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With my free hand, I cup his balls and massage them while I suck on him.

“Fuck, babe,” he bites out.

I suck him harder and faster, and then I let go of him. I know he’s getting closer, and I know I want him inside of me. I’m far from ready for this to be over.

“You’re still dressed,” Brett says in a hoarse voice.

I nod.

Brett starts to undress me. “We have to fix it, then.”

I let him take my clothes off. He moves with the same sensual pace I moved when I undressed him. He kisses every inch of skin he reveals, worshiping my body and he makes me feel like I’m the only woman he’s ever been with.

When we’re both naked, Brett leads me to his bed. It’s a large bed with monochrome bedding, and when I lay down, the mattress is springy, and the covers are incredibly soft.

Brett climbs onto the bed with me, and he pulls me closer, kissing me again.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” he says.

I smile. “Yeah?”

“Well, here in my room, yeah, of course. But I mean I’m glad you didn’t leave.”

“It was close,” I said. “I was ready to give up and go home.”

“Sometimes, you should keep fighting,” Brett says.

I nod. “Laura told me I should know when to give up.”

“That time isn’t now,” Brett says, and he kisses me again.

I lose myself in his kiss. We’re naked, but he doesn’t make me feel like this has anything to do with my body or the sex we’re about to have. This is about us, together, and the fact that despite all odds, we found each other. I don’t know what the future will hold, but I know right now, I’m happier than I’ve ever been.

For a while, we make out like teenagers. Our hands explore each other, relearning each other’s bodies, claiming what we had before.

Brett’s tongue is in my mouth and the length of my body presses up against his. His erection is thick and hard against my stomach, scalding hot, branding me.

I want to be his. I want everyone to know that we’re together, that we belong to each other.

When Brett rolls me onto my back, my legs fall open for him and he positions himself between them. His cock finds my entrance, and we groan together when he pushes into me. He slides home, buried to the hilt, and pauses.

“I’m so crazy about you,” he says, his voice trembling with the need that swells within us both, threatening to overtake us.

“I’m just as in love with you,” I say and kiss him.

The rest, we say with our bodies. Brett slides in and out of me. At first, it’s slow and sensual, his cock thick and slick as he strokes in and out of me. As our need increases, he pumps faster and faster, bucking his hips until I cry out and moan in rhythm with his fucking, and he grunts and groans, breathing hard against my lips when he kisses me.

We’re closer than we’ve ever been. Not only because of our feelings for each other, but because there are no secrets. We’re open, we know what we want, and there’s nothing standing in our way.

When I orgasm, Brett kisses me, swallowing my moans and cries. He holds me, riding out the wave of ecstasy with me, and I know he’ll be there to hold me through other things in my life, too. I don’t know how, but a bond like this can’t be broken. Not by distance or anything else.

We’ll figure it out.

Brett pulls out of me and rolls onto his back when I come down from my orgasm, and I get on top of him. When I sink down onto him, he looks me in the eyes, and his eyes are drowning deep. I lean down and kiss him before I start bucking my hips back and forth. I ride him faster and faster. I brace myself on his chest with my hands and Brett’s hands are on my hips, pulling me forward, pushing me back, faster and faster as I ride him.

My clit rubs against his pubic bone, building another orgasm, and his cock hits all the right places inside of me.

When the orgasm grows so big I feel like I’m going to tear apart at the seams, I collapse on Brett’s chest. He wraps his arms around me and starts fucking me from beneath, finishing what I started.

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