Page 100 of The Breaking Point

I was close to coming. I could feel my balls drawing up. But I could tell by the tightness of Grace’s pussy that she was close to coming a second time. I reached down between us and rubbed her clit for her.

“Come on my cock, baby girl,” I crooned. “Show me how much you want me.”

Grace’s eyes were glassy. She was so far gone that I had a feeling she didn’t even know her own name. I kept fucking her, harder and harder, my thumb relentless on her clit.

Then she came with a long, loud scream, even louder than during her first orgasm. Her entire body was wracked with shudders.

As she came, my orgasm hit me. I let out a shout as I came, filling up the condom with cum I wished I could’ve left inside Grace’s sweet pussy.

I rolled off Grace and collapsed, panting and dizzy. My cock was still twitching. I pulled Grace into my arms and held her close.

“Oh, wow,” Grace was saying as she began coming off her high. “Holy crap, Brady.”

I chuckled, my voice hoarse. “You could say that again.”

“Is it always like that?”

I kissed her sweetly. “No, baby, it’s not,” I said honestly. “I’ve never had sex that good in my entire life.”

Grace looked smug.

Me? I was fuckingterrified.

What have I unleashed inside us both?

GRACE

I woke up to Brady watching me. Shyness made me blush.

“Was I drooling?” I asked, wiping my mouth.

Brady chuckled. “No. You just looked so beautiful while you slept.”

“Oh. Really?” If his expression weren’t so serious, I would’ve thought he was teasing me.

After we’d had sex, we’d both fallen asleep quickly. I’d been surprised at how comfortable I’d been sleeping in the same bed with a man. I’d never done that before.

“During Christmas one year, you fell asleep on the couch after we’d opened presents and eaten,” said Brady as he brushed my hair from my face. “I found you like that. I thinkWhite Christmaswas playing on the TV. You looked so peaceful that I watched you for a while.”

My eyes widened. “Seriously?”

Now, Brady was the one who looked embarrassed. “Yeah. Crazy, right? Maybe I shouldn’t have told you that.”

“No, I think it’s sweet. But did you like me back then? I thought you only saw me as a younger sister when we were teenagers.”

Brady sighed. “You were too young and innocent for me. I was into you, but what could I do about it? Both your dad and your brother would’ve killed me for making a move on you.”

The realization hit me fast. “Is that why you stopped coming around for holidays? Was it because of me?”

“Yeah. I had to put distance between us, even then.”

My heart was pounding so hard that I felt dizzy. I couldn’t believe it. All this time, I’d been convinced that Brady wasn’t interested in me until recently.

But I’d been wrong. He’d just thought he couldn’t pursue me. So he’d given me the cold shoulder.

I punched him in the arm, making him yelp.

“What the hell was that for?” he demanded.

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