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“You’re so wet,” he breathed before nudging my thighs open and slipping his finger inside me, working it in and out.
He shut his eyes as I squeezed around him.
“Brooke. Fuck,” he moaned, but didn’t stop working his finger in and out, in and out. He picked up the pace, shifting so his thumb could rub my clit. And, holy shit, if I thought I was in ecstasy before, it was nothing compared to now.
“Don’t stop,” I cried out. “I’m going to—”
My orgasm cut me off before I could finish my sentence, exploding in me, the fragments ricocheting through me in bursts of ongoing pleasure.
Still kneeling beside me, looking satisfied, he gave the finger that had just given me the best orgasm I’d ever had a long, slow lick. “You taste good.”
I pulled him in for a kiss, tasting me on his tongue, and when I pulled back, his eyes were on fire again.
He reached into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and producing a condom.
“Brooke, I have to ask you one more time: Are you sure you want to do this? We can stop.”
There was no fucking way I was stopping. “I’m sure, Alex. Don’t make me wait any longer.”
He looked almost relieved as he took off his jeans and boxers and readied the condom. I studied the muscular curves and planes of his body. The dark sprinkling of hair drawing a line from his belly button down his torso, and his cock—his big, perfect cock—that even years later was imprinted in my mind, the image doing the real thing zero justice.
He climbed over me, steadying himself on strong forearms, careful not to crush me.
“I’ve missed you, Brooke,” he said, his gaze so intense I thought he might see through me. “I had no idea how much until now.”
“I’ve missed you, too,” I said, slipping my legs around his waist.
He kissed me gently, and I couldn’t help but hold my breath as he slowly slid his cock inside me, stretching and filling me up, like he was exactly where he was supposed to be.
My name rolled off his tongue as he rolled his hips, finding a steady rhythm until we were moving together, a single unit, like ocean waves ebbing and flowing.
His mouth came down on mine as he picked up the pace, grinding his hips into mine, our skin slapping together harder and harder.
“Don’t stop,” I moaned. “Harder.”
He exhaled sharply before doing as I commanded. Our bodies crashed into each other over and over again until we were both breathless.
“I’m going to come if we keep going like this,” he rasped.
“That’s kind of the idea, isn’t it?”
“But what about you? I want to make you come again.”
There was nothing I wanted more.
“Flip me over,” I demanded, and once again, Alex did as I asked, maneuvering us so he was lying down on the lounge chair and I was straddling him.
With a slower pace, I ground myself into him, rubbing my clit against his pelvis.
“Fuck,” he growled, tracing his hands up my body and cupping my breasts. “I don’t stand a chance if you keep doing that.”
I smiled, feeling powerful and confident in his arms, never wanting this to end… but I had an orgasm to achieve, and so did he.
Grinding into him again and again, I didn’t stop until I found my release, my unbridled scream bringing him to his peak.
Then I rested against him, chest to chest, his cock still shaking inside me with the aftershocks of his orgasm as we both caught our breath.
I had just had the best sex of my life. And it wasn’t with my boyfriend.
