Page 103 of The Bro-code

I would kiss her neck and hold her close while she rode her orgasm.

And then, after she calmed down, I’d grind my hips against that perfect butt, making her feel what she does to me.

I would tease her again until she told me that she wants me just as much as I want her.

She would only have to ask once and I’d give her everything. My heart has been hers from the first time I saw her, all she’d need now is my body.

I would lower my sweatpants, freeing my hard, aching cock.

I wouldn’t enter her straight away, I would rub my shaft against her gorgeous, wet pussy from behind until I couldn’t take it anymore.

The second I plunged into her… Jesus.

I’ve been imagining the way she would feel around me countless times. Every time I jerked off in the past year, if I have to be honest.

Bay would be warm, soft, wet and so fucking tight.

Her pussy would fit me like a snug, silky glove.

I would savor the feeling of being inside her for a few moments, resisting the urge to move.

She would protest, grinding herself against me and that would make me lose it.

I would withdraw from her almost completely and then take her again and again.

Just at the thought of that, my cocks throbs with painful awareness that we’re so close to her and yet so fucking far.

But in my fantasy, I’d fuck her slow and deep at first. She would beg me for more, moaning my name, squeezing me so tight that I’d be scared of coming too soon.

I would keep that slow, intense pace until we both couldn’t take it anymore and then…

Fuck, then I would slam into her hard, over and over. Balls deep, so fucking deep that we wouldn’t know where she ends and I begin.

My hard, relentless thrusts would cause my balls to hit the outer walls of her pussy.

Every hit would reverberate to her clit and oh my God.

Bay would pant and gasp, writhing against me, begging me not to stop until she snapped again.

The second I felt her coming all over my cock, I would go with her.

My movements would still and I would fill her with my release, giving her every last drop of my pleasure while she rides hers.

Usually after I come, all I want is some distance between me and my partner. That’s where disposing of the condom is the perfect excuse to get up and walk away.

Bay and I wouldn’t use a condom, we would want nothing between us. With her, I’d have no desire to get away. I would stay inside her while my body allowed me to.

Then I would kiss her and hold her and tell her that I love her.

We would fall asleep together, wrapped up in each other.

“Cole?” she murmurs, stirring in her sleep. “I love you.”

It isn’t the first time she says it to me and I just wish she meant it in a different way. Not as her best friend. I wish her ‘I love you’ meant I’m everything to her like she is to me.

“I love you too, baby.”

JAGGER

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