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“I missed you.” Brooke wrapped her
arms around him and lifted up on tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
Lane grinned. “I missed you, too.”
His hand slid slowly down her back and settled on her ass. He squeezed.
“You’re bad.” She smiled and
raised an eyebrow.
“I’m bad? You’re the one who’s
been sending me dirty pictures and text messages all week. My dick’s been hard
for days.” Leaning forward, he kissed her neck, sucking lightly. His hands slid
under her t-shirt and quickly pulled it over her head. He kissed her collarbone
before bringing his mouth to hers.
“I can’t help myself. It sucks
that we have to be apart all week.” She inhaled his scent and pushed her pelvis
against him. Already, her body ached for his touch.
“I know. Hopefully, it won’t be
that way for much longer.” With one hand, he released the clasp at her back and
pulled her bra off. Looking down, he stared at her breasts. “Damn. Those are
pretty.” He covered one, running his callused palm over the sensitive tip.
Her nipples hardened and goose
bumps covered her skin.
Trailing kissing from her
shoulder, he brought his lips to her breast, teasing the pink pebble with his
tongue before sucking it into his mouth.
Brooke clutched his shoulders,
letting her head fall back.
He touched her leg, skimming his
hand lightly up her thigh and inside her shorts. The elastic of her panties
gave way and he slipped his fingers inside the fabric.
His mouth on her breast and his
hand between her legs rendered her weak in the knees. She breathed hard and
held onto him tighter while butterflies gathered and bounced in her stomach. No
matter how many times he made love to her, it always felt like the first.
He ministered to her other breast
and slipped a finger inside her. “Mmm. You’re so fucking wet already.” He bit
down on her nipple and tugged.
“I have been all day. Probably all
week. I hate waiting.”
Backing her up to the wall, Lane
slipped her shorts and panties down her legs. “But anticipation is an excellent
aphrodisiac.”
She smiled and pulled at his shirt
and impatiently unbuckled his belt. Within seconds, they were both naked and
his erection pressed against her stomach, hot and unyielding.
He kissed her hard and fondled her
breasts, kneading the soft flesh and tweaking her nipples. He knew she liked to
be manhandled.
Gliding her fingers down his
chest, she grasped his cock, stroking slowly from base to tip. She pinched the
head and ran her thumb over the drop of fluid.
He groaned and forced her legs
apart with his knee. He rubbed the heel of his palm over her pussy, grazing her
clit.
Electricity shot through her body
and she gasped. “Oh, God.” All of her senses heightened. Her body went into
overdrive from the scent of his skin to the rasp of his breath to the taste of
his lips. She watched his tattooed biceps flex from the motion of his hand
working her pussy.
She pushed him back until he sat
on the edge of the bed. Still holding his dick in her hand, she dropped to her
knees and crawled between his muscled thighs. The soft hair on his legs tickled
her arms and she shivered. Looking up at him, she held the base and licked his
thick shaft from bottom to top, circling the head with her tongue.
He groaned and tangled his fingers
in her hair, pulling gently.
Closing her lips around him, she
moved her head, sucking as much of his length as she could. Moving one hand in
tandem with her mouth, she used the other hand to caress his balls.
“Jesus Christ,” he whispered, his
grip tightening on her hair. His hips moved up as her head went down. His cock
grew harder and his balls tightened.
She knew he was close and looked
up at his face.
His jaw tensed and he shoved her
head down. “God damn. I’m coming, baby.”
She squeezed his thighs and
moaned, swallowing as his cock pulsed in her throat.
He let go of her hair and leaned
back. “Your mouth is gonna kill me one of these days.”
She sat up, smiled and licked her
lips. “What a way to go, huh?”
“Better than heaven itself.” He
reached down and pulled her up onto the bed. “But not better than the taste of
your pussy.” He rolled her on to her back and climbed up between her legs. He
nibbled the inside of her thigh before licking up to her pussy.
Her clit throbbed in anticipation
and she grabbed a hold of his hair.
He pushed her legs apart and
alternately licked and sucked her clit. His hands massaged her inner thighs,
his thumbs lightly brushing her smooth pussy.
