Page 93 of Falling for Brody

"You know what you can reach, honey. Touch yourself. Show me how you want me to touch you."

The color in her cheeks heightened, but as he pumped his fingers into her body, her cheeks and the skin across her chest pinked even more.

Her hands lifted and she stiffened as soon as they came in contact with her breasts.

She'd touched herself before, but she'd never done it in front of anyone. Where someone else could see her.

But the way that he looked at her, the way that he was stroking his fingers inside of her, made her want to do it, if only to make him happy.

And then he slipped a second finger inside of her and she squeezed her hands around her breasts, feeling her palms against her sensitive nipples.

Oh.

Yes.

She looked at him, locking her eyes on his as he thrust his fingers inside of her and then she lowered her gaze over his chest and those abs that she wanted to trace over and over again with her fingertips.

And that's when she saw him.

His hand wrapped around his cock, stroking himself in time to the thrusts of his fingers.

Brody saw her look.

And his smile made the heated look on his face change to something harder. Driven.

"Inside me," she ground out past the knot in her throat. "I need you inside me."

He looked almost relieved when he pulled his fingers free of her body, lifting them to his lips. His tongue swept up his fingers and then he sucked them into his mouth. Brody looked like he was savoring her flavor on his skin.

When he pulled his fingers free, his skin shining and slick, he leaned in and gripped the base of his cock, lining it up to her body, pushing his hips forward as her body stretched around the head of his cock.

Always content to relax and enjoy sex before, Rhea wanted more now. She braced herself up on her elbows and watched as the head of his cock sank inside of her.

Her knees dropped farther to the side, and she felt the stretch through her belly. He was thick and hard, making her whole-body ache with the want of him.

Brody had on hand on her hip, the other feeding his cock into her body.

He clenched his jaw together because every fraction of an inch was the most exquisite pain he'd ever felt and the most amazing ecstasy.

Rhea? She lifted her feet from the surface of the bed and brought her knees up.

When he reached the end, when he was balls deep inside her, she gasped, and he saw stars.

Fucking stars!

She had a tight grip on him, but he had to move and move he did.

There was little more that he could do because he was afraid that he'd lose his control before he showed her how good it could be between them.

"You feel better than I ever dreamed anything could feel," he told her as he slipped his hands under her and lifted her higher.

"Here," she groaned as she reached back and grabbed a pillow that had gone askew.

He smiled at her and as she helped him lift her hips from the bed so he could fit the pillow under her. "I might have to take this pillow home with us.'

Her cheeks flushed again. "Brody, we can't-"

"I'll pay for it. Happy to." He gave her a wink. "Now, where were we?"

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