Broken Dreams (Broken 2)

“Something old?” he whispered against my skin.

I sucked in a breath of air and replied, “The, um…the necklace. It was my grandmother’s.”

He slowly began unclasping each hook on the corset, and I had to admit defeat. Here I was, wanting to drive him insanely crazy, and he was turning the tables on me.

“Something borrowed?” He pulled my corset down, cupped one of my breasts, and brought my nipple into his mouth.

He sucked on it so hard that I let out a whimper.

Shit on a brick. My breast is so tender.

I let out a long, soft moan as I ran my hands through his hair, pushing his head down. I needed his lips to ease the throbbing between my legs.

He stopped and looked up at me. “Courtney…”

I was so lost in the passion that I could hardly think. “Yes?”

“Your something borrowed, baby?” he said in the most seductive voice.

“Oh God…Reed…please. Please touch me.”

He continued to unclasp the last few hooks, and once the corset fell open and dropped to the floor, I let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank God. That bitch was so fucking tight.”

Reed laughed against my sensitive skin, causing a chill to run across my whole body. He dropped to his knees and buried his face in my panties as he blew hot air against them.

“Please,” I begged.

He placed his hands on my stomach, and I snapped my eyes open and looked down at him.

“You haven’t told me your something borrowed yet, Court.”

“Um…my, um…it’s…”

The way he was rubbing his hand on my stomach was causing my mind to race in a million different directions. I was so turned-on, but just this sweet, small gesture had me almost dropping to my knees to tell him how much I loved him.

“Wait, what was the question?” I asked as I looked into his beautiful blue eyes.

They were almost the same color as my corset right now.

Reed smiled and kissed my stomach, never taking his eyes from mine. “Something borrowed?”

“Right. The hair comb in my hair. Whitley wore it in her hair when she got married.”

As soon as I finished talking, he ripped my lace thongs off and pushed me back onto the bed. I didn’t even have time to recover from how fucking hot it was seeing him rip off my panties before his face was buried between my legs, and his tongue was moving in and out of my body.

Holy fucking shit.

Reed was the only man who had given me oral sex, and right now, I was so damn happy about that. To know this was one thing only he would ever give me filled my body with such passion. I grabbed on to his hair and held him as I began thrusting my hips against his face.

“Yes! Oh God, yes!” I screamed out as my orgasm hit me.

I wasn’t sure what Reed was doing differently, but he did something that made it feel like an orgasm hit on top of my current orgasm.

“Oh my God!” I yelled out as I almost came off the bed. “What? What…are you…doing? Don’t stop! Reed…oh God.”

My head was thrashing back and forth, and I was experiencing the longest, most intense orgasm of my life. Everything was clenching down, and my legs even felt like they were tingling. I never wanted it to stop, but at the same time, I almost needed it to stop because it was so intense.