My heart sank. “I understand.”
“But Jillian, I can’t do it. I can’t resist you. I cannot go back to the way things were before, when we were living in our separate worlds.”
I stood up, my heart racing. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying, open the door.”
“W-what?” I asked, frowning in confusion.
There was a knock at my hotel room door and I gasped. No. Surely he didn’t.
I walked over and opened the door. Bruin stepped through and took my face in his hands, kissing me deeply. I dropped the phone on the floor and jumped up into his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist as he walked us backwards to the bed. He set me down and immediately began pulling off my blouse and skirt, tossing my shoes and leggings aside. He ripped off his shirt and leaned down over me, kissing me, his hands roving down my body. He cupped my breasts through my bra and I arched up into his touch.
“I can’t believe you’re here,” I gasped. “How is this real?”
“Believe it, baby.”
“How did? How did you find me?”
Bruin smirked, unhooking my bra and throwing it across the room. “I have my ways.”
He leaned down and sucked my nipple into his mouth, making me moan. I rolled my hips upward, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. “Fuck, I missed you,” I groaned.
“The feeling is mutual,” he growled, sliding his hand down between my thighs to slip my panties down my legs.
He dropped them on the floor and then moved down to lick my wet slit. I whimpered as he nipped and sucked at my clit, his hands grasping my thighs, squeezing them, pushing them further apart. He plunged two fingers deep inside me, stroking my G-spot as he devoured me. I bucked my hips and cried out, already hurtling toward an orgasm.
“Oh God… Bruin,” I breathed. “It feels so fucking good.”
He hummed against my clit, the tiny vibrations sending me over the edge. I screamed and trembled, but he didn’t let up for a second. He only fingered me harder, making me quiver through a second climax moments later. “Oh fuck!” I wailed.
“I’m not finished with you yet,” he said darkly, with a smirk on his handsome face.
He stripped out of his jeans and boxers, then climbed onto the bed beside me. He lifted me up to straddle him, positioning the head of his stiff cock at my dripping entrance. With my legs on either side of him, my body still trembling, he penetrated me to the hilt.
“Oh my God,” I moaned, feeling the head of his shaft brush against my inner walls. He sat up and leaned forward, pushing me back so he could suck at my nipples, his hands sliding around to grab my ass.
“Ride my cock, Jillian. I’m going to fuck you until you scream,” he promised, grabbing my hips to lift me up.
He bounced me up and down on his shaft, striking so deep inside me it almost hurt. I began to rock my hips back and forth, losing myself to the overwhelming bliss of having Bruin fill me up so completely. His cock was so huge I could feel my pussy stretching, aching to accommodate him. I was on top, but it was clear that Bruin was still the one in control. He thrusted his hips up to meet me, ramming into me faster and harder every second.
“Oh fuck,” I whimpered. “Bruin.”
“That’s right, sweetheart. Ride my fucking cock. I want tp hear you scream,” he commanded through gritted teeth.
I rocked back and forth, bouncing up and down until I was too overcome with climax to even move. Bruin grabbed my hips and fucked me harder, thrusting up into me until he tensed up.
“Fuck. Jillian,” he shouted, and his hot come filled me up.
He pumped into me a few more times, my pussy drinking up every last drop. Finally, we collapsed beside each other, breathing hard. I could feel his seed slowly leaking out of me. Bruin traced his finger down my nose and I opened my eyes. He was smiling at me, those blue eyes bright.
“I missed you,” he said.
“I missed you, too,” I replied.
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