Page 73 of Where You Belong


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He’s so …big.The first time we had sex, I thought he was going to split me in two. This isn’t going to be any different, and I’m so ready, so turned on.

“I need you to breathe for me.” He brushes his lips over mine again and his free hand pushes into my hair, softly combing my curls. “Take a breath, Jules.”

I do, and his eyes soften.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

His whispered words bring tears to my eyes. I can’t help it. This is the first time we’ve been likethisin so long, and I didn’t think I’d ever have him like this again.

It’s everything.

“No tears.” He rubs his nose against my own as he sinks another inch inside me, and we both moan. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight.”

I lift my hips, taking more of him, and he grits his teeth.

“Jules.”

“I’m right here.”

“I need to pound into you, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

With a happy sigh, I drag my hands up and down his back.This is my man.I always loved how intense and rough Brooks gets. “Hurt me, handsome. Fuck me until I’m bruised and sore and I can’t walk tomorrow.”

His face hardens, his eyes darken, sending a thrill through me, and with his forehead on mine, he starts to move, pushing the rest of the way inside me, pausing there, and then pulling out again.

Before I can form a thought, he slams back inside, balls deep, and I cry out. My back bows off the bed, andholy shit, I want more.

“Is that what you want, greedy girl?”

“Yes!”

He repeats the motion, pulls out and then slams back in, grinding his pubis against my clit and making me cry out again.Holy shit.

“Take it, baby,” he growls against my neck. “Take all of this big fucking cock.”

“Oh God.”

He’s moving faster now. He finds a hard, punishing rhythm that makes my breath catch and sets my body onfire.

I can’t get enough.

It’ll never be enough.

“Brooks—”

“That’s right. Say my fucking name. Who’s fucking this gorgeous pussy right now?”

“Brooks.” The word is broken, choked out through ragged breaths, and it makes him growl and move faster. Harder.

He lifts on his knees, spreads me wider, and presses his thumb to my clit as he continues to pound into me mercilessly, his eyes pinned to where we’re joined together.

“Oh God!” I clamp around him, my walls shuddering, on the verge of a blinding climax.

“Did I say you can come?” His voice is demanding, hard.

I shake my head, unable to form words.

“Hold on, Wildfire. Don’t youdarefucking come.”