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I looked down in surprise, not realizing I was going even harder. I couldn’t help it.
Don’t break her, man.
Brynne was making those noises every guy whoreallylearns to fuck eventually hears. The cries and screams that sound a lot like pain, but are still unmistakably pleasure.
“You okay?”
She was panting through an open mouth. Her eyes were screwed shut.
“Brynne?”
She nodded vigorously. The hint of an uncertain smile was plastered across her satisfied face.
Okay, good.
Brynne climaxed with a scream that threatened to shatter the glass-door of the shower enclosure. Her hands wrung the ceramic tiles of the opposite wall. It wouldn’t have surprised me if some popped right off.
My hands slid up to her soapy wet breasts, cupping them so that her body was molded to mine. I kept up the intensity, though. And Brynne kept making those sexy, guttural noises that would eventually elicit my own orgasm, whether I liked it or not.
“Oh my God…”
I could feel her insides surging, squeezing, contracting around me. It turned out to be the final straw.
“NNNNGGGGHHHH!”
I let it all go. Anything, everything, my entire world, collapsing into a ball of white-hot ecstasy before exploding outward. With one last thrust I held her pinned against me, crushing our bodies so tightly we might become a single being. All while I pulsed and throbbed and unloaded inside her.
Insane.
I thought I’d pass out from the pleasure. My climax seemed unending.
Totally fucking ludicrous.
It could’ve been the shower, or the heat, or all the pent-up longing being released in one rapturous burst. More likely it was the raw ferocity of our pure, animalistic fucking. Either that or the fact she had the ass of a goddess.
“Wow.”
The word couldn’t have come from me, I was too out of breath. Instead, Brynne — the full length of my manhood still buried inside her — had somehow managed to murmur it.
“What do we do to topthat?”
Twenty-Seven
BRYNNE
“So are you gonna tell me about Bah-stin?” I giggled, exaggerating the pronunciation to standard obnoxious levels.
Cody reached down to tickle me in retaliation. I jumped halfway across the bed before he pulled me back, cradling my body against his warm, naked flank.
“Boston was cool, from what little I remember of it,” he said. “We left for good when I was eight or nine.”
“Ah, so that’s why your accent isn’t so thick.”
“Oh, I can thicken it up fah ya,” he teased. “But yeah. Things got bad and we left.”
I propped myself up, resting my chin on his chest so I could stare into those beautiful blue eyes. “How bad?”
Cody bit his lower lip. I could see him contemplating something for a moment, something important. Quickly, he made up his mind.
