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“Because it scares me,” I admit, watching as he nearly falls to his knees.
“Good,” he breathes as a small smile forms on his face.
“Good? Why is that…Howis that good?”
“Because I can handle scared. If you’re really in love with me, that’s all I need to know. I will do whatever I have to in order to help take that fear away, but first, I had to know if I was the only one fighting for something here.”
“No,” I choke out while stepping into his embrace. “You’re not the only one fighting, Brooks. I am in love with you, but that fear… I’m afraid it’s too much.”
He gives me a small laugh before kissing the top of my head. “It’s alright, we’ll work on it together.”
Brooks
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Istretch, allowing my body to slowly wake up from sleep. Opening one eye, a literal shriek escapes me as I’m met with a familiar pair of blue eyes mere inches from my face.
“What the fuck!” I yell, clutching my chest as Stevie starts cackling.
“Happy birthday!” She grins, and I give her a dry look.
“So what? You thought cardiac arrest would be a great way to ring in thirty-nine?” I watch her bite her bottom lip before leaning over and kissing my lips softly.
“I mean, I thought that getting your heart pumping might be beneficial.”
“Oh?” I breathe as she rakes her teeth over my neck while she straddles my lap. “And how do you propose we accomplish this?” I place my hands on her hips, and a realization hits me. She has nothing on but a shirt. I see her mischievous grin and pull her to me. I kiss her pillowy lips and my hands run under her shirt, reveling in how her soft body feels. Her skin is like silk, so smooth and delicate. My hands reach her large breasts that are hanging naturally without the support of a bra, which is perfect. I love her sexy bras, but fuck, there is something about having her natural and easily accessible that calls to me on a primal level. She lets out the smallest whine that flips the switch in me, and before I can register it, I’m ripping her shirt off and moving to her now exposed tits while she pulls my rock-hard cock out of my pajama pants, rises up, and impales herself on me.
“Fuck!” I groan loudly, rolling my head back while thrusting into her tight, wet pussy. “Oh my god,” I watch in slack-jaw amazement as she moves up and down while grinding against me. Her tits bounce with every movement, and the act is so sinfully erotic, I don’t know if I should worship her, devour her or weep. “Best birthday ever.” I joke as I grip her waist, rolling us so I’m on top. I grip her soft legs behind the knees and spread her wider as I drive deep inside her again and again.
“Ah! Y-Yes! Brooks!” She cries, her nails digging into my forearms. I love the pain. I welcome it as I rotate my hips, causing her back to arch as she lets out a ragged scream, and I feel her walls tensing around my cock. I’m so fucking close, and her contracting pussy will be my undoing.
“Come for me, Stevie,” I growl through my pants while moving so we are eye to eye. “I feel those walls squeezing my cock. Let go and come for me. Now.” I watch her eyes roll back in her head and she explodes, screaming my name to the heavens. I follow shortly after, my cock only allowing another two pumps before I fill her completely.
I lean over her, nipping her chin and neck as I remove myself from inside her. “I love you,” I whisper against her skin. Her body stiffens, and I shake my head. “I don’t need you to say it back, baby. I just needed to say it.”
“So, what do you have on the agenda today?” She asks, and I pause my descent to her glorious tits to look at her.
“This, right here, all day and all night.” Stevie snorts and flicks my head.
“Cute, but you know the Hel’s crew, Greyson, my family, and yours are all coming over this afternoon.” My face falls momentarily before I shrug.
“Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had to keep your ass quiet,” I smirk while tickling her sides.
“S-stop!” she laughs while shoving me off and standing up. “Well, if you’re not planning anything, I’m kicking you out after breakfast.”
“W-what? Why? I told you what I want to be doing today! You!” She laughs while patting me on my shoulder as if what I’m saying is cute.
“You did me. Now it’s time to play with your friends so I can prepare this place.”
“But you’re the only one I wanna play with,” I pout, before sucking one of her nipples into my mouth.
“Dawson!” she scolds while pulling away. “Go take a shower and calm down.”
“Better idea!” I hop off the bed and move in front of her. “You and I take a shower together! It’s a tradition!”
“Tradition?” she says, unamused. I nod quickly. “Brooks, this is the first birthday I’ve celebrated with you!”
“Right, well, a tradition has to start somewhere.”
