Page 15 of Bonita Brynne

“Always.” His hand snaked around my waist and tugged me against his cock.

I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. I gripped his dick and lowered onto it.

“Fuck,” he hissed as our bodies joined as one.

Mush. He turned my mind to gooey mush.

“I’m yours, Bonita.” The way he called me Bonita in his sexy Latin accent made butterflies flutter throughout my body.

A moan played on my lips. My head dropped back as I opened my mouth and released the melody into the small shack.

“That’s it, my Bonita. Let me hear you.” He palmed my naked breasts, rubbing his thumbs in circles on my nipples. The sensations he ignited in my sensitive buds made me clench around his cock. “Have your way with me. And I’ll do the same.”

Emotion washed over me. “I wish yesterday had been a horrible nightmare.” I gently rode him, tears burning behind my eyes.

“Not everything, I hope.” He flashed a salacious grin and lifted his face to my chest. He licked my nipples, paying each one equal attention.

I looped my arm around his neck to hold him in place, so I could enjoy the ride. “No, not our sex marathon.” I picked up speed when he drew my plump berry into his mouth and suckled vigorously. “Which seems to be continuing today, but all glorious and delicious sex will soon end.”

He clamped his teeth around my nipple but didn’t bite down. “Stop talking like that, Bonita,” he growled. “We will never end.”

I locked my arms around his neck and raced to the finish line.

He released my tit and cradled my face in his hands. “I mean it, Brynne.”

I picked up speed.

“Goddammit, are you listening to me? I know what you’re doing. It’s not going to work.” He gasped, trying to fight off his release. “It’s not going to work. You’re mine. Mine!”

I came harder than ever before. Every word he spoke was seared on my soul. I wanted to be his more than anything, but I couldn’t think about a future with him when so many others were in turmoil.

“Fuck!” He strained and filled me with his cum. Our sweaty foreheads pressed together as we panted. “I love you, Bonita. I’m never giving you up. Do you understand? Never.”

“I understand, but our lives are at a standstill until everyone else is safe.”

We stared into each other’s depths for a long second.

“Track!” A voice and knocking came from the door. “It’s Bone!”

“Oh my God, I about had a heart attack.” I collapsed against Joseph.

“Give us a few minutes,” he hollered at Bone.

“Yeah, I heard the screams of ecstasy a mile away.”

I buried my face in my hands, my face hot with embarrassment.

“Are we okay?” Joseph raised my chin to look into my eyes.

“Mhm.”

“Gimme the words, baby. I need to hear you tell me we’re okay.”

“I love you, Joseph.”

“Not good enough.”

“Don’t put me on the spot like that. A lot has happened. I love you, that much you can be sure of.”

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