Page 58 of Mr. Big Mistake
“Take me,” I whispered.
He crawled across the bed to me, his body hovering over mine.
“Don’t mind if I do,” he murmured.
His lips fell to mine, and my legs spread for him. I felt heat trickling up and down my thighs as his naked body settled against my own. I felt his cock throbbing and leaking against my skin. My eyes bulged as a moan escaped my lips, and I wondered how in the world something like that would fit inside my body.
“It’s okay. You’re in good hands. I’m going to go as slow as you want. All right?”
I gazed up into Brenden’s eyes. “Promise?”
He kissed the tip of my nose. “Promise, promise.”
His fingertips brushed against my pussy lips, and I jumped. My eyes fell closed as he breached my folds, and wetness poured forth. I heard him chuckle as he kissed my breasts. Soft mounds that jiggled for him as his fingers circled around my swollen nub. I gasped with pleasure. My body jumped as he moved faster. Around and around, filling me with fire as it rushed through the marrow of my bones.
“Brenden.”
“That’s it, beautiful.”
“Brenden, oh shit.”
“You want to come, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes, yes, yes.”
He slipped his finger inside me. “Then, come.”
“Oh, shit!”
My back arched, and colors burst inside my head. My eyes rolled back, and my body pulled taut as ecstasy barreled over me. Then, I felt something stretching me. Filling me. Pressing against my walls as my body shook from its pleasure. I gripped the soft sheets beneath me. My throat let loose an alien sound I’d never heard myself make before. And as I felt his rippling abs settle against my stomach, my back dropped to the bed.
My eyes fell open.
“Hey there, gorgeous.”
My toes curled. “Oh.”
“You okay?”
I panted. “Are you--?”
He kissed my lips softly. “I am, yes.”
I squeezed my walls around him. “Oh, yeah.”
He grunted. “Damn it, you’re tight.”
I giggled. “I’d think so, yes.”
He captured my lips. “You let me know when you’re ready.”
And when I bucked against him, he drew his hips back.
He slid slowly back into me, filling my gut with a pressure I never wanted to be without ever again. My legs locked around his. My hands gripped his forearms. I tried to keep my eyes open, but every time he thrust, they fell closed again.
“Brenden. Oh--my--Jesus.”
His forehead fell against mine. “Ready to party?”
