Page 103 of Good Vibes Only
“Fuck,” he grumbled.
He had to see for himself if it was true. His big hand traipsed down my waist, his eager breath hot on my skin. His fingers delicately traced the edge of my panties as his hand moved ever closer to the heat between my legs. When his fingers at last grazed my bare and sweltering folds, he let out a satisfied growl.
“You’re soaked, Mac,” he bellowed.
I moaned into his mouth, his hardness pressing against my thigh.
“I’m so wet for you, Brett,” I whispered. “I’m all yours.”
Without warning, he pinned me down to the bed and climbed on top of me. His mouth claimed mine with a heated kiss, and I clung to him desperately as our flesh joined in union.
Finally,I thought, sighing as he entered me.Finally.
It felt like this moment would never come, but we were one. One at long last.
He laid on top of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress, and kissed me. Once he was inside me, neither of us moved, content to bask in each other’s flesh. The only movement was our locking lips and the rise and fall of our chests as we breathed in unison. It was as if the world had paused, and the only thing that mattered was that we were together. I thought I could just lay there with him inside me forever, and I’d be perfectly happy for the rest of my life …
But it feltohso good when he slowly pulled out.
“God, you’re tight,” he whispered.
I moaned when he thrust back in. His dick stretched me out, widened me, owning me and making me his. He filled mesoperfectly, it wasn’t long before my toes began to curl, and I began to scream. He swiveled and churned his big dick inside me, making me gush with every thrust until the bed sheets were damp beneath my bottom.
“Yes!” I panted between mind-numbing thrusts. “Harder!”
Brett’s hips ground against mine as he pushed deeper and faster, each thrust punctuated by a low and urgent growl. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him in closer, craving more of him.
“You feel so good!” I screamed, encouraging him to give it to me deeper. “Harder! Faster!”
Brett gave me what I wanted, his waist clapping against mine endlessly. He fucked me like a pro athlete—his pace never faltering and stamina never tiring—and turned my mind and nerves to mush. He thrust into me so fast and hard, the bed began to shake and creak, and I wondered if the shitty Ikea frame might explode into a million splinters beneath us and send us crashing to the floor—but, ohhell,I didn’t even care if it did.
I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted Brett tostapleme to the mattress with his cock. I needed to feel him completely inside me.
As his movements grew more urgent, and my muscles clamped tight on his swelling cock, I knew we werebothhurtling towards our peak.
“Yes!” I shouted, surrendering myself to the moment. “Come inside me, Brett!”
He let out a roar, and I screamed as our bodies thrashed together in ecstasy.
* * *
Brett and I laid next to each other, our bodies entwined and bathing in the afterglow. We didn’t speak. We didn’t need to. We simply savored the moment, happy to be together at last. The only sound in that early morning hour was our breath, which began to slow and synchronize. I felt so whole, so complete—it was if our bodies, our souls, had bonded in a way I’d never experienced before.
For that moment, nothing else mattered—nothing but us.
“That was amazing,” Brett said at last. He drew delicate circles on my skin. “You’reamazing.”
I broke into a happy fit of giggles. I’d never been fucked so hard or good in mylife.I didn’t think I’d ever stop smiling.
“You’re pretty good yourself,” I said bashfully.
“Yeah?” he asked, a burgeoning smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “So how do I compare to the Showstopper?”
I laughed. “No comparison at all.”
He blinked. “None?”
“None. The real thing is amilliontimes better.”
