Broken Dreams (Broken 2)

When I glanced over at Reed, he mouthed, I love you.

There goes my stomach again…and my heart…and the blush on my cheeks. I got up and walked over to him. I leaned against him, and I could feel his hard-on as he pulled me closer to him. I instantly smiled.

“I love you, Courtney,” he whispered.

I reached up on my tippy-toes and kissed him on the lips. “I love you, too, Reed.”

I just wanted to stay in this bubble forever.

But something was telling me that my bubble was going to be popped…and sooner than I wanted.

A couple of months had passed since Layton and Whitley came back from their honeymoon, and tonight, Mimi and Frank were finally throwing them a barbeque. I decided to get a cup of Court’s favorite coffee for her before heading over to her house to pick her up.

I pulled up to the coffee shop, jumped out of my truck, and made my way in. I couldn’t help the smile on my face. I was thinking about last night and how we had finally made love on the kitchen island in the cabin. It couldn’t have been more perfect. As I stood in line, the memory flooded my thoughts.

“Courtney, I can’t take it any longer. I want to make love to you, baby,” I whispered as I pulled her body closer to mine.

We were painting the kitchen a different color than the one my sister had picked out. The moment Court had mentioned the color she wanted in her kitchen at home, I’d decided it was going to be the color in the kitchen at the cabin.

I looked down at her face and let out a chuckle. She had paint everywhere—in her hair, on her nose, and even on the tip of her ear. I brought my lips down and crushed them against hers, and she let out a small moan. I pulled back and picked her up, and then I set her down on the kitchen island.

“Oh God, Reed, I can’t seem to get enough of you,” she whispered.

I saw the look of lust fill her eyes at the idea of me making love to her on the island. The first time I’d shown her the house and she’d run her hand along the granite, I’d pictured me inside her, making love to her on top of the island. With the way her cheeks had flushed, I had been pretty sure that she was thinking the same thing.

As I began taking off her sneakers, the smile spread across her face. I started to unbutton her shorts, and when she lifted up her ass, I took both her shorts and panties off in one fast movement.

“Shit! The granite is cold,” she said with a giggle.

“I’ll heat you up, baby.” I licked my lips as I began taking off her T-shirt.

She was wearing a white lace bra, and her nipples were hard and so ready for me to suck on them.

“Courtney, I want you so much,” I whispered.

“Yes. Please, Reed. I need you,” she said as she took off her bra.

She began moving back on the island as I quickly stripped out of my clothes. This was not the time for sweet lovemaking. I wanted to fuck her hard and fast, and I couldn’t get in her quickly enough.

“Courtney, I want to fuck you hard and fast,” I said before I even thought about how she would react to me talking to her like that.

Her eyes lit up, and she arched her body as she pulled me to her. “Yes. Shit, that turns me on even more when you say it like that,” she panted.

Okay…she liked it. Now, my dick was even harder and beginning to hurt because I wanted her so badly.

I leaned down, took her nipple into my mouth, and began sucking on it. She whispered my name as I gave each nipple equal attention.

“Damn it, Reed…touch me now.”

I reached my hand down, and when I touched the inside of her thigh, she jumped with anticipation.

“I’m not going to last two minutes, Court.”

“You better. I want it hard, Reed.”

I let out a moan as I slipped two fingers into her wet, warm body. “Jesus, Courtney…you’re always so ready.”

She pushed her hands through my hair. “Yes, I’m always ready for you.” She pushed her hips up and let out a whimper. “Reed. Please. Fuck me now.”