She squeezed her legs around his
head and moaned. Each pass of his tongue triggered an involuntary tremor that
shook her entire body.
His fingers teased her entrance,
circling and spreading her fluid. He slowly pushed two inside her and stroked
that sensitive spot.
She squirmed and bucked her hips
while he steadily coaxed her toward release. The knot in her stomach dissolved
and her whole body contracted. She pulled his hair and panted.
He moved his fingers faster, in
and up, in and up, only stopping when her pussy clenched and she screamed.
“I can’t move my legs,” she
whispered.
Lane laughed and rubbed his hands
up and down her thighs. “Orgasm paralysis is temporary. The feeling will come
back in a minute.”
“What did you do to me?” She
couldn’t even open her eyes.
“Nothing compared to what I’m
going to do next.”
His lips touched her stomach and
he kissed his way up to her breasts. He took his time cupping and licking each
one, recreating that delicious tightness in her lower region. Fitting his body
between her thighs, he moved up to her shoulder, biting and kissing the soft
curve while his hands slid along her torso and up to her arms.
Instinct took over and she opened
her legs wider, allowing his erection to press against her mound. Her pussy
pulsed with small aftershocks from the first orgasm and she wanted him inside
her.
Pushing her arms above her head,
he pinned her wrists with one hand. He kissed her ear, her neck and, finally,
her mouth. His tongue delved deep while his other hand stroked her pussy.
“Make love to me, Lane.”
He rubbed his cock over her clit
and down to her slit. Tilting his hips, he pushed just the head inside her.
“Damn. You’re so tight, so wet.” He pushed a little more.
Brooke sucked in her breath and
opened her eyes.
They stared at one another before
his grip increased on her wrists. He pulled back and thrust in again and again,
each time burying his cock a little deeper inside her. He leaned forward and
kissed her neck. “Open more for me. I want to be all the way inside you.”
“Okay,” she answered, lifting her
legs.
“Oh, yeah. That’s perfect, baby.”
He let go of her wrists and slipped his hands underneath her. With one firm
thrust, he went deep, his balls snug against her ass. He stayed there for
minute before withdrawing almost completely and sinking in again.
“Oh, God. Oh, my God,” she
whimpered. His thick cock filled her pussy and she dug her nails into his shoulders.
He slid his hands lower and
squeezed her ass. He moved faster, harder, pulling her down on his cock as he
thrust up into her.
The sweet mixture of pleasure and
pain had her panting. He took complete control of her body. And she loved it.
His cock massaged her G-spot and
her body stirred, gathering energy like a hurricane brewing and the eye of the
storm was about to make landfall.
And when it did, Lane slowed his
thrusts and timed them with the viselike contractions of her orgasm.
Her eyes rolled back and her heart
accelerated to mach speed. The entire surface of her skin tingled. Her head
spun and she tried to hold on to him.
“You alright?”
Brooke nodded. She had never
experienced orgasms like she did with Lane. Her whole body came every single
time.
He was still hard and still lodged
deep inside her. “I’m okay. Keep going.”
“I’m not in a hurry.” He didn’t
move, just kissed her cheek and stroked her hair. His hand caressed her thigh,
holding it close around his hip.
She sighed.
He buried his head against her
neck and moved his hips slowly, grinding deep. “You feel so good wrapped around
me.” He held her breast and increased the pace of his thrusts.
The friction of his cock
stretching her and sliding in so deep had her biting back swear words.
He lifted her legs over his
shoulders and grasped her head, holding her stare. “I’m going to come, baby.”
“Yes. I want you to. I want to
feel it.”
His body was strong, hard and
capable of inflicting damage but she saw that familiar softness in his eyes.
She was always safe with him.
His arms tensed and he slammed
deep into her one last time. His cock
throbbed and his warmth filled her. He shifted his weight to the side but
stayed on top of her, breathing hard. “My sweet baby.”
She wrapped her arms around him
and smiled against his shoulder. “I love you.”
His kissed her. “I love you, too. And, I love these stolen moments.”
Look for Melissa’s next short story on June 26, 2012!
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Melissa Ecker ~
Copyright © 2012 Melissa Ecker
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Great story. Very sexy.
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