Page 118 of Where You Belong


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My girl is in there. Naked. Wet. Perfect.

I need to get my hands on her.

“Baby, I’m coming in there. I don’t want to startle you.”

I open the glass door and find her smiling at me.

“You don’t always have to?—”

“Yeah, I do.” I grab the loofah out of her hands and take over, gently washing her perfect body. Her pink nipples pucker, and she bites that lip.

“I’m so exhausted, you would think that I wouldn’t eventhinkabout sex,” she says quietly, dragging her fingertip over the ridges of my stomach.

“But?”

“But here you are, so damn hot, with a dick that dreams are made of and?—”

Not giving her the chance to say anything else, I drop the loofah and plant my hands on her thighs, lifting her. She wraps her legs around my waist as I push her up against the tile and kiss her sweet lips.

“You want my cock, Wildfire?” I growl against her lips and rub my hard dick through her wet slit, making her grin.

“Always.” She wiggles her hips. “Ialwayswant you. Even when I’m so tired, that I can’t keep my eyes open.”

“That’s my girl.” I grin against her lips and then push the crown inside her, and her pretty blue eyes widen. “Talk to me, baby.”

“It’s …fuck, it’s just so damn good.” She starts to close her eyes, but I slip a hand up and wrap it around her throat, not squeezing off her air, just holding her.

“Eyes always on me, Juliet.”

I slide in the rest of the way, my pubic bone grinding on her clit, making her squeeze me like a goddamn vise, and we both groan.

“You fill me up in every single way.”

Resting my forehead against hers, I start to move. Not fast and wild like we usually are, not hard enough to leave a bruise.

This is tender.

This islove.

“You’re so damntight,” I breathe, and feel tingles run down my spine. “Baby, I need you to come for me.”

Her pussy flutters around my dick, and every muscle in her body tightens.

“That’s it. Fuck, you’re so gorgeous when you come. Whose pussy is this, Juliet?”

“Yours.”

“Say it again.”

“I’myours, Brooks. Oh God!” She shatters in my arms, so perfectly that I’m helpless to do anything but follow her over, grinding into her until my cum is dripping out of her and down my legs.

It’s fucking amazing.

“Bed,” she murmurs, resting her head on my shoulder. “Must sleep.”

“Let me clean you up real quick, baby. Can you stand for me?”

“Maybe.”