Page 23 of Damaged
I’m surrounded by incredible pleasure and intense pain. “Oh Brett,” I whisper, as my body starts to be pulled under. Brett is fucking me so hard, my ass is sliding on the hood. My pussy is going to be sore after this, reminding me where he’s been. And I can’t fucking wait. “I’m so close.”
“Fuck, don’t hold back,” he groans.
Biting down on the spot again, he pinches my throbbing clit and that’s it, that’s all it takes to have the world stand still. “Fuck, Brett,” I scream.
It doesn’t stop him. He keeps fucking me, making this orgasm go on forever. I’ve never felt anything like this. The way my body reacts to him has never happened. Although no one has ever fucked me like this before.
“Oh fuck, Eva,” he moans out as his release rips through him.
I pull him close, holding onto him while he rides it out. It feels good having him against me like this, but he nips my ear and pulls back smiling. I can’t help the smile that spreads on my face when I notice his softened eyes.
As he pulls up his jeans, he hands me my clothes and I quickly pull my shirt over my head. Sliding off the hood, I continue dressing while he gets rid of the condom. “Eva, listen…” he starts.
No. No fucking way am I sticking around for this. I don’t want to hear this was a mistake. Just like last time, I’d rather go home smiling. “I should go,” I say, trying to walk past him.
He slams his hand down on the hood stopping me. “Stop trying to fucking rush out of here. Just listen to me,” he says a bit loudly.
Closing my eyes, I blow out a breath. “What?”
We both lean against the car and for a minute it’s silent. Just as I’m about to tell him to speak, he clears his throat. “Look, neither of us are looking for a relationship. But I’ll admit I’m fucking attracted to you, obviously. So, what do you think about friends with benefits?”
Peeking over at him, he’s looking straight ahead. Almost like he’s afraid of what I might say. Brett hides his emotions well, very well. Only recently have I seen a break in his tough exterior and I like it. Friends with benefits now that I like. “I think it’s fucking genius.”
Snapping his head to me, he grins. “You do?”
“Yeah, of course I do,” I say, laughing.
“Good, now I don’t have to hide the fact I’m walking around with a hard on because of you.”
We both laugh, but he has a point. Why the hell didn’t I think of this, it’s the perfect solution. Just friends, but fucking too. I love it.
