The closer we get, the more I want Brooklyn. The stakes are high, and I know there’s a big chance of both of us getting hurt, but I won’t stop until she’s mine.
“Shane…” Each breath only left me shorter on oxygen; every thought drifted farther away before I could catch hold. Summoning every ounce of restraint I had at my disposal, I choked out, “We need to talk.”
It was one of those lame, clichΓ© sentences that lay waste to relationships, and I wished I’d put it a different way, although it wouldn’t change anything.
“Later, baby.” Shane rested his forehead on mine and implored me with his green eyes. “Let’s talk later.”
One second ground out in the air, then two and three. I closed my eyes and dove back in, kissing his lips and giving in to the desire searing its way through my body. We deserved one more time.
His hands gripped my ass, and as he lifted me into his arms, I wrapped my legs around his waist. Impatient and needy after four days without, I rubbed myself against his gloriously hard length, satisfaction coursing through me at his throaty groan.
He stumbled into his bedroom and then we fell to the bed, a tangle of groping limbs. He stripped me bare, in every possible way, and after we’d shed our clothes, he crawled over me, his delicious weight pinning me to the mattress. Our eyes locked as we moved together, a perfectly choreographed routine ensuring maximum pleasure. Sweat slicked our bodies, our ragged breaths came faster and faster, and still we dragged it out as long as we could, clinging to the here and now because we both knew things were about to change.
“I don’t think I can hold on any longer,” I said, my head lolling back when he hit that spot that drove me crazy.
“Then let go.” Shane drove into me, deeper and harder, the pressure that’d built between us screeching toward the tipping point. He roughly kissed my mouth, a kiss that was pleasure and pain, lips and teeth and scruff and more passion than I’d ever experienced, and I let go.
His name spilled from my lips as I reached a whole new level of ecstasy, the aftershocks tumbling through me one after another, so close I could hardly tell where one ended and the next began. I clung on to him, my fingernails digging into his back, then I dragged them down, scoring lines for him to remember me by. His control snapped, and I arched my hips, meeting him so we could come down together.
After dropping a kiss on my lips, Shane shifted to the side of me, pulling me onto his chest as he fell to the bed. He held me against him extra tightly, like he never planned on letting go. I closed my eyes and soaked in every detail.
It was one of those lame, clichΓ© sentences that lay waste to relationships, and I wished I’d put it a different way, although it wouldn’t change anything.
“Later, baby.” Shane rested his forehead on mine and implored me with his green eyes. “Let’s talk later.”
One second ground out in the air, then two and three. I closed my eyes and dove back in, kissing his lips and giving in to the desire searing its way through my body. We deserved one more time.
His hands gripped my ass, and as he lifted me into his arms, I wrapped my legs around his waist. Impatient and needy after four days without, I rubbed myself against his gloriously hard length, satisfaction coursing through me at his throaty groan.
He stumbled into his bedroom and then we fell to the bed, a tangle of groping limbs. He stripped me bare, in every possible way, and after we’d shed our clothes, he crawled over me, his delicious weight pinning me to the mattress. Our eyes locked as we moved together, a perfectly choreographed routine ensuring maximum pleasure. Sweat slicked our bodies, our ragged breaths came faster and faster, and still we dragged it out as long as we could, clinging to the here and now because we both knew things were about to change.
“I don’t think I can hold on any longer,” I said, my head lolling back when he hit that spot that drove me crazy.
“Then let go.” Shane drove into me, deeper and harder, the pressure that’d built between us screeching toward the tipping point. He roughly kissed my mouth, a kiss that was pleasure and pain, lips and teeth and scruff and more passion than I’d ever experienced, and I let go.
His name spilled from my lips as I reached a whole new level of ecstasy, the aftershocks tumbling through me one after another, so close I could hardly tell where one ended and the next began. I clung on to him, my fingernails digging into his back, then I dragged them down, scoring lines for him to remember me by. His control snapped, and I arched my hips, meeting him so we could come down together.
After dropping a kiss on my lips, Shane shifted to the side of me, pulling me onto his chest as he fell to the bed. He held me against him extra tightly, like he never planned on letting go. I closed my eyes and soaked in every detail.
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