Page 65 of What If We Break?
The icy temperature inside of the room was quickly forgotten when Reece traced a hand down my ass before hooking a finger into my underwear, pulling them aside.
His finger brushed against my opening, slipping inside, making me gasp.
Reece pushed me against the window, the side of my face pressing against the cool glass as he thrust his fingers into me. My lips parted, our eyes meeting as I looked over my shoulder.
“Don’t hold back this time,” he said as he added a second finger. “I want to hear you screaming my name.”
I nodded, biting my lips as he continued to work his fingers in and out of me. My body arched, my breath leaving me in ragged pants as he worked me up to the edge.
A wave of intense lust surged through my body, building in intensity with each stroke. The feeling coiled in my stomach, threatening to consume me as moans escaped my lips, growing louder and more desperate with each brush of his fingers against my G-spot.
Every nerve ending was on fire, sending jolts of pleasure through me.
“Oh, Reece!” I cried, trying to catch my breath with every inhale.
His lips lay on my shoulder, his teeth gently grazing my skin. “Say it louder, baby.”
My voice trembled with desperation as I repeated his name. “Reece!”
With that, he thrust his fingers into me faster, my moans spilling out louder and more frequently.
Each stroke pushed me closer to the edge of release, my legs slightly shaking.
Just as I couldn’t take it anymore, my hips pushing back as I sought his touch, Reece pulled his fingers out of my cunt.
A soft, whimper-like sound elicited from my throat as the need for his fingers overpowered my senses. I was so close to coming, and he took it from me without hesitation.
“Reece, please,” I begged, the painful ache in my stomach that was longing for release burning inside of me. “Please, I need you to?—”
Before I could finish my sentence, I felt his cock sliding into me from behind, stretching me wide open.
A cry escaped my throat as my body adjusted to his size, my fingers turning white from the pressure I was applying against the window.
Reece laid a hand on my hips, sneaking the other one around my body to cup my breast, his thumb rubbing my nipple in time with his thrusts.
“God, you’re so fucking wet,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “I can feel it dripping down my dick.”
I whimpered in response, my body still trying to adjust to him inside me.
His hips moved in a steady rhythm, and I couldn’t help the moans from spilling out of me with each plunge.
My nails tried to dig into the window in an attempt tohold ontoanything, but clearly, that didn’t work. My heart was racing, thrumming so heavily in my chest that I could feel each beat.
Reece pinched my nipple, eliciting a sharp gasp from me, which was quick to turn into a pleasure-filled groan.
“You like that, Brooke?” he asked, his voice low and laced with seduction. “You like my cock stretching your tight little pussy?”
His fingers dipped into the skin of my hips as he pounded into me harder.
“Yes,” I moaned, arching my back as I met his thrusts. “Reece, I…” My mind was blank for a second, my focus solely on the way his dick felt inside me, stretching me. “Faster, Reece.”
He picked up the pace, driving into me with quick, hard strokes.
The glass beneath my palms vibrated with each thrust, and I leaned further into the window, feeling the chill against my skin. It was a welcoming cold this time, especially since my body was heating up more with every second.
Reece’s grip on my hips tightened. “Fuck,” he groaned. “I’m getting close, Brooke.”
A shiver ran through me at the sound of his hoarse voice. I clenched around his dick as I fought my own orgasm. “Me too.”
