Page 132 of Forever

I grabbed one of her thighs, wrapping it around my waist, the angle letting me go even deeper. “That’s what I liked to picture. Your fingers deep inside your greedy pussy, imaging my cock buried inside of you. Everyone staring, but knowing you’re all mine.”

Her nails scratched down my back.

“I imagined running up into the stands and fucking you in front of everyone. Claiming you. You’re no one’s dirty little secret, Brooklyn.”

Her pussy clenched around me. I dropped my forehead to hers as I exploded inside of her. My chest rose and fell as her fingers fell from my back.

“Mmm,” Brooklyn sighed and smiled up at me. “I have to say…I never thought about doing this on the Empire High football field.”

“No? This has always been a fantasy of mine. Right in the stadium.”

“It’salwaysbeen a fantasy? So that means you’ve never done it before, right?”

“I mean…not in the middle of the field.”

She lightly shoved my chest. “I forgot that you used to be a whore in high school. And…after.”

“That’s not a very nice thing to call your baby daddy.”

She laughed, making her pussy clench around me again.

Fuck.I slowly pulled out of her. I watched some of my cum leak down her inner thigh.So fucking hot.

The sound of the zipper on our tent made me jump. I quickly pulled up my pants and moved in front of Brooklyn before the flap opened.

“It’s been like 20 minutes,” Mason said. He smiled as he looked back and forth between us.

Mason never knocked. Not that you could knock on a tent. But it was a bad habit he had.

“No one came to tell us the time,” Brooklyn said. She cleared her throat. “We were just making out.”

“Sure you were,” Mason said. “But we need your help. It’s us, Bee, Tanner, and Kennedy against the Hunters and Justin. And Tanner is terrible at charades.”

“Charades?” Brooklyn asked. “I love charades.”

I looked over my shoulder. She was completely composed. I grabbed her hand and helped her to her feet.

Rob was standing in front of the fire pretending to drive a car around.

“This is the second word of a two-word movie,” Bee said to us as we sat back down.

“Driving a Lamborghini!” Tanner yelled. Jacob was asleep in his arms. He didn’t seem at all phased by the yelling.

Rob shook his head. He pretended to drive around some more and then stopped, playing with some gears in the car.

“Driving a Bugatti!” Tanner yelled next.

Rob shook his head again. “What the fuck is wrong with him,” he said under his breath.

“Driving a Tesla!” Tanner nodded like he’d definitely gotten it that time.

“Why so specific?” I asked. “And why are you guessing three words for the second word? Are you trying to guess the whole thing in one go?”

“The more specific the better in charahhhdes.” He said charades really weird. With a long, drawn out “ah” in the middle.

“Charades,” I said, correcting him.

“Charahhhdes,” Tanner said. “Yes.”

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