Page 74 of What If We Break?
“Please, Reece,” she begged, her voice shaking. “Please, I need you.”
God, I liked the sound of that. “You’re right,mi princesa. You do need me.”
My tongue darted out, pushing right into her wet cunt. She tasted sweet and salty all at the same time, making my cock throb, feeling trapped in my pants and underwear.
I licked her harder, sucking her clit into my mouth and grazing it with my teeth.
Her muscles spasmed as I pushed two of my fingers inside her pussy, her wetness instantly coating them.
With every thrust of my fingers, her hips shifted and she tried to pull her arms down to touch me, just to get denied by a scarf that was holding her in place.
“Reece, oh, fuck,” she screamed. “Fuck, that feels so good!”
I didn’t want to stop; I couldn’t get enough of her. My fingers pumped in and out of her, her pussy clenching around them. But I needed more, needed to feel her tightness wrap around my cock, gripping me, and making me see entire universes that didn’t exist yet.
But there was no way I’d fuck her before she came at least once, so I continued to penetrate her with my fingers, flicking her clit with my tongue at the same time.
As she screamed my name, her muscles clamped down on my finger. Brooke tensed and quivered as her climax took over her body, the walls of her cunt contracting around my fingers.
I slowly pulled my fingers out of her pussy and sat up. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, her face flushed as she lay there, panting.
“Welcome to the world of chivalry, Brooke,” I said with a smirk.
She stared at me, eyes clouded with post-orgasm bliss, her mind lacking words to talk.
While she was busy trying to catch her breath, I got off the bed and quickly stripped off my clothes. I then loosened the scarves around her ankles and wrists, freeing her.
“Get on your hands and knees,” I demanded as I wrappedmy hand around my cock and gave myself a couple of strokes, getting ready to fuck her hard.
Brooke hesitated for a moment, her body still buzzing with the remnants of her orgasm, but when her eyes fell on my cock, she quickly complied with my request.
I watched as she positioned herself, her hips rocking back and forth with her ass in the air, inviting me to claim her.
My heart raced as I inched closer to her, my dick throbbing with need. With one hand, I guided my erection to her entrance, feeling the wetness that still covered my lips now coating the tip of my dick. I loved the way she tasted, loved the feeling of her body responding when I touched her.
As I positioned myself at her entrance, I took a deep breath.
“You good?” I asked, watching as she turned to look at me over her shoulder.
“Yes,” Brooke replied, nodding. “I need you inside me. Right now."
I took that as her final permission. My heart was beating at a speed of million miles per hour as I slowly pushed into her, feeling her tight, wet cunt engulfing me inch by inch. I let out a groan, trying to control the feeling that was building up inside me.
Brooke let out a sigh, her body adjusting to my size. I held back for a moment, savoring the feeling of our bodies connecting.
“You feel incredible,” I said.
With my hands on her hips, holding her steady, I pushed forward, burying myself inside her completely, feeling her muscles squeeze around me. Brooke let out a loud moan, falling forward into the pillow.
I pulled back slowly, dragging my cock along the walls of her pussy, listening to the wet, sloppy sounds our bodiescreated. I thrust forward again, feeling her tightness grip me harder each time, wanting more.
“Fuck, Reece,” Brooke moaned.
“So tight, so wet, so good,” I groaned, picking up the pace, my cock sliding in and out of her with ease.
She was dripping wet, coating my cock with each stroke, driving me wild.
Her body was moving beneath me, her hips bucking to meet my thrusts, her moans growing louder, more desperate. “Fuck me, Reece. Fuck me hard.”
