Page 80 of Come Here and Kiss Me

With each deep thrust of his cock.

With each clench of my pussy, stirring down to his balls.

I lose myself to him.

Coming.

Spasming.

Trembling.

My legs wrap around his hips, and my heels press into his ass.

He leans forward, resting his forehead on mine and staring deep into my hooded eyes.

Our hearts pound.

Our skin’s covered in sweat.

Our lungs are completely out of breath.

He makes love to me.

In our own world.

In our own everything.

All I can hear is desire over the waves crashing onto the boat, mimicking the rhythm of our hearts as he takes what belongs to him.

Me.

When he moves his hands to my clit, my breathing escalates.

“Fuck, Brook,” he groans my name. “Just like that … give it to me…”

I can feel his thickness as my orgasm hits me again. My body shivers. It’s all too much, but I can’t get enough.

He kisses me more aggressively than before and grabs the back of my neck, wanting to bring me closer to him. Our lips move on their own accord. We no longer have any control over our actions.

He kisses my jawline to my neck, then deliberately makes his way back up to my mouth.

“Goddamn … you feel so fucking good,” he groans, roughly gripping my hips.

Moving harder, faster, for his pleasure and mine. He can feel my G-spot on the tip of his cock, only fueling his thrusts. My body is on the verge of shuddering as I take his vigorous assault.

Our mouths part, breathless, riding the high and waiting to fall over the edge.

Together.

He plunges his tongue into my mouth when he feels my pussy throb against his cock, pulsating long and tight. Muffling my screams.

I’m his undoing.

Another groan escapes from deep within his chest as he cums so hard and deep inside me. He releases his cum as deep into my pussy as he possibly can.

Both of us try to catch our breaths.

Our thoughts.

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