Page 73 of Before We Were Us

“Is that so?”

“Seriously,” Taylor interrupts our interaction and both Brynn and I look at her. Her nose wrinkles up, and her eyes are narrowed. “Fine, the two of you are happy and horny. You’re gonna get it on and have an incredible time doing it.” She rolls her eyes. “Some of us are horny and still going to bed alone, so please, don’t rub it in.”

I hide my smile on the side of Brynn’s neck.

“Maybe we should take this somewhere else.” Brynn pushes against me and we both step back. “Marco,” Brynn points to her friend, “she’s horngry.” She laughs at her own joke.

“And what am I supposed to do about that?” Marco’s eyes go wide. “She isn’t packing anything I’m willing to unwrap.”

Brynn shrugs, linking her fingers with mine as we leave the banquet room and she walks toward the elevator. Side by side we stand, as others join us. My body hums with energy, and Brynn looks over and smiles like she knows exactly what I’m thinking.

As we step inside the elevator I guide her to the back corner, putting her body in front of mine. With my hands firmly gripping her hips I grind against her from behind and she wiggles her ass.

Biting the side of her neck she moans before faking a cough to hide her reaction.

“When we get to the room,” I whisper next to her ear, “leave the shoes on.”

Again I flex my hips as I imagine her legs wrapped around me as I drive into her. “I’m not even sure I’ll be able to wait for you to get out of this dress.”

She laughs but honestly I’m losing control with each second that passes.

We hit a patch tonight where I know she doubted us, but that’s over, because I’m never going to give her a reason to again.

She’s all I want, everything I need and right now nothing sounds better than ending our night with me deep inside of her.

forty-six

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Brynnlee

Climbing over Jensen I straddle his waist and position him as I sink down onto him. Instantly his hands go to my hips and grip them, and he growls. His eyes are still closed, but his body is very much awake.

Slowly I begin to move, taking him deeper before pulling back. His fingers dig into my flesh as he grabs me tight. Every part of my body is alive.

He showed up at my place last night, well after I’d fallen asleep and Taylor let him in. I felt him curl up behind me and pull me close before he sighed contently.

I was too tired to react, but seeing him there the second I opened my eyes this morning I couldn’t control myself.

“Fuck.” His voice is deep and sleep filled as he lifts his hips to meet mine. His movements quicken as he glides his hands upward cupping my breasts. Kneading them he pinches my nipples and his eyes slowly open. “This is an amazing way to be woken up.” His lip curls upward and he holds me tight, pushing inside of me as deep as he can.

Then without warning he flips me over and lifts one of my legs, hooking it over his hip. Pushing in hard, my back arches and he doesn’t pause.

“You feel so good,” he growls out. Grinding himself into me I can feel myself building toward release. “Perfect,” he mumbles while continuing to move.

Jensen pumps his hips, switching to long strokes, practically pulling himself all the way out of me. I feel empty, but before I can say a word he is once again filling me over and over.

My breaths quicken, my heart races and my stomach tightens and my thighs shake.

“So close.” I’m right on the cusp.

“Let go,” Jensen coaxes, “I need to feel you, baby.” He grinds against me once me and I start to fall over the edge. “Yes, fuck yes!”

He slams into me, and I can feel him twitch, his entire body trembling.

“Fuck,” he huffs, sounded winded and spent. “Now I need a nap.” He chuckles and I smile with my face buried against his shoulder.

Climbing out of the taxi, I adjust my strapless dress and fluff my hair. Taylor and Marco climb out to join me. Stepping up onto the curb we walk toward the front entrance of the club.

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