Page 69 of Choosing Skyler

Brady

Skyler slumps against my chest as my arms go around her to hold her through the aftershocks of her second and my first orgasm of the night. I had no intention of getting off until much later, but I recognized the determined look on her face when she wrapped her hand around me. So, I let her enjoy building my pleasure pulled her closer to me to make sure she came with me. She shivers against me, and I realize that the bath we’re sitting in is getting pretty cold. I sit up with her in my arms and reach around her to pull the plug, letting the cooling water drain.

“Let’s get dried off before we freeze to death,” I say, kissing her neck again.

She stands slowly, her legs wobbling as she does. I stand, stepping out of the tub to grab a towel and wrap it around her. I lift her up and set her on the rug, so she doesn’t slip climbing out of the tub on unsteady legs. I take the towel and dry her off before drying myself and tossing it in the hamper. Then, I turn back and lift her up to carry her to bed.

She giggles. “Icanwalk, you know? You don’t have to carry me everywhere.”

I chuckle as I carry her into our room before setting her back on her feet.

“Oh yeah? And just where are you walking, Beautiful?” I say, trailing my fingertips along her shoulder before gripping the back of her neck possessively.

She leans back into my hold, looking up at me with stars in her sky-blue eyes. Then, she takes a step to press her naked body to mine before answering my question. “I’m walking right into your arms where I belong. I’m yours, Brady. All of me. Please take me,” she says, all trace of humor gone.

My grip tightens on her neck. “Are you sure? We have time. We don’t have to…”

I’m cut off by her fingers on my mouth. “I don’t want time, Brady. I wantyou. I choose you. I love you. Ineedyou.”

Then, her fingers are replaced with her lips as she goes up on her toes to kiss me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing herself against me. I groan and reach down to lift her off her feet to lay her on the bed, coming down on top of her. I kiss down her throat to her breast and keep going until I’m kissing her just above her clit.

I look up at her as she raises up on her elbows to watch me. I nibble her clit as I gently press a finger into her, making her jump. I stay still, letting her adjust like I did in the bathtub. I slowly thrust my finger in and out of her before adding a second and curling them forward, rubbing her G-spot as I continue to suck on her clit.

She throws her head back and lets out a low husky moan that goes straight to my cock, making me so hard it almost hurts. She rolls her hips, shamelessly begging for more with her body. Just as her legs start to tremble, I stop moving and gently pull my fingers from her.

Her eyes snap to my face just in time to see me sucking her juices from my fingers as I crawl back over her body. I kiss her as I rub myself through her wetness, getting myself wet.

She rolls her hips and moans as the head of my cock bumps her clit. “Please, Brady.”

“I’m right here, Beautiful. I belong to you too,” I tell her before flipping us so that she’s straddling me. I sit up and scoot up the bed to lean back against the headboard with my hands on her hips. “Take me.”

Her eyes widen. “I don’t know how…” she starts before looking down and nibbling her bottom lip.

My grip tightens on her hips, and I lift her over me until the head of my cock notches at her opening.

When she looks up at me, I tell her, “Anything you do will feel amazing to me, Beautiful. But I don’t want this to hurt you more than it has to. You can control how hard and how fast it is this way. If it hurts too bad, just stop, okay?”

She nods and starts to lower herself down on me. She’s so tight and so hot that I feel like we’re going to combust. Her face scrunches in pain and she stops. It takes every ounce of control I have not to thrust up into her tight heat. But I willnothurt her that way.

I wrap my hand around her neck and pull her into a kiss as my other hand moves to rub circles around her clit with my thumb. She hums in pleasure and grinds down on me further before freezing again. She looks at me with tears in her eyes and I’m ready to pull back and put a stop to this.

Just as I start to lift her up, she shakes her head. “Don’t stop.Please. Just… keep touching me,” she begs.

I continue rubbing her clit and my other hand goes to her breast to pinch her nipple lightly.

“Yes.” She moans. “Harder.”

I pinch her nipple harder and increase the pressure on her clit until her legs begin to tremble.

“More, Brady. Move, please. I c…can’t” She whimpers as her orgasm builds.

Just as she clamps around me and starts to come, I thrust up into her the rest of the way, making her scream in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

“More, Brady. Oh, God. Please. Don’t stop,” she cries.

As much as I didn’t want to hurt her, it didn’t occur to me that she may enjoy some pain with her pleasure. So, I continue thrusting into her as her orgasm stretches out, chasing my own release before hers ends. She gets impossibly tighter around me, pulling my orgasm straight from my soul. I come with a shout of my own, pumping into her harder until I’m too sensitive to move.

I pull her into my chest and hold her tight, needing something to ground me as I come down from the most intense orgasm of my life.

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