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He moved my hips then and positioned his cock at my wet opening, nudging the head of his cock inside me. There was that same sense of stretching, a little burning, but I realized the difference now that I was motivated to push through the discomfort. I wanted himINSIDEof me. If it hurt a little to get him there, then that was okay.
I shifted my knees so I had leverage and pushed down on him harder. Lifting away when it was too much and then pushing down hard again.
“Talk to me, Brin.”
But I didn’t want to talk. I just wanted to keep moving. “Unnnnhhh. Unnnnnhhh.”
His hand on my ass, his other at my hip, guiding me, helped me to focus on getting there. Like I could thrash and flail about, but he had me under control. Steadily letting me use his cock until my nipples seemed to become these hard, tiny points. My whole body was shaking as I came.
“Garrett!” Fuck, had I been too loud? Was I screaming? I didn’t know because I was too busy just feeling all of it. Suddenly I was flipped onto my back. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his hips, forcing him to return to the place I wanted.
He used his hand to position himself again, and then slowly he was thrusting back inside me.
“Okay, baby. I think you felt pretty good fucking me. Now let’s see how you like to get fucked. Talk to me. Tell me if this is good for you.”
Talk? Form sentences? He was ridiculous. I slapped his shoulders instead, and arched my back and said the only thing that made sense.
“Please! Please! Please!”
He grunted and then moved faster, harder, and more deeply inside me than I’d imagined anybody could. Or that I would ever want. There was so much of him. In me. Around me. It was like I wasn’t a single person anymore, but part of this larger moment.
“Garrett!” Another orgasm enveloped me, and my mouth was open and I had no idea what sounds were coming out because I didn’t care. I just felt and it was so good.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he grunted even as he shoved hard with the three short thrusts. He groaned then and collapsed on me.
I turned my head and kissed his ear.
“Please don’t forget me,” I whispered.
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GARRETT
Later That Morning
“It is incredible how I feel. Like I have no bones in my body. No wonder everyone brags about good sex.”
Brin was sitting on the couch with Romeo cuddled to her chest as she fed him. It made me feel something in my chest that bothered me. I was actually rubbing a hand over the area that hurt and it bothered me again when I saw it was over my heart. I reached for the coffee cup in front of me and had the overwhelming sense that I needed to get out of there.
Brin’s glow was blinding me, and while part of me wanted stand up on the roof of my home and shout to the world that I had been the one to bring her to orgasm, another part of me wanted to bolt.
“I need to head into the office,” I said a little gruffly. “You’re going to stay put today.”
She nodded. “I have plenty of stuff to do to get ready for the engagement party.”
“I thought you were planning the wedding.”
“Yes,” she beamed. “After the engagement party. But I can do everything I need to online or over the phone. Speaking of which, I need to call Ronnie and let her know my number changed. Again. Ugh. She’s going to freak out when I tell her what’s been going on.”
“She’s your sister. She should know what’s happening.”
Brin just rolled her eyes at me. “Bea is my sister, too, and she’ll think I’m being dramatic. And Dylan’s my brother and I doubt he would care at all.”
“You ever talk to him?” I asked her. I couldn’t fathom that. Having a family that was lost to me. When I used to think about having kids, I’d thought that part of being a parent was to make sure that my children understood that family was everything. After growing up an only child, I wanted to make sure my kids had more. Maybe even four or five kids. One big, massive, chaotic, loving mess.
Then I let all of that go.
The ache was back in my chest.
