B-Roll to B-Sides (PR Girls & Instalove 2)
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When I finally stopped shaking, I felt Owen kissing his way back up to my mouth, taking his time around my breasts again. After a lifetime of being judged for being busty, I loved how much he appreciated them.
In a fog of passion, I pulled his lips to mine, moaning as I felt his hard length against my mound. My hips began to wriggle, trying to move him into position.
“Wait,” he murmured against my mouth. “I need to get–”
“I’m on the pill,” I rasped.
His eyes blazed as he looked down at me. “Sweetheart, I haven’t had sex in a few years, and never without a condom. You’re going to let me really feel you?”
Nodding, I wanted him to stop making me talk at a moment like this, but then I caught a flicker of doubt in his eyes. “Unless you don’t want–”
He shut me up with a kiss full of so much passion it altered my heartbeat. “I want you,” he murmured into my mouth. “God, Brynn, I want you so much. I just don’t want to hurt you.”
“I trust you.”
Those were the magic words, and I felt the thick tip of his shaft press up and down through my wet crease. Parting my folds, he held himself barely inside me while I tried not to squirm.
I would have assumed he’d just jump right in, but Owen always surprised me with his thoughtfulness.
“Look at me, sweetheart,” he murmured.
As our eyes locked, his gentle smile stirred things so deep I almost gasped...then did, as he began to press inside. His biceps quivered and his hips tightened as I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him a bit deeper.
The pressure was strange. Being stretched open for him, pinned under him – everything was so odd, but felt perfect.
Both of us were nearly panting as I tried to breathe through the unusual sensation of being impaled by something so thick. Owen seemed to be trying desperately to hold himself back.
When he shifted, something gave way inside me and he sank in completely. Instantly freezing, his hand tangled in the back of my hair. “Is that too much?”
“Mmm,” I shook my head. It didn’t hurt, exactly. It was just too much sensation all at once. After a moment, everything seemed to relax, and felt incredible.
I loved the way he was so careful, taking his time as he began moving his cock in long, tormentingly slow strokes deep inside me. My fingers dug into his shoulders, nearly delirious with lust, as my hips started to rock up in time with him.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, kissing along my cheekbone. Then I shuddered as he breathed, “You’re mine, now.”
“Yes,” I agreed. Feeling that I belonged to Owen was the most seductive and exciting thing in the world.
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Owen
Everything about Brynn was absolutely perfect to me. She was short, but curvy. Delicate, but womanly. I could get lost in those luscious tits for days.
Yet it was the way she looked at me that captured my heart completely. So trusting and open. Even when she was shy about speaking, she managed to communicate through touch. Feeling how much she wanted me somehow uncovered feelings and emotions that I hadn’t even known had been locked away and buried.
I’d never felt so close to a woman in my life.
Even as I moved my length inside her wet softness, for a moment I was the one who felt shy. I’d never held back for a woman before, but I’d never felt this. And certainly never felt compelled to blurt it out at a time like this, but there was no holding anything back as this incredible force overtook us both.
Brynn’s breathing became ragged as her body tensed around me.
As my thumb stroked her clit faster, I brought my other hand over to lightly pinch her nipple as her back began to arch. Her fingers dug into my neck as her mouth fell open. My long, deep strokes were becoming faster, harder, as I tried to hold back another few seconds.
“That’s it, gorgeous. Let me feel you come all around me.”
Her breathy cry filled me with another wave of lust that was almost too much. “Owen,” she choked. “Oh my...” Her eyes half closed as the climax washed through her. Her flushed cheeks, her perfect lips, the way she was letting go for me completely...