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“Oh,” she gasps, balancing herself by planting her palms on my chest. “Like this you feel even bigger, Brady. I feel so full.”
“Let’s see what you’re going to do now. You’re in charge of getting us both off,” I challenge her.
But I should fucking know that Greer Manning doesn’t back down from a challenge. She lifts her hips experimentally, sinking back onto my cock and tightening her inner walls on her way down.
If I thought this would help, I was a fool, because she soon sets a steady, deliciously toe curling pace, and in this position, I get a full view of her sexy body as she bounces on my dick. This woman will be the fucking death of me, I swear.
She keeps lifting herself up, taking me almost all the way up, and she then falls back down, grinding her hips when I’m buried inside her to the hilt.
“Brady,” she pants. “This feels so good. I’m so close.”
Thank fucking God, because I don’t know how I’ve been able to keep my shit together. “Then let go, baby,” I coax her. “Come for me.”
“I don’t know if I can,” she admits, impaling herself on me again. “It’s like I’m on the edge, but I need—I don’t know.” She groans, her chest heaving.
“I know what you need, baby. I’ve got you,” I promise, shifting my hips and correcting the angle enough to make her clit drag against my shaft with every movement.
I caress her throbbing clit with the pad of my fingers too, applying some pressure, and that finishes the job.
“Oh, fuck!” she cries out, and if I wasn’t already extremely close, the way her inner walls flutter around me would definitely be my undoing.
I come hard, a rush of electric pleasure traveling down my spine all the way to my balls. I explode, spilling myself inside her as we writhe against each other.
She collapses on top of me, our bodies still joined, and I close my arms around her without even thinking. Normally I’d be out of bed, pushing my occasional partner out of the door before my dick has even started to go soft. With Greer I just want to hold her in my arms and drag my lips all over her face while I caress a slow, languid trail from her shoulder all the way down her arm.
“That was good,” she says, tucking herself into my side once I slip out of her.
“Good?” I chuckle. “That was the best fucking sex I’ve ever had.”
She lifts her head, looking into my eyes. She’s smiling, but I notice the skeptical glint in her blue eyes. “Come on, that’s impossible, Brady.”
I play with a lock of her still damp hair, curling it around my finger. “Why is that impossible? Believe me, you’re the best sex I’ve ever had, Greer.”
Her smile fades, and her voice gets a little lower. “I don’t believe you. I’m so new at this, and you must have slept with a thousand women! There’s no way I was the best.”
I snort, not backing down. If she’s stubborn, she found her perfect match in me. “That’s exactly what I said,” I confirm. “And sure, I might have had my fair share of hookups, but I’d say that a thousand is a gross overestimate.”
She rests her chin on her hand, her blonde hair spilling down my chest and tickling my sides. “Really?” she presses. “How many women did you sleep with then?”
I bark out a laugh. “Oh come on, Greer! You didn’t just ask me that!” I protest.
“See? You don’t want to tell me because I’m right!”
“No, you’re not right. It definitely isn’t a thousand, and I feel a little insulted that you’d think that.”
That look on her face says she still doesn’t believe me.
“You don’t understand what it’s like, Greer. Girls at surfing competitions throw their panties at you as if you were a fucking rock star! I was in my college’s team too, and it wasn’t any different at collegiate events. I worked here in the summer, since I was in high school when the old owner was in charge and he knew my dad. So I was always surrounded by girls, staff, and guests. It was even worse here. All those rich women in bikinis that cost more than my fucking bike were constantly all over me. They all expected those private surfing lessons to be ‘extra special.’ A lot of them looked like models, with all that tan, smooth skin. All that attention made me feel like I was someone.”
I feel ashamed to admit it, but it’s the truth.
“Like my sister?” she asks.
“Exactly like your sister. But aside from the new management changing the rules and expecting the staff not tomixwith guests outside of fulfilling our work obligations, I never liked those hookups. They made me feel like a piece of meat.”
Greer seems to think about it for a second. “That’s why you were sticking to the staff, like Carly.”
I sigh, cupping her jaw. “To be honest, even those hookups were beginning to become old news. With you it’s different. You’re beautiful, sweet, smart, and so generous. No one had ever offered to help me and my friends the way you did. We already thought you were hot, but you’re so much more than that, Greer.” I stop talking before I say something stupid.
