“Oh, Austin…”
I licked her tender, pink flesh again, loving the sounds she made. Moans fell from her mouth to my ears as I grabbed her ass and rocked her body forward and backward.
“I can’t do it,” she said, breathing hard and heavy.
She moved down my body. I stared up and into her eyes.
“I have to have you inside me.”
“Are you sure?”
Without another word, my dick slid into her pussy as she continued moving backward. Once it was all the way in, she began riding me, moving it in and out.
All the while, she stared into my eyes. I loved who I saw looking back at me.
My hard, throbbing cock slid in and out of her tight hole as our bodies synched up. When she came down, I thrust upward, even deeper into her warm, wet folds.
“Austin,” she moaned.
“Yes, baby…”
I slid my hands up the front of her body, squeezing her breasts as the friction of my skin sliding into hers built up to intolerable levels of immense pleasure.
“Austin…”
“Brooke…”
Neither of us needed words to understand how the other felt in that particular moment of space and time. Her mind fell into mine, melded together with it.
We were separate but together, two but one. She leaned forward, palms on my chest to hold herself up as she continued grinding relentlessly. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I found it hard to formulate any type of rational thought. Part of me understood fucking her without a condom was dangerous, but in the heat of the moment, I didn’t care.
As I got closer to coming, I sped up my thrusts. Nothing mattered but achieving an orgasm, shooting my hot, thick seed deep inside her.
The look on her face told me she was close too. We were still staring into each other’s eyes, knowing somehow we had won the ultimate prize.
Both of us flinched as someone pounded on her front door.
“Who the hell is that?” she asked, crawling off me.
“I have no idea,” I said then stood up, my still hard cock bobbing up and down. “Let’s go find out.”
We both threw on our clothes. Stuffing my hard cock into my underwear and then pants was not fun and took me a bit longer.
“Go on,” I said. “I’ll be there in a moment.”
She flung open the door of her bedroom and rushed out. I gave up wrestling my cock and shut the door before sitting on the edge of her bed to wait for her.
THIRTY-ONE
Brooke
When I got to my front door, I opened it with one hand while holding my robe closed with the other. A skinny man with a Mohawk wearing a pink shirt stood on the porch surrounded by two other men and two women. I didn’t recognize any of them.
“Can I help you?” I asked. “It’s late.”
“We’re friends of Jocelyn, and we’re here to get her stuff.”