Page 56 of Filthy Rich

She reached out her hand and put it over my heart, drawing over my nipple and leaning in with her lips to kiss me there andsuck it into her mouth. I hissed at the feel of her tongue abrading my sensitive flesh, knowing this would have to be a quick and dirty fuck in order to clear my head.

I pushed her backward onto the bed and spread her legs wide, admiring her feminine assets, because her pussy was just as perfect as her tits. Bare and pink with just a sculpted strip of pale hair for decoration...I. Fucking. Loved.

I braced myself over her, hesitating on what to do first. It was a hard decision, and the delay just made it a little sweeter. Brooke looked up at me with her amber eyes glowing like golden fire and licked her lips. I drew two fingers through her oh-so-fine pussy and separated the folds, found her clit, which was slippery and ready, and rubbed up and down. She arched and thrust against my hand, making the sexiest sounds imaginable, until I just couldn’t wait anymore.

“I need to take you now.”

“Yeees, please, I want?—”

She never finished whatever she was going to say.

Because I’d already aligned my cock and slid home deep—all the way to my balls.

Tight, hot, and wet perfection gripped my bare cock—and it was a fucking joyful feeling, too. Skin on skin with Brooke for the first time. It stole my breath for a moment, in fact, because I’d never done it before.

My first time.

I’d never been in a relationship with anyone that’d made it to this point before. There had to be a certain level of trust, and before I met Brooke, that trust just hadn’t been present for me with any of the women I’d ever known.

“Okay, baby?” I asked her through a haze of desire.

“Yes...” She squeezed the walls of her cunt and gripped around my cock blissfully tight.

“Oh holy fuck, you feel good. Do you know how much I’ve thought of this moment when I could put myself bare inside this tight little pussy, ready to take my cock?”

“Oh God, Caleb—please!”

“What, baby? What can I do for you? I think I need to hear the words come out of your pretty mouth.”

“You can get busy with fucking me,” she moaned with a thrust of her pelvis to bring me even deeper.

No more talking, my girl had spoken. I circled her wrists and dragged them over her head, pinning her bound to the bed and captured by my driving cock. I fucked her like a madman, hard...deep...and wildly.

She loved it, and met me at every stroke, her legs folded and spread wide, quivering and shaking from the building climax I was going to give her. Along with a hot load of my cum to mark her as mine. I’d never done that, either.

I took her mouth in an almost punishing kiss, showing her how deeply I could possess her body, because she’d possessed mine from the moment I’d laid eyes on her. Moving down to lick at her nipples, I suckled on her tits, demanding each one in turn, leaving marks behind to show I’d been there. She made those sexy sounds of pleasure that made me say every dirty thing my pitiful brain could think up to say to her—half out of my mind with lust. How much I needed to have her spread out underneath me like this—how good she smelled with the scent of us fucking in the air—how beautiful she looked with my cock drilling in and out of her tight cunt. Crazy shit I would never say out loud to her when I was sane.

But like this—with her—sanity was fuckin’ impossible.

I felt her spasms clench around my shaft as it started the tightening rush of blood that swelled my cock. “Come with me, Brooke. I need that with you right now. I need you to feel meloving you so you never forget what that feels like—coming from me.”

She arched her back and froze, lifting off the bed as she cried out her release, along with some really fucking beautiful words. “I do feel you loving me, Caleb.”

Her golden eyes filled with tears as I filled her with my seed, spilling every last drop I had to offer in some primitive gesture of claiming her as mine—screaming to the world she belonged to me and no one else.

Total bliss with my girl.

I moved my hands down to grip her hips and pumped the last few delicious slides into her body before I collapsed, my skin fevered with sweat and the heat of her surrounding me. I rolled us to the side, still joined, and stared into beautiful golden eyes. She continued to spasm and tighten around my cock as she settled down from her rush, drawing out our pleasure. I brushed the strands of hair off her face and kissed her gently, finally able to relax with her in my arms after a week of longing for her.

Also adding to my euphoria was the way in which Brooke allowed me to possess her. She accepted my crazed need to get lost in her body, only making me need the intimacy with her even more. Brooke was the whole perfect package for me, and I loved every glorious inch of her, even if I wasn’t supposed to tell her with words yet.

But I could show her by letting her know how it could be like this...with us...forever.

“Thank you for that welcome home,” I whispered against her lips.

“I missed you very much, Caleb, and I’m so glad you’re back.” She smiled before tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, her hands roaming over my body wherever she wanted to touch me. I loved when she touched me.

“I still have lots ofmissingyouto fuck out of my system, but I want to do it properly in my bed at home where I can take my time. This was just a frantic detour to help tide me over, so I didn’t lose it in front of a restaurant full of Boston’s finest. I have no idea why James and my sister were there, either. The plan was to have you all to myself in a dark, private corner. He must have gotten his wires crossed.”

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