She takes my hot, hard cock into her smooth hand tugging it towards her center. I breathe heavier.
I confess to her. “I have touched myself so many times after I met you.”
“Oh, you did?” She smiles, bringing the tip of my swollen member closer to her slit. I cannot resist pushing my cock forward until it slides over her warm wet pussy. I shift my weight to be on top of her. I kiss and bite the side of her neck and poke her slit with the swollen head of my cock.
“Brooke, I want to be inside of you. My cock needs to be in your warm, tight pussy.”
“Yes. I need you inside me.”
I slide the crown of my cock on her slit, back and forth, teasing her opening. The constant rubbing of my cock with the tip already glistening with my own juice and her wet pussy creates a wet sticky runway of pleasure. I slide on it, up and down.
“Ethan, please I need you to enter me now.” Her honest request barely reaches my brain and speaks straight to my hard cock. I move my hips to push into her.
“You are so tight, Brooke.”
She moans in response, her thighs spread for my cock to enter tight, sweet, wet bliss.
“You feel so good.” She pants, as I slowly press my lucky hard cock into her, the folds of her gorgeous pink flesh envelop me, the walls of her pussy welcome me in warm, tight embrace.
Ah nothing can compare! This is the greatest feeling on earth! The privilege to feel this pleasure from a gorgeous, hot woman like Brooke! I want only to be here!
What is it like to have my cock inside of her? Like my cock is kissed by a thousand tiny tongues of her flesh, each sending its vibrations of pleasure into my hungry cock. The most sensitive and the hungriest part of my cock is my swollen crown, now deep inside of her sucking away the warm, heavenly pleasures, being rewarded by fleshy walls of her pussy. And all this while I am climbing in intensity my blood pumping harder.
“Oh Ethan, you are so big.”
Her cute raspy voice is another fountain of joy.
Being inside of her magnifies everything and multiplies the sensation of touching her mouth, of seeing her round breasts shake in their tight sphere, her nipples taut yet pressed against me; I see and feel these with an increased appreciation, a kiss on her mouth is electric, her stroking my face with her delicate long fingers–a kind of homecoming.
“Does it…does it uh…feel as good to you oh, oh…Ethan?” I love how her question changes to a cry of pleasure. She is moving her hips to mine; we are matching our movements. Every thrust into her is a climb of a thousand steps to the coming peak of pleasure.
“You are driving me insane Brooke.” I growl between my thrusts of joy.
With every thrust she sinks deeper in the bedsheets, taking me with her to a land that is not of this world. I feel her fingers dig into my back, her long slim fingers, digging into me with her nails. As we climb higher her nails dig deeper into my back.
“You are so good, so big,” she pants beneath me. She cries out moving her head from side to side. She knows what I want. She knows I want her to look at me as I fill her, as I thrust into her, as my hips move with her hips. I tease her with repeating slow and deep pushes. I kiss her mouth on her slightly open lips, biting her upper lip, and kissing her beautiful chin. Her head falls back with my kiss, but she brings her head back to look me in the eye. My hips instinctively thrust into her faster.
She charges me onward. “Oh yes there, there, yes there, oh gosh.”
“You feel so good. You are so gorgeous Brooke,” I know that soon I will have no control. Even at this peak, her beautiful body, her sexy voice, her moaning in pleasure makes me grateful. I am thrusting into an endless vastness that cannot be described. The room, the cliff, the beach, Portugal all is left behind in this feeling. I feel her shiver, her eyes open even wider. Her pussy pulsing with a million delicious nibbles on my cock, I feel her coming.
“Oh Ethan!” She digs her nails into me, and brings them down my back, the scratch of pain only adds to my pain as I now release inside of her. The burst of warmth from my cock and the hot squeeze of her walls sends us into an explosion of light. We are like two suns burning with a billion explosions of pleasure, feeling invincible, immortal, everywhere, and nowhere, our climax has no measure, we cannot measure the constant rain of pleasure pelting every part of our bodies, making us one. When the waves recede and I can hear her again, breathing beneath me, I bring my mouth close to her ears. For the first time in my life, I am unafraid to say it.
“I need to be with you. I love you.”
TEAMWORK IN LISBON
BROOKE
Since our time in the Garage, I have had a chance to rejoin the team in Lisbon. It’s amazing how quickly you can travel if you have a helicopter at your disposal. Ethan has already sent Jessica a note explaining that he was using me for planning a designing project at another regional office. Jessica has been too busy working on the cork leather line of Handbags and is simply grateful to have me back.
It does strike me how easy it is for the rich to manipulate the reality of those who work for them.
“Sorry you got stuck in that boring village with a sprained ankle, and then with all the boring project work Brooke! I hope you had some fun on this trip! Ethan Knight said he had you working out of some garage he owns near Alentejo.”
She has no idea!
“Our boy Jake has managed to hit it off with Pam by the way.” She points to the bustling streets visible from the windows of the lobby, “they are out there somewhere; you know what I mean.”