Page 98 of Get Undressed With Me

But she didn’t want it to end, didn’t want to lose this feeling of him and how complete they made each other. So she fought back her orgasm, wanting this moment to last and last.

Gus, somehow sensing what she was doing, yanked her up, holding her tight to his chest, that glorious cock still driving into her in this new angle, hitting a new spot that had her whimpering.

“Brittany, you need to fucking come for me.”

Those words sent her over the edge, a broken scream that he swallowed with his mouth as he kept up his pace. She bit his lip, holding it between her teeth, and she could feel him spasm inside of her, his moans and everything filling the space as he spent himself inside her.

They stayed like that, wrapped tight into each other, her face in his neck, his in her hair, his cock lodged inside her, neither of them wanting to let go. And it felt so right Brittany wanted to cry at the perfection.

Instead she pulled herself up, her body heavy and sated.

“Gus.”

“I know.” He kissed her shoulder, her neck, her ear. She flexed a muscle deep inside her, just an experiment, and he froze.

“You’re going to have to give me a minute, killer. You just ripped my fucking soul out.”

She slid her hand down to where they were joined, caressing his lower stomach.

“I could say the same for you.”

“Your hand is saying otherwise.”

“My body may have a mind of its own.”

“Your body is fucking perfect.”

He kissed her to make his point, long and slow, seeming to luxuriate in her, and Brittany melted, letting him set the pace, letting him kiss and play and tease her.

Finally, he pulled back, resting his forehead on hers.

“Snacks or bed?”

She grinned. “Snacks in bed.”

He smacked her ass in agreement, making her laugh, and then stood up, still holding her to him, kissing her as he walked them to the bedroom before lifting her up and then dropping her on the bed.

“Stay here.”

He was gone, and Brittany got the sight of his glorious naked ass in action as he walked back to the kitchen. She laid back, unbothered by her nudity, propping herself up on Gus’s pillows in the middle of the bed, letting her mind clear and relax for the first time in a really, really long time.

When he came back holding two cups of water and two sandwiches, he stopped in his tracks when he saw her spread out on the bed.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything better than you in my bed.”

“I wasn’t sure what side was yours.”

“Whatever side you’re on.”

“It doesn’t work that way.”

He set down the water and the plate, then kneeled on the bed, leaning over her, wrapping his entire body around hers.

“It does now.”

He started kissing his way down her body, and Brittany could feel her breath quickening.

“I thought we were snacking.”

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