Page 19 of Chosen By Love

Our clothes disappeared. Brett consumed me. I couldn’t think or talk. All I felt was him on me, in me, all around me.

Brett devoured my mouth in a kiss so loving that I felt it down to my soul. I attempted to disentangle my arms from around his corded neck, but he brought me back to him. I could feel his dick hardening inside my core again. My eyes widened in surprise.

Even though it had been years ago, I don’t remember Shawn being this enthusiastic in our sexual relationship. I always felt like I needed more after having sex with him.

“Come back to me,” Brett peppered soft kisses on my face. “You got that faraway look in your eyes,” Brett’s green gaze delved into mine.

Damn, this man was so tuned into my inner emotions.

I tightened my arms around his neck and placed a kiss against his lips. “You have all of me,” I muttered. “I just can’t believe how much you want me,” I admitted honestly.

Brett let out a low, deep rumble and rolled his hips slowly grinding deeper inside me.

“I will always want you like this, sweetheart. You are not only beautiful, but you’re sexy as fuck. Anyone that made you feel otherwise can go to hell,” he said and places his lips against mine.

“I love kissing you.” Brett’s growly voice sent shivers up and down my spine. “Rebecca, Do you know how much I think about tasting that sweet pussy of yours?” Brett asked.

If I had been lighter, I’m sure I would be as red as a beet by now. “No,” I replied softly.

“Well, you know now,” Brett said and slid into my slick heat a little deeper.

He was molding me, making all of his erection fit inside. He trailed long nimble fingers against my cheeks, he cupped my face and kissed me again.

I adored the way Brett made me feel. I could become addicted just in the way he kissed me alone. I could feel my heart opening up and making room for him to set up home. I can’t even begin to explain how I’m falling so deep for Brett. I don’t want to put the brakes on.

“Brett,” I moaned against his lips, sifting my fingers through the silken strands of his close-cropped black hair. He grunted and deepened the kiss, his tongue intertwined with mine as he continuously pumped in and out of me. Brett slowly pulled his lips away, brushed his lips against my neck before trailing lower to take a hard nipple into the warmth of his mouth.

“Brett,” I wailed. “I’m… oh, God… I’m cumming again.” My body tenses, and I feel the world explode around me as I cum for the third time.

I can feel Brett grin against my breast.

“I love the way you feel when you cum around my cock. I could live in this sweet pussy of yours forever.”

“I want you to cum again!” I cried out as my pussy throbbed and convulsed.

“There’s no doubt I’m cumming, sweetheart.” Brett’s pumps lifted me off the sofa as he cupped my ass cheeks into his hands. He slams into me harder and harder. My head fell back as he pummeled me. I felt each of his strokes to the foundation of my soul.

Soon Brett rumbled out his release. The sensual way his green stare held mine made a fourth orgasm ricochet through my body.

I could feel every pulse and throb of Brett’s dick as his hot seed splashed against my walls.

“Fuck, sweetheart.” Brett’s head fell against my shoulder. My hands can’t help but caress his muscular back and shoulders.

My heart hammered against my chest. I knew without uncertainty. I had fallen in love with Brett Collins—my boss.

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