Page 102 of Avery's Hero

“And your brother might get home any time. I know how you are about having sex in the apartment when he’s here.”

My face flashes hot. The idea mortifies me.

Brock is unfazed. “Not like he thinks we’re abstaining.”

“But I can’t keep from screaming when you?—”

My words disappear when he crashes his mouth into me, tumbling me back on the bed. One of his big, rough hands grips my thigh, the other circles my neck.

His kiss is dark and delicious. Possessive. Demanding.

Melting, I spread my other leg open so he can slide down between the vee of my legs, settling the weight of his strong body onto me.

He doesn’t even bother shedding his jeans, he just rips open the zipper and shoves the head of his thick, pulsing cock into me.

I scream.

The pleasure-pain is intoxicating.

He grunts my name and bites my neck. I almost come, but I hold back so I can savor the climb to a higher climax. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from Brock, is that he’s going to take me to places I never knew possible.

We’re rough with each other. My nails score his back.He doesn’t hold his pounding thrusts back. He drives that cock so deep that I’m gasping for breath.

It feels amazing.

I love every stroke. Crave the feel of his weight crashing into me. Need the bite of his hands on my body.

The bed creaks. My screams echo off the high ceiling.

“That’s it, beautiful, let me tear you apart. Fucking come undone for me.”

A few more strokes….

I’m shaking, my thighs locked around his hips. “Right there, oh, god.Rightthere!”

When I come, I think I scream, but I’m not sure…

Everything short circuits. My clit throbs wildly. My vision fades and my heart roars off into the sunset on a rocket.

This feeling is the best feeling ever.

Lying beneath him, I sigh and let my foolishly big grin crinkle my closed eyes.

Until he lifts me up in his strong arms.

Brock settles me on his lap, straddling him, with his cock still rock hard and deep inside of me. He kisses me slowly as I come back to the planet.

“Damn, woman. I love you.”

“I love you, sexy man. That was amazing. I give you a ten.”

Brushing his lips over my jaw, he pauses to pull my ear into the bite of his teeth. “It’s not over yet.”

Oh, how true that statement is. Holding me tight in his arms, he works me from below as he kisses me.

Circling my neck with his long fingers, he holds my gaze. There’s possessiveness like I’ve never seen before in his expression.

No words are said as we stare deep into each other’s eyes. The rhythm of our hearts beats out the message.

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