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Grasping my hips, he thrusts forward gently, handling me so tenderly, like I’ll shatter beneath his touch. Finally, he thrusts deeper, filling me completely, circling his hips to grind against my sensitive clit.
It’s almost too much, the pleasure building inside of me, threatening to detonate at any moment.
“Briggs, oh god,” I cry, as he continues to thrust slowly, and deep inside of me.
His touch is gentle yet possessive.
Sweet yet wicked.
Desperate yet soft.
Much like who he is. Briggs Wilson is nothing like I thought he was, and everything more.
Lifting my leg higher, to hook on his hip, he begins to fuck me.
While it’s still everything I desperately need, it’s rough, and passionate, and intimate in a way that’sonlyours.
The way his lips trail along my skin, the grunts that mix with my own moans of pleasure.
He’s an enigma, and I’m hopelessly losing the battle not to fall for him.
Suddenly, he pulls out of me, then flips me onto my stomach, and hauls my hips up to him, grabbing fistfuls of my ass and pulling me back against him.
“I fucking love you like this.” He groans as he lines his cock up and plunges back inside of me, then drops his head to my back. “So fucking perfect.”
Not that I could possibly form words at this point, not with him so deep inside me, filling me wholly, stealing any rational thought.
Pulling out almost completely, he slams back inside, fucking me so hard that my breasts shake with each thrust. He fucks me rough, and with reckless abandon. It’s the most erotic moment of my life, watching him completely lose control.
“I’m…” I breathe, “I’m coming,”
My eyes squeeze shut as I shatter, splintering apart beneath his touch, my orgasm building with each surge of his hips slapping against mine. He stills behind me, planting himself impossibly deep as he comes on a roar.
“Fuck, Maddison,” he pants, grasping my hips so hard that there will probably be bruises tomorrow, and I want all of them.
I want him to mark my body just like that night.
I’m soaring, higher and higher, trembling from the sheer power of this orgasm. Finally, as the aftershocks rock through my body, I slowly float back down from pure ecstasy, tethered to the Earth.
There are orgasms and then there are… whatever that was.
Euphoric.
Briggs kisses a path down my spine before he pulls out of me, and I feel the bed dip with his departure. I sink down into the mattress, suddenly too exhausted to hold myself up any longer. I’m half asleep when Briggs reenters the room and I feel a warm, soothing rag between my legs as he cleans me up, then puts it into the hamper, before sliding into bed next to me.
He gathers me in his arms and holds me against his chest, both of our hearts still racing.
“I know this might not be the best time, but I think… you and Olive need to move in with me.”
“Briggs…” I start, but he silences me with a kiss.
“Listen, your lease is up in three weeks, and I just spotted something questionable growing under the sink when I grabbed that rag. I’m not saying marry me, I’m just saying I have this huge house with plenty of space for the two of you, and it gives me more time with Olive. And you.”
This isn’t the first time we’ve discussed this, and honestly… my defenses have been completely worn down. Maybe it’s because I’m sated and in post-orgasm bliss, or because he’s right, and I’m sick of living here with Olive.
She deserves a better home, and Briggs is willing to give it to her.
“Okay.”
He looks down at me with a wide, boyish grin. “Really?”
I nod. “But I still think we should take things as they come.”
“We will babe, we will.”
I just… if we move in, now more than ever, I know that I have to have the conversation with him about me beingThe Puck Bunny.I have to stop being afraid of the outcome. IknowI do and pushing it off will only make it worse. And even so… I keep pushing off the inevitable, because I’m terrified to lose him.
The last thing I think before I drift off to sleep, warm and secure in his arms, is that as soon as we’re settled, and everything’s done. Then I’ll tell him. It’s beyond time.
