Page 68 of Devoted

I press my lips to his pec, dragging my tongue along his nipple, enticing a moan from him this time. He leans forward and grabs my ass while I explore his torso and raise the temperature between us. I feel his thumbs hook through the waist of my thong as he drags it down my legs, so I help him maneuver the fabric off of me and then resume my position in front of him, reaching for his button on his shorts now and releasing it quickly.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Jess.” The intensity of his stare as I lower his zipper and drag the metal down has my body alive with need for him. I want to take this slow, savor every moment. And then the other part of me can’t wait until he’s buried inside of me.

“I want you, Brooks.” My hand moves inside of his shorts, under his underwear to find his hot and hard length ready for me. My thumb drags through the pre-cum at his tip while my other hand tries to push down the fabric encasing his hips and legs to the floor. Brooks assists me in removing his shorts so when he stands and steps out of them, we’re both completely naked together for the first time.

Two bared bodies. Two bared souls. Two people who are finding solace in each other.

“Lean back,” he directs me as I press one last kiss to his chest, release his dick from my hands, and crawl backwards on the bed. Brooks drops to the floor for a moment to fetch a condom out of his wallet, and then moves up to join me, placing the foil pouch on the bed beside my head.

His mouth moves back to my chest to suck on my nipples again as one of his hands dances across my mound before he drags a finger through my slit that is soaked with my arousal. Just feeling him touch me there sparks the fire inside of me tenfold.

“Touch me, Brooks. Finger me.”

“As you wish, babe.” He tests my readiness, which is clearly indicative right now, and then slowly pushes two fingers inside of me, reaching up and rubbing along that sweet spot that he knows will set me off.

“Brooks…” I mewl, gasping on each intrusion of his fingers into my core.

My body is raging, my hands moving to my other breast that Brooks’ mouth is not attached to at this moment to pinch my nipple and caress the flesh, adding to the sensations that he is eliciting all over my body right now.

“You like that, Jess?”

“Yes, keep going.”

“I never planned on stopping, baby.”

Brooks speeds up the pace of his fingers in time with his tongue, and like the weight of the waves of the ocean, my orgasm slams into me, making me cry out in pleasure.

“Yes!” My voice is so loud, I barely recognize myself before Brooks seals his mouth over mine to quiet my calls.

“Shhhh, baby. That was so fucking hot, but I don’t want us to get kicked out,” he teases, dragging his nose down my cheek and neck, planting kisses along the way.

“I’m sorry, but fuck.”

He chuckles and then reaches for the condom, ripping the foil with ease, and covering his cock in one fluid motion.

“You ready for this, Jess? You can still change your mind.”

I shake my head. “I’m not changing my mind, Brooks. I want this.”

“I want this too, baby. So much.” His lips find mine in a sensual peck before he lines himself up to my entrance and pushes forward, filling me with every inch of him as he pulses and plunges a few times before he reaches my end.

“Oh, God,” I moan when he leans forward, finds my mouth again, and then kisses me intensely while he moves. It’s been a while since I’ve had sex, but this feels different. This is meaningful and worth the wait because the pressure and pleasure building takes me high in a matter of minutes.

“Fuck you feel good, baby. Damn, this was worth it, Jess. You are worth it. Don’t ever think otherwise. I want you. I need you. Every day.” His voice is low and full of need as he thrusts in and out of me, our hands moving and exploring each other as we connect.

“I need you, Brooks.”

Time stands still as he slows down and then speeds up, plunges deep and then makes shallow dives, teasing me and pleasing me until I wound up so tight, I’m itching for my release.

“Sit up,” he commands, pulling out of me and making me miss him instantly. But I follow his directions and wait for the next ones. “Turn around and back up to me.” He sits up on his knees and then guides me to him so my back is to his front and his knees are between my legs. “Lift up for me now,” he whispers and then lines himself up to me once he can feel my entrance. “Now slide back down me, sweetheart.”

And I do—God, do I slide down every delicious inch of him and revel in the feeling of him being so deep inside of me it takes my breath away.

“Oh, my god,” I breathe out before lifting up and sliding back down him, over and over again.

“Fuck yes. Ride me, Jess.” His hands grip my hips and help move me up and down as we chase our release, chase the high. I can feel the sweat on his chest as he moves one hand up to cup my breast and the other between my legs, his fingers rubbing on my clit as he pulls me back towards him, changing the angle of him inside me, which sparks my orgasm. His lips find my neck, peppering my skin with kisses and soft nips as he pushes up into me from beneath before I reach behind and wrap my arm around his neck for leverage as we move together.

“I’m gonna come, Brooks,” I declare, sensing my orgasm is only a few seconds away.

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