Their Sin City Showgirl (The American Soldier Collection 7)
“I love your ass, your body, your tits,” he said as he smoothed his hand over the globes, around her ribs to her breasts, cupping them. She moaned, tilting her head up and her ass back. His cock was hard and between her ass cheeks.
“Fuck, baby, I want in.”
“Get in then. Please, Brook. Please.”
The desperation in her voice fed his male ego. She wanted him, needed him as much as he wanted and needed her.
He stroked a finger over her pussy and was pleasantly surprised to feel that she was hot and wet.
“Fuck, baby, you’re soaked.”
He kissed her neck and licked and sucked the skin.
She thrust back against him.
“I’m wet and hot for you, Brook. Please. Don’t tease me.”
She wiggled her ass again. He pulled back and gave her ass cheek a slap.
“Oh.”
The sound of her enjoyment thrust him into action. He rolled the condom on, fisted his cock in one hand to align it with her cunt from behind while using his other hand to grip her hip, before he shoved in. He thrust to the hilt, making her moan and then push back.
He held himself within her. He kissed the back of her neck, her shoulder, and then cupped a breast. He pinched the nipple and she moaned.
“Inside you is heaven, baby. You feel like home, like warm fire in the middle of the winter, like a sunset on a beach after a storm.”
He pulled out and then shoved back in.
“Oh, Brook. You feel amazing.”
He continued to thrust into her, trying to ease the hunger and desire he had, but also the one J.J. had. Every time he pulled out to thrust back in, she countered, not giving him the time to move back in. She was desperate for his cock and that sent him over the edge.
He stared at her toned, muscular arms as she held on to the workbench. Her tan, gorgeous shoulders and muscular back. All the way down to her luscious ass. He was on fire.
In and out he increased his speed. He grabbed a hold of her ass cheeks, spread them, and then massaged them hard. She was moaning and panting, and he was focused on bringing her pleasure.
“You have one hell of a body on you, Vegas. I’m not ever going to let you go. You’re mine now.”
“Yes. Yes, Brook, please go faster, harder, I need it.” She egged him on and that was it. He cupped her breasts and pounded into her cunt from behind while he pinched and pulled on her breasts. She was moaning and he was grunting trying to get deeper. He pulled his hands from her breasts to her shoulders and tightened his hold, as he ground deeper, as deep as he could get until he heard her scream her release and then he followed, moaning her name. He thrust three more times and then held himself deep within her, and relished in the aftermath of their amazing sex. The wood smell filled his nostrils. The scent of her perfume and shampoo encased them. He hugged her as he kissed her neck, her cheek, and then found her mouth, as she turned sideways.
They laughed against their lips at the awkwardness of their bodies in this position.
“Incredible,” he whispered
.
“You sure are,” she replied.
“I was talking about you.” She blushed and looked away. He squeezed her as hard as he could without hurting her before he slowly pulled from her body.
He turned her around and cupped her face between his hands.
“I meant what I said. I’m never gonna let you go, J.J. Never.” Her eyes held his as he leaned down and kissed her.
He didn’t tell her, but he knew instantly that he loved her. He loved her, and one day soon, he would tell her and hope that she loved him too.
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