Page 60 of Family Bonds- Garrett & Justine

“Relax,” he said.

“I can’t. It feels way too good.”

“Breathe in and out a few times,” he said.

She did, long deep breaths, and each time he moved his finger in and out more, he felt her tension leave somewhat.

But when he leaned down to kiss her swollen bud, she all but shot off the bed.

It was time to send her over because he didn’t know how much longer he was going to be able to play this out.

His tongue was flicking at her, his finger moving in and out and her moans were turning into cries of pleasure.

“Don’t stop,” she said as if she was in some kind of agony. “I’m so close.”

He pulled her bud into his mouth and sucked, and the minute he did, she came, her muscles pulsing around his finger while he held it still and just felt her body come undone.

When her body sagged onto the bed, he moved back and undressed quickly, found his condom, covered himself, and climbed back on the bed to gather her into his arms.

“Still okay?” he asked before he went any further.

“Better than okay,” she said. “I want you to feel that way too.”

He nodded and lowered his mouth to hers, nudged her legs apart, and found her wet opening, sliding in slowly so as to not hurt her.

She wasn’t going to give him a chance though and lifted fast, impaling him in all the way.

He was the one letting out a groan over that move.

Every part of his body was shaking right now. His arms held himself up to not squish her, his hips to not pound into her as he wanted to do.

“Jesus, Justine,” he said. “Slow down.”

She was lifting and retreating her hips.

“No,” she said. “I want to feel this. I’ve been thinking of it for weeks. Are you going to participate?”

She was joking, right?

It’s like she wasn’t giving him much of a choice and he moved with her.

He hugged her close to at least keep the movements small, but they were still fast and his body was building to the point he wasn’t going to stop.

He didn’t want to leave her hanging if she was getting there again, but he wasn’t going to be able to stop either.

He moved harder into her, longer strokes with it. The louder she got, he hoped she was building with him.

“I need a break,” he said.

“No,” she said. “I’m right there. I’m never there a second time.”

That was all he needed to hear and pulled within himself to hold on until she came.

When she screeched out his name, his control vanished into thin air as if the sun cleared up the morning fog allowing his body to empty into hers.

His arms gave out at the same time, but he rolled quickly so she was on his chest.

“Now I really won tonight,” she said, her eyes shut and a smile on her face.

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