He rolled me back over before his lips attached to my neck. He nibbled and sucked, leaving a trail of marks from my pulse point to my breasts. His teeth scraped along my skin, curling my toes. My hands rushed to his hair as I tangled my fingers up in his tresses, pulling him closer to me as my hips rolled desperately into his.
I rolled us over once again before I moved my panties off to the side. I felt his cock teasing my entrance, my pussy dripping for him as his eyes clouded with lust. His hands planted firmly on my hips as I grabbed his girth, feeling it pulse in my hands as I guided it toward my entrance. The two of us groaned together as my pussy swallowed him whole, filling me and stretching me as my eyes rolled back. His hands were massaging my hips and thighs as I adjusted to his thickness, but soon I felt his hips rolling up into me.
My hands pressed on his strong chest as our bodies moved as one. My swollen clit was peeking out from between my folds, seeking friction wherever it could. The scruff of his pelvis raked against the tip, making me dig my fingertips into his flesh. His hands were everywhere; massaging my tits and grabbing my ass. Holding my waist and moving my hips. He touched every part of me he could as I picked up my pace, slamming myself down on his cock as I chased my high.
“That’s it, Amanda. Ride my cock. Show me what you can do.”
I rolled my hips in tandem with his as my clit found the friction it needed. My vision was becoming blurry, and my nails dug into Brian’s skin. His hands cupped my ass, rolling me forward and filling my pussy while his cock twitched against my walls. I could hear my name tumbling from his lips like a whispered chant as my movements began to stutter.
Suddenly, I found myself on my back. I was at the foot of the bed as Brian hovered over my body, our lips crashing into one another’s. He pounded into my hips, shaking the bed as my hands wrapped around his neck. I kissed his neck and his shoulders and his cheek. I kissed his forehead and his nose and his arm. Anything I could put my lips on, I kissed. Anything I could run my tongue over, I tasted. My head was hanging off the bed as he cradled it in the palm of his hand, my body jumping with every thrust he delivered.
Stars burst behind my eyes as my toes curled. My jaw unhinged in silent pleasure as his skin massaged my clit. I grasped onto his back, clinging on for dear life as he held me close to him.
“Brian. Shit. Please don’t stop. I’m so close. There. There. Right there. Shit. It’s right there. Brian. Brian. Please!”
I wrapped my legs around his waist and locked them as I came. My body pulled him deeper into me. My head was spinning, and I felt like I was falling. Electricity surged throughout my body as my head swam with dizziness. I clung to Brian as he held me tightly, murmuring my name into my skin as he filled me with his arousal. I could feel his dick twitching inside of me, pumping me full until our mixture ran out onto the sheets of his bed.
I panted into his neck as my grip loosened on his body, then he pulled me close to him as he moved us up to the head of the bed.
He kissed my forehead as he cradled my body against his. He brought the blankets up over our bodies as we shook from the force of our pleasure. I nuzzled my head underneath his chin as his hands danced along my back, and I found my leg between his once again as I drifted off to sleep.
I knew we needed to talk. But for now, I would take whatever I could get.
CHAPTER 28
Brian
“It’s going to be okay. Just settle down.”
Amanda’s voice comforted me as we drove to the courthouse. I was a nervous fucking wreck. I was going to have to stand in court and keep my cool as Lanie’s asshole sperm donor sat there trying to prove he had some decent life for her to go back to. And I knew I was putting on a charade as well. Sort of. The ring in my pocket was burning a hole into my thigh as we drove to the courthouse. I knew I had to give it to her, but I also knew she deserved better.
I cared about Amanda, and I cared about how this affected her. She deserved a proper proposal. One at a fancy dinner or in a butterfly garden underneath the stars. One that took place on an isolated tropical island beach, or maybe one that happened in the middle of her art gallery. All of these wonderful ideas kept pounding my head as we parked my truck.