Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Grabbing her waist and taking her with me, I change our positions. Once I’m on my back, Brooke looks down with her hair in a tangled disarray. Any other woman I’ve been with would hate looking as she does on top of me, but Brooke makes it beautiful.“Ride me,” I demand, using my hands to guide her hips into a torturously slow motion.When her body bends, she blankets mine, but holds me inside her with care. Her hands squeeze the straining muscles of my arms and she uses them to brace herself. I feel her mouth at my chest again; kissing, licking, searching. When she takes my nipple and bites, I jolt with its provocation. Taking Brooke drunk was considered paradise. Taking Brooke sober is fucking heaven. Sitting up, she removes my shirt from her body and tosses it to the side. With her chest on full display, she runs her hands up her body to touch herself as I lay under her and watch.“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I hiss, lifting my hips from the bed to drive deeper. Brooke licks her lips again, this time with a knowing smirk.“Touch yourself,” I instruct. Doing as she’s told, I watch with rapt attention as she trails her fingers to her clit. Her insides spasm around my cock in reaction, and I’ve reached the point that I can’t take much more. “Brock,” she moans, looking to the ceiling and rocking back and forth with fiery greed. “Shit, I’m—”“Fuck!” I bite out. Grabbing her hips, I toss her over and adjust her beneath me again. Pounding into her with relentless thrusts, she scans my face with an intensity I can’t understand. “Don’t stop,” she orders as her legs wrap around my waist, where she locks her ankles together. Without wanting to ever get away, I continue pulsing in and out of her with deep and penetrable pushes and pulls. In and out, quick and quiet.“Goddamn it,” I bark. “Fucking hell, wait.”She doesn’t. Instead, Brooke’s body further ignites, pushing me to the brink again and again before spiraling me into releasing all I have. Somehow it’s happened. Somewhere it’s real. Both karma and fate are looking down on me and laughing their mother fucking asses off.