Page 15 of Broken Promise

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to blowmy load before we even get started,” he counters.

“This?” I ask, lifting almost all the wayoff him before impaling myself again.

“Jesus,” he groans, the muscles in his neckstraining. “Shit. Stop.”

His hands grip my hips harshly holding me inplace. I love the feel of his hands on me and hope his grip leavesbruises that I can admire later.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“I’m not wearing a condom,” Wesley says witha frown.

“Do you want to put one on?” I don’t wanthim to stop but I ask the question anyway.

“Fuck, no. But we need to be safe.”

“I’m on the pill,” I say. “Isn’t that safeenough?”

He looks conflicted before he flips us overand thrusts into me. “It’ll have to be,” he groans. “I don’t wantanything between us.”

His hips pump, his length touching placesinside me that have me thrashing beneath him.

“I’m never letting you go, Karmen,” he sayskissing me harshly. “This is it for you. I’m it for you.”

His hand slips between us, a single fingercircling my clit, sending additional spears of pleasure through mewhile he continues to thrust into me. My orgasm barrels down on me,stealing my breath as every muscle in my body convulsesviolently.

“That’s it,” he murmurs. “Strangle my cock.Milk every drop of cum out of me.”

My pussy contacts with his dirty words andmy vision dances with colorful spots. Wesley throws his head backand groans loudly as his cock kicks deep inside me and he comesjust as hard as I do.

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Wesley Blake

I turn us until I am once more on the bottomwith my cock still deep inside Karmen’s heat while she fights toregain her breath. Her cheek is pressed against my chest where myheart is hammering.

“I love you,” I say softly, running myfingers through her hair. “I have for years.”

The brilliant smile she gifts me has myheart tripping over its own rhythm. “I love you too.”

I want to say more but my phone rings andreality crashes back.

“How are you holding up, Adam?” I ask when Ianswer.

“Shit,” he says. “But it’s to beexpected.”

“I know, buddy.”

“You need to meet us at the funeral home todiscuss the arrangements.”

“I didn’t know the funeral home was open onSundays.”

“You know what Shane can be like.” Hechuckles. “We have a three o’clock appointment.”

I check my watch. “That’s in thirtyminutes.”

“Yup, I’ll see you there.”

I stare at my phone, and I want to throttleboth of them. I’m having a damn moment here and they are ruiningit. Karmen slips from the bed before walking to my bedroomdoor.

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