Page 72 of Winning Brynn

So, I do.

I ride him faster, harder, until his face collapses in ecstasy.

"Fuck, Brynn!" He comes with a roar, emptying himself inside of me with quivering breaths and shaking limbs.

"That's my good fucking boy," I whisper, twisting the words he'd used on me earlier, if for no other reason than because the power has gone to my head.

Not that he seems to mind. He moans loudly at my words as his dick gives another twitch inside of me, spilling everything he has until he collapses back onto the pillow, spent and exhausted.

I tumble down beside him, his arm instantly curling around my side and pulling me into him. He's silent for a while—so long, in fact, that I'm sure he's fallen asleep. But then his deep voice drifts through the quiet.

"That was quite something."

"Did I blow your mind?"

He chuckles lightly. "I was supposed to blow yours."

"I think we blew each other's."

"Then I can live with that."

His fingers trace featherlight patterns over my arms as we lie together in the soft glow of his lamplight. There's a slight chill to the room since his window is cracked open, the late-winter wind fluttering through the white linen of his drapes, so I tuck myself tighter into him, seeking the warmth of his body.

"I need a shower."

"Oh," I say, though inwardly I'm deflating.

The sex is over now. We're not a couple. It makes sense that he wouldn't want me to spend the night with him, especially when my bedroom is only one room away. And yet, for a minute there, I sort of thought he would.

Detangling myself from his arms, I watch his back with sadness as he swings his legs out of bed. His arms tense as he rolls off the condom, knotting it and tossing it into the little wicker trash basket he keeps in the corner of the room.

With a sigh, I pull myself into a sitting position and freeze when his dark eyes find mine.

"Well?" he asks.

My brow furrows. "Well, what?"

He grins, devilish and oh-so fucking handsome. "I need a shower," he repeats. "Are you coming?"

"Daddy Sully and the bros" group chat

Alex:Roman!

Roman:At your service, my liege.

Alex:Sully is with a girl.

Alex:Like right now.

Roman: Like just with a girl? Or WITH HER with her?

Alex:The second one.

Roman:Oh, damn...

Alex:I heard it and everything.

Roman:You HEARD it?

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