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He rolled his eyes. “We’re not going to get that crazy, baby. Not yet,anyway.”
When he pulled out of me, I felt emptyimmediately.
He took me by the waist then flipped me onto my stomach. It happened so fast, I gasped. Then those same hands that had stroked my body with so much careful tenderness took my waist again, jerking me back until I felt his cock back in my pussy where I felt it hit me even deeper inside, stretching new parts of me. The burn that ripped through that virgin tissue made me scream. “Into the pillow, baby,” he growled in my ear, biting my neck. “Scream all you want. But do it into the pillow. We don’t want to wake up Braiden now, dowe?”
His cock slammed into me as he gripped my hips, holding me still as he battered my ass. I could feel his balls as they banged up against my clit. Each thrust felt better than the one beforeit.
I had my face buried in the pillow, making noises I had had no idea I could make. A high-pitched wail, a tiny whimper, and some guttural sounds I felt were primal inorigin.
In mere moments, I was riding an orgasm, and he wasn’t stopping. I moaned as he kept plowing into me. That orgasm barely waned when another took me over by surprise. I cried into the pillow. Real tears. I had no idea why I was crying. It wasn’t because ithurt.
Nothinghurt.
But every last part of me was on full throttle. I could feel him in every last part of me. My fingertips, the tip of my nose, my elbows, for the love ofGod!
He was encompassing me as he made me come over and over until I was nothing but a shaking mess. Every nerve ending I had was pulsing with sheer ecstasy. I had had no idea, truly, no fucking idea, it could be this good. This amazing. Thisemotional.
I could feel his cock inside of me, and I knew when he was near his own end. Somehow—I don’t know how—he got harder. Moved faster. Then.Bam!
He made the most awful slash best sound I’d ever heard. It was like complete satisfaction coupled with exhaustion, surrounded by pure agony. It was the best sound I’d everheard.
And I’d made him make that delightfully agonizingsound.
I was satiated and proud at the sametime.
I shivered at the thought. He dropped to the bed beside me, huffing and puffing, and I laid my body on his, panting withsatisfaction.
“Oh, how much I love you, Gannon Forester.” I kissed hischest.
One heavy hand fell on my head then moved through my hair, pulling it as it went. “And I love you,Brooke.”
So that was it. We were head over heels in love. And not a soul could know aboutit.
Chapter26
Gannon
Although I wasbeyond wiped out with the most intense orgasm I’d ever had, I managed to kiss Brooke one more time before settling in so I could fallasleep.
One thought was drifting through my mind as I waited for sleep to pull me under and listened to the sounds of Brooke as she laid on my chest. How could I make her family see that I loved her with everything I had inme?
Smash!
Zip!
My eyes flew open as Brooke asked in sharp words, “What the hell wasthat?”
Another smash, another zip, and I knew what I washearing.
“Fuck!” I moved us both off the bed, the blanket and sheet coming with us as I let my back hit thefloor.
Holding her tight, I moved her onto her stomach as she hissed, “Were thosebullets?”
“I believe so.” I could only think about one thing.Get. To. My. Son.“Stay low and let’s get toBraiden.”
We moved quickly despite the bulky material that tried to hinder our progress. I had to reach up to open the door, and then I knew for certain that whoever was outside could see us as another bullet ripped through the window. “Shit,Gannon!”
Once I had the door open, Brooke sprinted forward, grabbing Braiden off his bed where he was standing, crying, and pinning him underneath her naked body. I was right behind her and tossed the blanket from his bed to cover her as I shouted, “Josh!”
