Page 11 of Chosen By Love

“Are you healthy now?” Brett asked as he continued to trace the outline of my scar.

“Yes,” I said slowly.

Brett kissed my scar once more, then traced it with his tongue before lifting his gaze to mine. “Thank God!” he replied as his green stare delved into mine.

He kissed his way back up to my mouth. His tongue began to swirl with mine when I let out a relieved sigh. Brett’s hands roved over my back as our kiss deepened. I placed my hands on his shoulders as his hand began to move around and up to my breasts. I sucked in a breath when he tweaked a pebbled nipple between his fingers. Brett took the other nipple into the warm cavity of his mouth and laved it with his tongue. Pleasure ricochet through my body and settled in my core.

A whine escaped my mouth as his tongue circled my nipple, and I let out another moan when his teeth bit down. My nails dug into his muscular shoulders.

Brett’s mouth abruptly left my breast, and he trailed hot kisses against my neck. I placed one hand on the vast expanse of his chest, the other in his hair to grip his silken strands.

Brett lifted his head and planted his mouth against mine once again. The low rumble of grunts emerged from his throat. Every nerve in my body is tuned into this man. I loved the way he kissed me.

“Rebecca,” Brett’s deep, sexy voice caused me to tremble as he muttered my name in my ear, and his hand slipped between my thighs. His fingers swept against the opening of my slick folds, and his finger began to fiddle with my clit. I moaned and grabbed his muscular forearms.

I knew it wouldn’t be long before I lost control when Brett slid a finger inside my wet aching core. I closed my eyes, and a long breath escaped. He added another finger inside my wetness, and I wailed.

“Do you like that?” Brett asked as he sucked my earlobe into the warmth of his mouth.

“Oh my, yes!” I answered, panting.

Brett’s manipulations were causing havoc in my body. It had been so long since I experienced this kind of pleasure. Self-pleasuring paled in comparison to what Brett was making me feel.

“Your body belongs to me,” Brett grunted.

“Yes!” I immediately replied.

Brett started to move his nimble fingers in and out of my slickness, my entire body is on the precipice of exploding. My heart hammered incessantly against my chest. My pussy pulsed and my hips rose up and down off the bed. My mouth opened, letting out a loud moan as my orgasm rose, and splintered into combustible pleasure.

“That’s it, baby, cum for me.” Brett’s fingers delve deeper, another sudden swell of pleasure overcame me, and I let out a cry of satisfaction. Brett’s lips crashed against mine, I kissed him back, finding great delight is his fiery kisses.

Finally, Brett’s fingers abandoned me, I whimpered out a protest.

“We are just getting started,” Brett assured me.

I moaned when his finger brushed against my clit. Our kiss deepened, and then he pulled away to trail heated kisses up my neckline.

“Fuck, let me grab a condom,” he said.

I watched him cover his impressive length. My pussy quivered with the anticipation of feeling his cock deep inside me. Brett came back and bowed over me. The tip of his erection touched against the inside of my upper thigh as he placed himself against my core.

“Brett!” I moaned his name.

“Are you ready for me, sweetheart?” he asked as his fiery green stare landed on my face.

“Oh God, yes.”

“I’m ready for you, too,” he grunted. “I’ve been ready for this—for so long.”

“Me too,” I admitted softly.

“Shit!” Brett muttered as his lips slammed down on mine, and then Brett started to push himself inside my slick heat. I was surprised by the pinching pain as the tip of his shaft slid in deeper, and I gasped.

“Am I hurting you?” Brett asked, stopping his movement.

“No, just keep going.”

“Rebecca, I don’t want to hurt you. I can go slower if you need me to.”

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