Page 3 of My Three Roommates

“Sure we can.” Brad brushes his fingertip over my cheek, his eyes gleaming. “Let’s start now. Before Cody gets back.”

“What about Tanner?” I ask.

“I haven’t heard from him again, so who knows. Let’s take advantage of being alone for one last time.”

He starts to trace light circles down my back. His mouth presses softly and firmly against mine, building heat up between us. Brad’s hand slips up under my top, his warm fingers trailing across my skin.

His light touches tease me until I can’t resist any longer. I grope for the front of his pants. Brad grasps my hips, shifting me so I’m straddling him.

I grind against his rapidly growing cock. When his hands go to my thighs, I don’t want to stop.

Clasping my arms, he pulls me down to him and we kiss. Brad’s tongue invades my mouth and our kiss goes deeper.

I straighten up, rocking my hips so I’m stroking myself with his now fully erect shaft. “Yes,” he mutters from between clenched teeth. “That’s what I want.”

I’m already breathless with need for him. He grips my hips as if he’s going to make me go faster. Instead he moves me off of him so we can tear our clothes off as fast as possible.

I’m still unclasping my bra when Brad pulls me back on top of him. I nearly lose my balance but his big hands catch hold of me easily to keep me in place.

I toss my bra aside and Brad’s hands go right to my breasts. My nipples stiffen instantly under his touch. I reward him by rocking back and forth over the length his hard cock, lubing him up in his favourite way.

“Stop,” he groans. “I’m already close. You’ve got me way too hot.”

“Like you weren’t already,” I tease him. He snorts as he grabs for a condom. I rise up so he can roll it on.

Brad grips his cock, holding it upright. I begin to slide down, going as slow as I possibly can. It’s outrageously difficult to hold back. I’m as turned on as he is.

He grins, dropping his hands onto my thighs. I expect him to pull me all the way down, but he doesn’t. He rubs lightly at my skin, his fingertips teasing me mercilessly.

I’m desperate to have him but I can fight it just as much as he can. I ease myself only about an inch lower, bending forward so he can reach my breasts with his hands but not his mouth. Brad strokes my nipples, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

Our desperate passion for each other comes through in our kiss. I can barely breathe, but I don’t want to stop. When we have to come up for air, I move so Brad can reach my breasts with his mouth. He brushes his lips onto my skin, circling around each nipple.

His tongue trails in between kisses. I’m gasping for air, my breathing rough in the silence.

His circles get smaller. I press forward, needing more. Brad slides his hand in between our bodies. The moment he touches my swollen clit, he sucks one of my nipples between his teeth.

“Fuck!” I exclaim.

He massages my throbbing clit in slow circles. My body tightens as I suck in my breath. Between everything he’s doing, I can’t hold back.

Electric waves pulse through my body, blocking out everything but Brad’s fingers, tongue and cock.

“Damn, Kenna.” Brad slows down, stopping as I collapse down onto him. “I need you. Now.”

I straighten up, still shaky from my intense orgasm. I lower myself down, taking his hard cock completely.

I love riding him but all I can manage is a slow roll. Brad’s too impatient. He grips my hips to hold me as he thrusts up against me, giving both of us what we need.

My eyes lock onto his strong chest and arms. His muscles flex and bulge with every move he makes. So hot.

“Ah,” I gasp. “You feel so good.”

Brad takes hold of both of my hands, squeezing tightly. He pumps up, pulling me down to meet every stroke. He grits his teeth, my name escaping from between them anyway. “Kenna!”

His cock swells, his eyes not leaving mine as he crashes over the edge. He’s panting with the force of his release as I bend again so I can brush my lips over his. He wraps his arms around my back, not letting me straighten up.

Brad captures my mouth with the same, full-on feral intensity of his orgasm. Our kiss stretches out, past the point where I can feel him throbbing inside of me.

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