I didn’t think I’d ever felt him so hard. I rubbed the pre-cum seeping
from the tip all over his cock as he moaned in my ear. “I need you now. I need
to fuck your hot cunt now.”
I muttered in agreement. He lifted me so I could
wrap my legs around his waist and slid inside me with one thrust. I cried out
as he filled me, and my head fell back against the wall. He thrust hard inside
me, deep. His gripped my ass as he moved quicker. “Fuck, baby, I am not going
to last long. Come with me.” He moved a hand between us, his thumb on my clit.
“Yes,” I whispered harshly into his ear as I came
hard around his cock, milking him, my sex pulsing hard around him. He thrust
one more time and emptied deep into my womb with a harsh breath. He stayed
there for a minute, trying to compose himself. His chest heaved against me as
he tried to catch his breath.
He helped me stand up and then put his cock away
while I straightened my skirt. He cupped my face and kissed me softly. “Fuck,
baby, that was hot. You are fucking amazing.”
I kissed him softly. “You are pretty sexy yourself. And
yes, that was hot. Can we go home now please?”
He nodded and took my hand, running his thumb over
my knuckles. “Yes, time to go home. Then time for a shower. And then, I am
going to go down on you until you beg for mercy.”
I gasped and clenched my thighs together. This time
I dragged him out the door. I couldn’t wait to get home.
Chapter 7
When we got back to my place, Brett couldn’t keep
his hands off me. We headed to the shower, where he licked my pussy and
fingered my ass until I screamed with my orgasm. Afterward, we headed to the
bedroom. I definitely had experience with many different positions besides
missionary now.
Four orgasms and a second shower later, we were
sitting in my living room eating a pizza. We had worked up quite an appetite
tonight. He leaned back casually in his boxers while I sat with my feet tucked
under me, wearing his favorite faded Green Bay Packer t-shirt.
“Tonight was amazing, baby.” I smiled almost shyly
at him as I took a drink of my water.
He gave me a wicked grin. “Damn straight it was!”
I felt my cheeks get warm. “You enjoyed watching me
with that girl, didn’t you?”
“ Fuckin’A I did. Hottest
thing I have ever seen.” He set his plate down. “Babe, remember that time that
I mentioned me watching you with another guy?”
I swallowed my pizza and nodded. “I do. Why?”
He pulled me close. “Well, I’ve been thinking about
it and watching you tonight makes me realize how much I want that. I love to
watch your pleasure. And I love to watch you come.”
I squeezed my thighs together at his words.
“Wouldn’t you get jealous?”
He ran a hand through his hair. “I’ve given it a lot
of thought. If I controlled the situation - picked someone for you and was
there, I don’t think I would. Would it bother you to have another man touch
you?”
I thought for a second. I wasn’t sure. He got me so
hot I hadn’t even thought about another man’s hands on me in months. “I don’t
know. If you were there with me, with someone you had picked for me, I don’t
think so.”
“Well, what if I told you that I knew someone
interested?”
I pulled away a little and looked at him. “What?”
“Remember when we ran into that buddy of mine a
couple of weeks ago? And we hung out for a bit? Sebastian?”
I moved away from him as I thought about it. I
remembered his long, jet black hair he kept tied back and his baby blue eyes
that looked at me as if he was undressing me with them. I had even mentioned to
Jillian that if I wasn’t taken, I would so hit that.
“Yes, I remember him,” I stammered, my cheeks warm.
“What? Did he hit on you?” He grabbed my arm.
I shook my head. “No, not at all. I just remember
him. And he’s hot,” I