Page 123 of Pucking Revenge

“Yes,” she shouts, clenching down on me.

“That’s my girl.” Taking the cue, I pick up the pace, pounding inside her. “Squeeze me, crazy girl. Make me fill that hole until you’re dripping. Look at you. You love this. You’re panting and greedy, all because my cock is in your ass.”

“Yes, Brooks. I love it.”

I bat her hand away and slap her clit, and she shatters beneath me again, her second orgasm blending with the first. That’s all it takes to prompt mine. I close my eyes and clench my jaw as I unload inside her.

When I open my eyes, she’s watching me, jaw slack and her blue eyes hazy. “That was…”

I suck in a breath. “I know.” Gently, I slip out of her. With a soft squeeze of her thigh, I hop off the bed and head to the bathroom.

When I return with a damp washcloth for her, she’s already walking toward me. “Shower with me, baby.”She grasps my hand and leads me back into the bathroom.

Once the water is running, I pull her into my chest and hold her while we wait for it to warm. The steam that billows out and surrounds us calms my muscles and my pounding heart.

“I could fall asleep in your arms,” I whisper, dropping a kiss to her forehead.

Sara looks up at me, her gaze trusting and sure. “Promise?”

Without hesitation, I brush my lips to hers. “For the rest of our lives.”

FORTY-TWO

BROOKS

Sara: Meet me in the laundry room.

Me: Why does that sound dirty?

Sara: Because I’m me. But seriously. I’m all by myself. This place is creepy.

Me: Be down in five.

Sara: Great. I’ll just sit on the dryer and wait.

Me: Sara.

Sara: What?

Me: You better not be naked when I walk in there.

Sara: Oh. Hmm. But all my clothes are wet.

Me: Crazy girl, if the guys walk in and see you, I can’t be held accountable for what I’ll do to them.

Sara: I put a sign up. The laundry room is closed for the next thirty minutes. Hurry Brooks. Don’t want me to get wrinkly.

Me: Why would you get wrinkly?

Sara: Because I’m wet!

Me: Get me out of here now.

Sara: Is there a problem, Brookie?

Me: You can’t jam a fucking plug in my ass while giving me a blow job and then expect me to sit through a press conference. Get me out of here.

Sara: Can we watch Christmas movies?

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