Page 102 of Love Undecided
He stands and takes me with him, then turns to sit in the chair and pulls me down on his cock in one fluid motion. My back to his front.
“Spread your legs for me baby,” he says, pulling at my knees and swinging my legs over the chair arms on each side.
“Oh yes,” I moan as I sink down on him completely. He pauses so I can adjust to his size, then starts moving his hips, hitting places I didn’t even know I had. I close my eyes and revel at the feeling of his thickness inside of me He grabs me by my waist and begins bouncing me on his cock. My breasts flap, almost painfully, but I don’t care.
“Touch yourself,” he pants into my ear. I reach down and begin to rub my clit, pushing it down against his cock. I use my middle finger on myself and apply pressure to the sides of his cock with my fore and ring fingers.
“Fuck, that feels good,” he moans. “Ride me, baby.”
My head lolls back against his shoulder, he bites at my exposed neck, I thrust my hips back toward him, changing the angle slightly.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” I whisper.
“I gotta make you come again baby, I’m so close.” He reaches one hand down to meet mine at my clit, his fingers moving fast as he works me over. I feel another orgasm begin to build; his other hand reaches around and pinches my nipple and I break apart. Brad is thrusting harder and faster and before I realize what is happening, I soar into my third orgasm. I throw my head back and cry out at the same time that he thrusts up and growls through his own release.
Moments later, he gathers me in his arms, I turn slightly bringing my knees up and lay my head on his chest.
“I can’t move,” I tell him.
He chuckles and kisses the top of my head, murmuring endearments. And I feel completely fulfilled. Not just sexually, but in every way possible. I marvel again at how I ever could have thought I could be without him. He is that extra push that I need when I feel like I can’t go any further.
Sigh.
“I can’t let you go,” I murmur into his chest.
“What’s that, baby?” he asks.
I sit up and face him. “I can’t let you go. It’s horrible and selfish and wrong, but I can’t do it.”
“I don’t want you to let me go. Why is it so wrong? We love each other, we should be together. We are meant to be together. You are it for me, Kat. There is no one else.”
“I’m going to die. And you will be alone. And the thought of you being alone kills me.” My voice breaks. I’m going to cry I can feel it.
“So what I’m hearing is, either way, you’re dying. We stay together, you die and I’m alone. Which kills you, except you’re already dead. We don’t stay together, I’m alone, which kills you. Either way, you die, so we may as well be together in the meantime.”
“That is some fucked up logic,” I tell him.
“But you can’t argue it, can you?”
Before I can answer, my phone begins to ring, I get up to answer it and see that it’s Bauer again. He starts talking before I can even say hello.
“Cookie, if you are finished playing doctor with Romeo, we’ve got real shit going on here at the station and I could use your help.”
“I wasn’t playing—” I start, but he continues before I can get a word in.
"We're dealing with a serial, here. Sherman's bringing in a profiler - he'll be here in about an hour. Don't be late." He hangs up before I can agree or ask questions.
I look at Brad. “I’m going to grab a quick shower and head to the precinct, I guess,” I say.
I get in the shower, welcoming the warm spray over my sex-sore body. I am half hoping Brad will join me. But if he does, I’m afraid I won’t be going anywhere in the next thirty minutes. He steps into the shower moments later, but with two mugs of hot coffee, and my seventeen pills.
“You’re my hero!” I tell him and take a big drink, then down my pills. He added the perfect amount of cream and sugar. I sigh, feeling totally content. He just smiles and sits back on the shower bench, drinking his coffee and watching me.
“I think you’re making me nervous just watching me that way,” I tell him.
“Youthinkthat I’m making you nervous? Aren’t you sure?”
“Right. And, I’m pretty sure anyway. I can’t concentrate when you're staring at me.”
