Page 80 of Every Breath

“I love you, Mason,” she whispered.

“I love you, too, Brandi. You have no idea how much.” He kissed her on the side of the neck, although he continued to fuck her with his fingers. His hand was no longer enough. She was so damn hot and she wanted his cock. She wanted to feel the thrust of him inside of her.

“Fuck me now! I can’t take this anymore.”

“I’m so damn hard, I thought I was going to burst at any minute. You have that effect on me, you know.”

“I know, because you have the same effect on me. Now stop talking and give me some of that beautiful cock of yours. My pussy is getting lonely.”

“Undo my pants.”

Brandi eagerly complied, quickly unbuckling his belt, undoing his button, and unzipping his pants. She then pushed everything down his hips and his cock popped out.

Mason’s breath caught in his throat as her hands slid over her his cock, lightly stroking it. Damn, she was beautiful. He loved this woman more than life itself, and he didn’t know what he had done to deserve her. She was gorgeous, sexy, sweet, and only she could give him the hugest hard-on imaginable. At work, he would find himself daydreaming about how much he wanted her, and his cock would instantly spring to life.

Mason refused to admit he fully intended to pull over to the side of the road before they got home and that her taunting had nothing to do with it. His horniness was too overwhelming to deny.

He lifted her up against the car and hiked her dress to her waist. Too impatient to pull her panties down her thighs, he ripped them off and tossed them aside.

“Mason, those were expensive!” she exclaimed, but she didn’t really sound that angry about it.

“Not anymore,” he growled before he plunged into her pussy. They both gasped at the same time. The exquisite sensation of her cunt wrapped around his cock was like no other feeling. She was so damn tight and wet that he didn’t know how much longer he would be able to hold out.

Every time they made love, it always felt like the first time. Mason knew that he would never get tired of being inside of her. Brandi wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

“Yes! This is what I’ve been waiting for,” she cried out, gyrating her hips against the thrust of his cock.

“You feel so good, Brandi. You have got the best pussy ever,” he moaned.

“And you have the best cock. Fuck me harder, Mason. Make me yours.”

“You are mine, and I am yours,” he said as he plunged roughly into her pussy, giving it to her exactly how she liked it. For such a tiny woman, Brandi gave as good as she got.

Thunderbolts of sensation danced along his nerves, heightening the sensations of the moment. He loved the feel of Brandi’s fingers running through his hair, and the way she pressed kisses into his neck as he continued to plunge in and out of her. Mason was drowning in an ocean of lust and he didn’t want to be rescued.

“You’re so sexy, Brandi. You’re my little chocolate pocket Venus.”

“You’re my white knight,” she murmured.

He increased the pace of his thrusts, going faster and deeper, and Brandi worked her body over his, matching him stroke for stroke. Mason gripped her ass in his palms and plunged deeper still.

“Oh, God, Mason, I’m so close!”

“So am I.”

Each thrust pushed him closer to the edge. He was on fire and when he felt her pussy tighten around his cock and she screamed. He could no longer hold in his own explosive climax. His seed shot up her channel, and she went limp in his arms.

Mason pressed her body against the car, resting his head against her shoulder. He could hear the erratic beating of her heart that matched his own frenzied beating.

“I won’t ever accuse you of being all talk again.” She laughed.

“I told you I was a man of action.”

“I can’t wait to get home.”

“Are you ready for it again? You’re insatiable.” He chuckled.

“Only insatiable for you.”

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