Page 66 of Before We Were Us

“Does this mean that you’re staying over?” Sliding my hands over her slick hips I step closer and she tips her head back. The warm water runs over her hair and cascades down her back, her lips part and her nipples harden. I can only watch her as my entire body reacts to the vision. She is so incredibly beautiful.

“Can I stay?” Finally Brynn responds lowering her chin as her eyes lock with mine.

“Baby, you can always stay with me, that’s not even a question.”

She places her hands on my chest, slowly dragging her palms over me. My mind is racing, my pulse quickens. Lower and lower, her hands move over my stomach and along my upper thighs. My stomach tightens and I curl my toes into the tiled floor.

Reaching out I place one hand onto the shower wall as her fingers wrap around my cock and she begins to stroke. “Mm.” My teeth dig into my lower lip and I thrust my hips forward chasing the friction.

Unable to remain still, I reach out and hook the back of her neck with my hand, fisting her hair and pulling her in toward me. My mouth covers hers and I mimic the movement of my hips, tasting her, and I explore her mouth. Brynn breaks our kiss and before I get the chance to ask her where she’s going she drops to her knees and takes me into her mouth.

My knees grow weak.

I’m mesmerized by the way her mouth works me over. Brynn takes me in deep, before pulling back ever so slow only to repeat the motions all over again. She looks fucking incredible.

My stomach tightens, my hands fist her hair and I can feel myself building closer and closer.

“I’m so close,” I warn her and she doesn’t slow down. In fact, her movements pick up and I fight my release but then Brynn goes in for the kill and I throw my head back, trying not to slip to the floor. She makes a humming sound as I let go and I am in complete awe of her as she takes every last drop I have to offer.

I lay next to Brynn on the air mattress in the middle of the den. It’s early, the sun hasn't even risen yet. I watch her sleep, as she lay on her stomach. Until now I’ve never considered a woman’s back sexy. But Brynn is so incredible that I'm pretty sure there isn’t one single inch of her I wouldn’t find beautiful.

This time last month I could say I never thought I’d be right here doing this very thing. The shit with Chrissy had dragged out for so long, I never thought I’d get away from it. And Brynn, I’d screwed that up and had lost hope of ever getting it back.

Careful not to wake her, I lift away the strand of hair that is hanging over her eyes, fighting the urge to kiss her pouty lips.

She looks so peaceful and relaxed, I feel it too. The ease of us, the way we can be just as we are and not feel like the other shoe is about to drop. I love the comfort I feel with Brynn. It’s an instant feeling I got, the no bullshit needed, no games.

This right here, the content feeling flowing through me, it's something I want to hold on to and feel forever.

Without being able to stop myself any longer, I lean in and press a kiss to her shoulder. Brynn makes the sweetest little sound and I smile against her, before kissing her once again.

My body is already reacting to the simple touch.

I feel her move beneath me, starting to roll onto her back and as she does she reaches out for me, tugging me in her direction. I go with her, wanting nothing more than to feel her body beneath mine, her legs wrapped around my waist as she looks up at me. The look she gets in her eyes, I’m all man in that moment and feel like I’m the king of the fucking universe. The longing I see there, the fact that it's me triggering such a need. Knowing I’m the one that is making her feel wild and desperate for touch.

Leaning in I kiss along the side of her neck as she lifts her hips, in search of more. I thrust and shift, offering her the friction she is searching for and swallowing her moan as I kiss her deep.

Sliding my hard cock against her, I push harder and rock over her clit.

“Yes,” she gasps, offering me the same movements and I can already tell if we keep this up she will ignite. I’ve never been with a woman that is so responsive. I swear every little touch, every kiss, Brynn feels it from head to toe. She loses control and isn’t afraid to go after exactly what she wants.

Without words, she reaches between us and strokes me once, twice, before positioning me at her entrance.

“I want you inside of me.” She whispers six words that snap the last ounce of control and I pull back then thrust forward.

So warm, and welcoming. The way she grips me tight, and rocks her hips. Thrust for thrust she meets me, fisting my hair as she digs her heels into my ass.

“Is this what you need?”

“Yes.” She grinds forward, as I push in deeper. “God, yes!” Her voice echoes over the empty space, ricocheting off the walls.

Driving forward, knowing she wants it hard, I don’t deny her.

“You feel so fucking good.” I bite her lower lip and tug, curling my toes, doing my best to hold back. I’m not ready for it to end. I never want it to end.

I feel her getting tighter, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. Brynn’s back arches, her movements against me pick up and then she quivers, calling out my name and I have no hope of holding back. Together we fall over that blissful edge, and I swear I fucking see stars.

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