through my window I was still warm but alone. I’d been tucked in at my sides and feet. Wrapped snugly in a cocoon of blankets and fond memories, all happy and sleepy and secure.
Did I dream all that?
I knew the answer of course, even before I saw the little pewter figurine jutting up from my nightstand. It was an armored knight, standing proudly over his sword. The same figurine we’d laughed about in the gift shop last night, while Brody was buying a memento — an enameled unicorn pin — for his grandmother.
I yawned and propped myself up on one elbow. The knight stood on a piece of paper that had been taken from my desk, guarding a handwritten note in black, masculine cursive:
Morning princess!
If the knight seems a little cliche, too bad.
Think of him as me, riding in to rescue
you from a boring sex life
(you’re welcome by the way).
Sorry for the stealth-exit. Would’ve woken
you, but you looked way too cute sleeping.
