Page 104 of Perfect Pairing
“Except you,” I continued, pressing my lips lightly to his. “You make me feel safe in a way I never thought I’d find. There’s no one but you who gets me like this.”
“Ever?”
“Forever,” I corrected.
Ezra simply stared at me, wide-eyed. “I am in awe of you, Brie Delatou. You’re the strongest woman I know, and I promise I’m going to work my ass off every day to prove I’m worthy of the trust you’ve given me.”
He captured my mouth again, and against his lips I said, “I know you will.”
With kisses to my eyelids, the tip of my nose, my cheeks, jaw, everywhere he could reach, he asked, “Are there condoms here?”
I giggled as I crawled off his lap and over to the bedside table. As I pulled the drawer open, Ezra’s palm landed on one of my cheeks in a playful smack, and I arched my back, a surprised moan leaving me. I hadn’t expected to…enjoy that so much.
“You like that?” he asked, sounding as surprised as I felt.
I glanced over my shoulder at him as I felt around in the dark for the box of condoms I knew the housekeeping staff stocked every guest room with. “Do it again and find out.”
Ezra reached for me, settling both palms on my ass and massaging the cheeks before lifting one and bringing it down, harderthan the first time. I moaned again. The contact stung, a handprint surely blooming on my skin, and my pussy clenched, needing to be filled by him.
“Fuck, Brie. That’s so hot. Who knew my girl liked to be spanked?”
At last, I found what I was looking for and crawled back to him, once again straddling his thighs, his cock jutting between us.
“I like trying new things with you,” I told him before ripping the condom wrapper open. I withdrew the rubber and pinched the tip then slowly rolled it down Ezra’s length.
When I finished, his breath left him in awhoosh, and I giggled.
“Lift up,” he said, scooping his palms around the backs of my thighs and lifting me slightly. “Put it in.”
I grabbed his cock, unable to resist toying with him as I slid the tip through my lips, coating the condom in my desire. Then I fit it against my entrance and sank down.
“Too big.” I dropped my head to Ezra’s shoulder as I met resistance on the way down, bracing my knees alongside his thighs. He was massive, and it had been so long.
“It’ll fit, honey. Just go slow.”
“Fuck,” I breathed as I took him a few more inches.
“Goddamn, woman. I love when you swear.”
I inhaled sharply through my nose and took him a bit deeper, then further until I impaled myself fully, giving myself a moment to adjust to the way he stretched me, waiting for the moment that pain relaxed to pleasure.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Took you too fast,” I mumbled. “Been too long. But god, itfeels good to be full of you again.”
“Not as good as your pussy feels. I was made for this pussy, Brie.” His hands rubbed soothing circles up my back. “Probably better for me you didn’t start moving right away anyway. Your pussy feels like heaven, and I was about to erupt. Fuck, baby,” he whispered, wrapping the length of my hair around his fist and tugging my head back. “How did we go so long?”
With a kiss to my mouth, he let go, and my hair became a curtain around us, cocooning us in this space where only we existed. And with the snow piling up and blanketing the world outside, with miles of vineyard and forest between us and the rest of civilization, it truly felt like we were the only two people in the world. Like we were trapped in a snow globe where everything was good and real andright.
I knew the instantBrie fully relaxed around me, the tension in her entire body as she adjusted to my size soothing away like wiping fog off a window.
“That’s it, honey. Told you it would fit. I’m so proud of you.”
“I’m gonna move now,” she said, shifting on her knees to raise herself off me a bit, only an inch or two, before sinking back down. Without the resistance in her pussy, I sank even deeper into her body, and we both groaned.
“Fuck, you take my cock so perfectly.”
“So deep, Ez,” she gasped, her hands coming to my shoulders, head dropping forward as she once again lifted—this time, until barely the tip remained inside—then impaled herself once again.
