Page 75 of What If We Break?
The words drove me mad, making me want to claim her harder and rougher than before. I grabbed her hips tighter, pulling her closer to me, and my thrusts became more violent and erratic. I pounded into her, my balls slapping against her skin with each harsh thrust.
Each time she tightened around my cock as I plunged into her, I saw stars. The need to feel her come again around my dick getting stronger with each time I slid in and out of her.
As her moans turned into gasps of air, Brooke clawed at the bedsheets, her nails digging into the material.
I knew she was close.
I reached around, finding her clit with one hand, rubbing it hard and fast, matching the rhythm of my thrusts. Her body tensed, her moans growing more desperate, and then, with a violent shudder, she came all over my cock.
“Fuck, yes!” I roared, feeling the walls of her pussy pulsing around my cock as she clenched and released in waves. I could feel her wetness running down her thighs, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
I continued to thrust, relishing the feel of her cunt gripping my cock, her slick wetness, and the sound of our bodies coming together. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I could feel myself getting closer to my own release.
As I continued to plunge into her, she was begging for more, her voice hoarse and raw. Her pussy was still clenching around me from her orgasm.
Pulling out of her cunt for just a moment, I slammed back inside all at once. Brooke cried out, her body jolting with each powerful stroke.
“Oh, fuck, Reece,” she moaned, her fingers clutching around our pillows. “I’m about to come again!”
That was all the encouragement I needed. I increased my pace a little more, my cock sliding in and out of her pussy with a slapping sound that filled the room.
My balls tightened, my orgasm building when her body shook with the shocks of her orgasm, and I knew I had to finish inside her, to feel her pussy grip me one last time.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” I growled, pounding into her harder.
“Do it, Reece,” Brooke panted, her voice strained and gasping for air. “Fill me up with your cum.”
Those words were the final trigger, and I let go, my cock pulsating inside her. My orgasm was intense, almost earth-shattering. My balls squeezed tight and released again and again, flooding her pussy with my hot cum.
Brooke moaned with each release, and after a short while, I collapsed on top of her, pushing her into the mattress.
She was shuddering underneath my body, my cock still buried deep inside her for a moment longer before I pulled out and rolled over, trying to catch my breath.
My heart was pounding like a drum, my cock still half-hard from the intense release, but that wasn’t nearly as important as my fiancée.
I reached over and wrapped my arms around her body as I pulled her on top of me. Our lips met in a soft kiss, my heart exploding with love for her.
“Are you okay?” I asked, stroking her hair gently. Since I had never tied her up before, not making sure she was okay felt more than wrong.
“I’m okay,” she replied, her eyes sparkling. “That was incredible.”
I smiled, feeling my heart swell with happiness. “I’m glad. It’s just the kind of thing that happens when we're in the world of chivalry, baby.”
She laughed softly, snuggling closer to me. “I have to admit, I’m a big fan of this world.”
“Apparently, so am I.” I held her tighter, feeling her body shiver ever so slightly. “Wait here,mi princesa,” I said and pressed a kiss to her forehead before laying Brooke down beside me and getting out of bed.
“Where are you going?”
“Getting a towel to clean you up.”
31
BROOKLYN
Ilaced up my skates, feeling the familiar chill of the ice rink seep through my thin tights.
My heart was racing like a stallion as I glanced nervously at the scoreboard, the countdown clock ticking away the minutes until Reece and I’s performance.
