Page 111 of Forever Never
On a groan, he slid them out. She watched in wide-eyed fascination as he fed them between his own lips to taste her again like she was some kind of expensive dessert.
“I want that, Brick. I’ve never done that with anyone. I want it to be you. I want tofeelyou. Please give me this.”
“You are a fucking dream,” he whispered fervently.
“Just one thing,” she said as he took his shaft in his hand and lined the thick tip up against her entrance like a kiss, a promise. It was enough to make her lose her train of thought.
“What one thing?” he asked gruffly. His chest hair tickled her breasts as he inhaled.
“If you try to hold back on me, I will knee you in the balls and then get myself off while I make you watch,” she warned him.
He grinned. An honest-to-god evil smile. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
God, she hoped not.
He pressed against her a little harder, and she shuddered as he eased the first two inches into her. Bare. Raw. No barriers between them.
“You remember the art shop alley?” he whispered against her jaw.
“Uh-huh,” she said on a shuddery breath.
“That was less than two years of blue balls.”
“So?”
“This is a decade and a half. So hang the fuck on.”
“God, I hope you mean that.”
There was no warning. He simply thrust home in one brutal motion, burying himself in her flesh.
“Brick!”
“God damn it, Remi!” His shout echoed in her ears.
Somehow she still hadn’t been prepared for just how much he needed her to take. Stretched to capacity. Maybe even just beyond. There was pain. A jagged edge of it, but there was something much, much stronger. The fullness, thefeelof that thick member breaching her with nothing between them. It was sointimate. Soraw.
Her muscles rippled around the head of his dick, and he groaned through his teeth.
“That’s not all of it, baby. I need you to relax.”
Her laugh was brittle. “Make me.”
He pulled out and rammed himself back in two more times before he was finally fully sheathed in her. Every inch buried in her welcoming pussy. Joined.
Neither of them moved as they both struggled to get used to the new sensations. Remi felt as if she was being split in half. Yet the pleasure, the joy, the rightness of Brick’s body joining hers was unimaginable.
It was so perfect it hurt her heart. All those years of wanting this exact moment, and now that it was here, now that it was more beautiful than even she could have imagined, it was too much.
Her breath was coming in short pants as she struggled to relax around him.
“Baby, I swear to fuck if you have an attack right now,” he groaned into her neck.
He was sweating from the effort to hold back. She needed him to let loose inside her. Needed to be the place all of him was welcomed. And for that to happen, she had to relax.
She forced a breath and then another one. On the third, he gave a strangled kind of moan and slowly pulled nearly all the way out.
The relief from the pressure she expected never came. She only felt empty again. “Brick. Please.”
