Page 62 of Closer

“Encore,” she pants, “again.”

“Now who’s the bossy one.”

“Not bossy, just impatient.”

“Just insatiable,” I say, kissing her lips. “Just perfect.”

“Justgoing to murder you if you don’t make me come again,” she whispers.

I chuckle and climb between her legs, lowering my head to her perfectly pink, wet pussy. I dart my tongue along the length of her lips, tasting her. So fucking sweet, and then I bury my face in her, lapping at the cream from her tight cunt, sealing my mouth over her and sucking her clit until she comes beneath me.

Brie’s whole-body tenses. She tries to pull away and begs in French for me to let her go, or at least that’s what I make of it, but I don’t know because I don’t fucking speak French. I’m not done with her yet. We are far from done.

I hold her down and flick my tongue over her clit, wrenching another orgasm from her. When I can no longer stand the ache in my balls, I get up and lose my jeans, tearing them off and discarding them on the floor along with her dress. I grab a condom from the nightstand and roll it on. I’d prefer to ride bareback, but Brie isn’t on the pill, and we already fucked up last week by getting caught up in the moment. Now, she won’t let me near that glorious cunt without a raincoat.Not that I blame her. When it comes to pretty pussies, I haven’t always used common sense.

I grab her ankles and flip her so that she’s on her stomach. Brie lets out a startled laugh and I climb up her body, seize a fistful of that glossy dark hair and yank her head back so that I can kiss her mouth. Holding her hair in my hands, I slide my other arm beneath her body and push her back, so she’s on all fours. “I’m gonna fuck you like a goddam animal, Angry French Girl, and then I’m going to watch my cum spill out of your hot little snatch, you got me?”

“Oui, baise-moi. S'il te plaît,” she begs, and I pull her hips towards me and skate the head of my cock along the seam of her arse. She flinches, but I don’t want her like that. At least not right now. I want inside her pussy, because I can. Because it was never a goddam option with Ali. Because there isn’t another man laying claim to Brie. Because right now, in this moment, she’s mine.

I sink inside, drawing a gasp from her lungs. I thrust deeper, feeling her stretch around me, accommodate me, as if she was made just for me.Only me. And she is. Right now, in this room, she’s mine alone, and I don’t intend to let her go.

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