No, I think.No, they haven’t.
I’m thoroughly worn out. Perfectly sated, and it takes several minutes for me to calm down. My skin is sticky with sweat that Brody bends to lick away from between my breasts. His movements slow and he pulls his fingers out of me, running them along the inside of my thighs.
“Condoms are in the bedside table.” I gesture to the drawer on my left. My arm feels like it weighs a thousand pounds. “Whenever you’re ready.”
“Not yet. Move up the bed,” he says. I squint and shift across the mattress, every movement grueling and exhausting. Brody pushes up on his knees and pulls his briefs down. “Open your mouth.”
I part my lips. He moves to me, a hand wrapped around his length while he gives himself a rough stroke. I whimper when he rests the head of his cock on my tongue, the taste of pre-cum greeting me.
I close my mouth and he rocks forward. I moan around his shaft and he puts a hand on the wall, grunting when I lick him from base to tip.
“What do I have to do to get you to fuck me, Brody?” I say when he pulls all the way out. “Tell you that you’re the best I’ve ever had?” I reach for his balls and cup them in my palm. He almost topples over, his groan echoing around us. I smirk. “Because you are.”
FIVE
BRODY
I’ve diedand gone to heaven.
Maybe it’s hell, because I’m sure there will be consequences to all of this, but I really don’t give a shit.
I can’t bring myself to care when Hannah is blinking up at me with pretty eyes and asking me to fuck her.
I put a hand on the back of her head, tracing her jaw with my knuckles. “Glad to know having my cock in your mouth is the way to keep you from insulting my age.”
Her grin is coy when she tilts her head to the side and swirls her tongue over the head. I groan, my restraint splitting in half when she scratches her nails down the front of my thighs.
I’d love to finish in her mouth. I’d love to see my cum on her lips and watch her swallow it down. Or maybe on her chest, decorating her tits. I blow out a breath knowing there’s no way in hell I’m going to be satisfied with having her just one time.
“There are other ways to keep me quiet.” Hannah touches my balls again, and my groan turns wild. I grip her hair so tightly I’m sure I’m hurting her, but she doesn’t complain. “I want you inside me, Brody.”
“Last time you were tested?” I ask, trying to be responsible. We need to have this conversation before we do anything else. Before she obliterates all of my brain cells.
“Recently, and everything came back negative. I haven’t been with anyone since. I’m also on birth control.”
“Me too. Negative. No one since.” I pull out of her mouth and reach for the bedside table. I almost knock over a glass of water when I tug on the drawer, grabbing the box of condoms she mentioned and ripping it open. Foil packets go everywhere. I hold one up, my eyes meeting hers. “I need to hear you say you want me to fuck you, Hannah.”
“Brody.” She sits up, legs open wide, and I can’t miss the wet spot on her sheets she left behind after her orgasm. I swear I’m going to think about the sounds she makes when she comes for the rest of my life. “I want you so badly. Don’t you want me?”
“Yeah.” My voice cracks. “What—how—” I swallow. “Tell me your favorite position.”
“I like being on top,” Hannah says. She pats the pillows, switching places with me. “For round two, maybe you can fuck me from behind.”
“A second round is optimistic. I have a feeling you’re going to be the death of me.” I adjust my position, stretching out on her bed and reaching for her. “Come here.”
She moves, straddling me. Her thighs press against mine, and I sigh. Her body is warm and soft andperfect. I put a hand on her waist, my thumb running over her hip bone. Hannah hovers above me, then lowers herself slightly, the ultimate tease.
“It’s, ah, been a while for me.” My grip on her tightens when she leans forward to kiss my cheek. One lift of my hips and I’d be buried in her.How fucking reckless. “No judging.”
“I’d never judge my elders. That’s disrespectful,” she whispers, gasping when I give her clit a light tap. “Brody.”
“I might need to take you over my knee.” My hands move to her ass, cupping both round cheeks. Her muscles are solid from years of being an athlete, and she has the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen. “Would you like that?”
“Maybe I would,Daddy,” she teases, whining when I give her ass a hard smack.
“You can’t say that to me.”
“Why? Because you like it too much?”
