Page 59 of My Fiancé's Brother 2

His teeth nipped at my bottom lip. “I want to hear you say it.”

I arched as one big hand slid up over my breast, strong fingers pinching my nipple. “It turned me on.”

“Were you looking for this?” his big hands on my hips lifted me up and guided me. I felt his hugeness butt against my core.

My head fell back, and I moaned as my yielding body slid down over his huge girth.

“Oh, I think someone likes it when I pull them onto my…”

“Jackson!” I interrupted, slightly scandalized.

He laughed, breathless. “Tell me you like it.”

My hips jerked, demanding that he start to move. He held me in place. “Say it.”

My breath was erratic. “I like it.”

“Oh, I think you more than like it,” his voice was low. “But there are consequences when my little wife wakes me up in the middle of the night.”

My entire body shuddered in response as he pulled me harder down on him.

“What do you mean?” my eyes squeezed shut as his mouth found my hard nipple. Shocks of pleasure rippled down my spine.

“It means we do this my way.”

I gasped as he flipped me over, so I was suddenly on my handsand knees. I felt him move behind me and then his knee pushed my legs apart.

Big hands held my hips, and I whimpered with longing as he slowly invaded me from behind. My eyes widened in shock as intense sensations flooded my body. It felt so good I almost couldn’t think.

My entire world became incandescent as he began to thrust into me slowly. My hands clenched the duvet as he invaded me with slow ravishing strokes.

“Why is this your way?” I gasped, thinking I wouldn’t mind this being my way too.

Big hands gathered my hair and then he was gently tugging my head back with my hair. My back arched.

“Because sometimes, I just want to be in charge,” he said, tugging my head back further. I groaned, shamelessly loving his erotic restraint.

I felt fingertips slide sensually down my spine, while he slowly pushed in and out of me.

“And sometimes I just want to fuck.”

My body trembled. I wanted that too. Oh did I want that. “Me too.”

He laughed. “Really.”

“Yeah.” My eyes squeezed shut, and it felt like my insides were molten. It felt so different in this position. Searing heat and throbbing greed consumed me.

“Say it.”

At this point, I would say just about anything. “I just want to fuck.”

He laughed again. “I think you mean, that you want to get fucked.”

“That too.”

“You sure?”

Wasn’t that what we were doing? “Yeah.”

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