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He rolls it on, and then he climbs atop me and thrusts inside.
I gasp at the beautiful invasion.
Always so complete with Brock. Even the first time, I felt it. I should’ve known then. What is the difference between intense physical chemistry and intense emotional love?
I’m not sure anymore. I think, with the right person, it’s all important. You can’t tell where one ends and the other begins, because it’s a complete thing in its own right.
He fucks me slowly at first, and I grab his shoulders, dig my fingernails into his flesh.
“Harder,” I say.
“Oh no, I have to keep you awake, so I’m going to take my time.”
I sigh then. I can’t be angry. How can I be angry at him for wanting to prolong this physical contact between us?
Though I wouldn’t mind an intense and hard fuck right now.
But he slides in and out of me slowly, going deep and then withdrawing, tickling my pussy lips with the head of his cock.
And then deeply again. Balls deep, so I feel his sack pushing against my perineum.
Damn, it’s all so hot.
He continues his slow strokes for a moment, and then he withdraws completely.
I whimper at the loss, but before I know it, he’s turned me onto my side, still hovering, and then he slides back into my pussy while gripping my ass cheek.
It’s a different feeling, this angle. Something I’ve never felt before, something that exists only between Brock and me. Well…me. He’s probably done it this way many times.
Doesn’t matter. He’s in love with me. He’s said those words only to me.
Part of me wishes I could take back all the other times I said it. Not because I didn’t feel it at the time, but because I know now thatthisis love.
This is true freaking love.
“You’ve got a great ass, Rory.” He gives it a light slap.
A tingle pops through me—as if all the cells in my body explode like popping candy.
Just a slap.
No one has ever slapped me before.
I never even thought about it, but damn… Those tiny tingly pops…
It wasn’t even a hard slap, just a little pat, really.
“Do that again,” I say.
“Sure, baby.” He slaps my ass cheek again.
Again the tingly little pops. I could so get used to this.
Still he’s giving me long, slow strokes, and again, I’m wanting hard and fast.
But he’s way more experienced than I am, and I want to know everything he has to offer me.
“Feels so good,” I say. “It’s…different at this angle.”
