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“Fuck,” I pronounce through gritted teeth, grabbing a hand full of her hair to prevent it from getting in the way.
She sucks me, and her head bobs up and down my length as her hand strokes the part that she can’t take. The sensation sends me to hell and back. Her tongue licks the extension of my shaft, and she pulls away with a proud look, opening the condom. And she should be because that was insanely hot.
Bree rolls the condom on my dick and crawls to my lap. I like it when she’s on top, controlling how much she wants of me, but she’s greedy. I groan when she descends, taking all of me in one swift motion.
Holding her face, I kiss her deeply to drown our moans. The feeling is overwhelming. I can barely breathe, consumed by the sensation of how tight…
Nope, I’m not going to think about it.
“Can I move, or are you going to shame yourself?” Bree asks, pushing my buttons.
I roll my eyes, cursing the moment where those words left my lips.
“Shut up.”
“Shut me up,” she dares. There’s a cunning spark glowing in her eyes that impulses me to draw back and then slip in wholly, being balls-deep inside of her. Bree yelps from the invasion. “Oh, fuck.”
“You’re still talking,” I remind her, shaking my head.
“Keep moving like that, and you’ll have me mute for the first time.”
Raising a brow, I take a good look at her, realizing that she likes it when I go in a little rougher. I please my girl, giving her precisely what she wants. I move my hips burying me deep inside of her in long and hard thrusts, and Bree rides me, meeting my hips, making it more satisfying. I hug her waist, pulling her closer, her breasts swaying in front of my face. I suck on her nipples as she continues our steady and fast pace.
“Stanley,” she moans, and I feel her muscles tensing around me, so I take a hand to her clit, rubbing it, pushing her over the edge.
The second orgasm seems more potent than the last one by the way that her walls milk my cock, dragging me with her to an exploding climax. My sight gets blurry for a minute in which the waves of pleasure leave me numb.
When we get back from our cloud, I kiss her, and Bree smiles, drunk with pleasure.
“I think I may have to go to the gym with Ash because I can’t feel my legs,” she comments, making me laugh.
“Aw, did I leave you immobile?”
She scoffs.
“You wish. I’m sure that I still have another round in my body. Can you say the same thing, Mr. Cocky?”
I arch a brow.
“Babe, I assure you that if you keep moving like that on top of me, you’re going to have to handle another round,” I warn.
Bree laughs.
“Come on, stud. Show me what you’ve got.”
She doesn’t have to ask twice.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
The irritating chirp of an alarm sounding in the distance is so far away that I can barely process it in the back of my drowsy brain. I move in the bed, searching for the suffocating source of heat that’s on my usual side of the mattress. However, I know that it comes from Stanley. Sleeping with him is both weird and rewarding. Snuggling closer to him, I ignore the constant sound at the other side of the room.
I’m exhausted. My muscles are sore as if I did an exaggerated quantity of exercise and there are parts of me that I didn’t remember they were capable of hurting. I had forgotten that sex could be so tiring. Maybe because we had a marathon of sex, and not just a quick fuck before going to sleep. No, last night we decided to release the tension that we had been carrying for weeks. It was satisfying, pleasant and it filled me with emotions that I didn’t know I could have.
The connection that I have with Stanley is better and stronger than I expected it to be. Not only physically or sexually, but also emotionally. That’s what I treasure the most about yesterday.
Stanley wraps a hand around my shoulders, moving me gently.
“Bree.”
