Page 14 of Culmination
“Brie,” he whispers, bringing a hand up to my face. His thumb runs along my jaw, the touch sending tingles all the way down to my toes. Then his piercing, blue eyes connect with mine and they’re full of love and adoration.
I’ve never felt more loved than I do now. Nothing Adrian can say will change that. The memory of anything he ever did can’t change that.
This… this is everything I’ll ever want.
Before Brie, all I did was fuck. Hell, evenshewas never supposed to be more than that. More than a fuck. A little bit of fun while on the job, and a bigfuck youto the Morningstars. But from the very first time my lips captured hers in a devastating, life-altering kiss, I knew she’d be so much more.
Even though we’ve come together this way countless times, I’ll never get over how much I crave her. How much I need her. How much I love her and will never stop. Being inside Brie while she’s pregnant with our child is an intense, exhilarating experience, and I know this is what I’ve been missing from my life. She’s what I’ve been missing, and I will never let her go. She’s shown me how to love, how tomakelove. Going back to a life before her is out of the question.
When I look down into her eyes, they’re hooded. Her head’s slightly tilted back, her lips parted. The flush on her face is tantalizing, her expression full of pleasure as her body responds to mine filling her completely.
As much as I want to savor this, savor her, I can’t keep up with this slow pace. My hips rock as I thrust into and out of her, until I’m pumping ferociously. Each time her warm pussy envelops my cock, she whimpers and lifts her hips, trying to match my rhythm. I’m too forceful for her, too intense, and I can’t slow myself down. I don’t want to.
It’s not lost on Brie. She wraps her legs around my waist, apparently willing to hold on for the wild fucking ride. With each plunge inside her, her back arches, and I know we’re both so close.
Knowing I won’t last much longer, I slide my hand between us, my thumb grazing her clit. She cries out in pleasure but then pushes my hand away.
“Rafe,” she whispers, all breathy and sexy. “No hands. I just want to feel you. Just you.”
Fuck me. As much as I love pleasuring Brie with my fingers, she could ask me anything in that voice and I’d obey.
I acquiesce and then lean down so our chests are pressed together, my face mere inches from her. When my hands close over hers, our fingers intertwine. I hold our joined hands over her head, which leaves us in an erotic position, every inch of our torsos connected. Brie arches upwards, writhing beneath me, taking each slamming thrust into her hot, wet heat.
It’s raw.
It’s primal.
I can’t fucking get enough.
“Rafe.”
God, I’m undone. That wanton, breathy murmur shoots straight to my cock. I rock into her, filling her to the hilt, then stop, not ready for the impending release. Brie whimpers and lifts her hips from the mattress, rubbing against me and gyrating in slow, deliberate circles that intensify with each one. She’s wildly seeking release I’m not yet ready to give.
As I gaze down at this gorgeous woman who’s carrying my child, I know this is where I’m meant to be. Who I’m meant to be. I hate the pain she’s endured in the past, and I vow, here and now, to always make her happy. To always make her feel safe and protected. And, most of all, loved.
“Rafe.”
The desperation that comes along with my name breaks me from my hypnotic trance. I grind my body into hers, increasing my tempo, fast and frantic until Brie meets my thrusts and matches them with measured, insistent rhythm.
The world around us altogether melts away as our bodies join in sensual harmony. The room is silent aside from the echoes of our panting breaths and moans—the sound of our bodies coming together in unison. Even if she doesn’t let me touch her, each time I rock into her, I roll my hips to create friction against her clit. Her appreciative whimper lets me know how much she enjoys it.
Her legs tighten around my waist. “Harder,” she pants. “Faster. I’m so close. So, so close.”
Who am I not to obey? I tighten my grip around her fingers, more than ready to comply.
She gasps as I forcefully plunge deep inside her at a frenetic pace, hungry to reach the crescendo and ride out wild waves of pleasure. When her pussy tightens and clenches my dick like the tightest vise, I come undone. Driving my hips forward, I bury myself inside her, holding still for a split second before pulling back out just to push into her harder like she asked. We’re both so damn close, and I furiously pump into and out of her, ready to give her sweet release.
With everything in me, I make it my mission to please her. Every muscle in my body has one common goal in mind, and that’s to pleasure Brie. In, out, back, forth, my hips thrust, drive, pummel her pussy until I finally feel her reaching the breaking point. Her whole body tenses, her heels dig into my back, and her pussy clenches tightly around my straining shaft as she explodes, overwhelming spasms convulsing around my cock. Each tightening, rhythmic sensation grips me harder than the previous one until the final moment when I reach my own blinding, pulsing, explosive release that floods into her moist sheath.
My head falls to the crook of her neck, a harsh groan of masculine satisfaction escaping my lips as I experience the longest, hottest release of my life. As my mouth brushes against the softness of her flesh, my teeth nip at her skin, eliciting an uninhibited cry of pleasure from my girl.
It’s all too much.
It’s not enough.
It’ll never be enough when it comes to this woman.
And thank Christ for it.
