He stays inside me for a few timeless moments, and I relish the fullness. The completion.
He’s massive, for sure. And yes, it burned at first. When he went into me without the condom and then left, I thought I might die an untimely death.
Now he’s back inside.
And I don’t ever want him to leave.
Finally he pulls out and then pushes back into me.
The friction—every bit of it—is nirvana. I’m not sure my pussy has ever been so sensitive to invasion. For a moment, I even doubt my bisexuality. No woman could make me feel like this.
But then I understand.
No other man could either.
This is crazy. Completely crazy.
“Please,” I say. “Don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t planning on it,” Brock says, his voice wavering just a bit. “You feel amazing, Rory.”
“God, yes. So do you.”
“I could stay inside you all day and night.”
“Please.” This time I whisper.
He slides in and out of me slowly, sensually, so that I can feel every millimeter of every stroke.
Yes, I want him to go faster. But at the same time, I don’t. I want to revel in this, savor each slow stroke.
“Fuck,” he says through clenched teeth.
“What?”
“Want to… Need to…”
It happens. He rams into me. Pulls out and thrusts quickly.
And oh my God, sparks fly through me as he fucks me and hits my clit with each thrust.
And I know… I know…
“Brock!” I screech out as the orgasm shatters me.
I see stars. I seriously see stars. I climax easily. I always have, but this… This is something I’ve never experienced. Not with a man, and not with a woman.
My whole body quivers, expanding and then contracting, everything ending in perfect pulsations between my legs.
He continues ramming into me, fucking me hard and fast.
“God, Rory. Oh my God.”
He pushes into me once more, and I feel him. I feel him come. Each shattering pulse of his cock.
And I want it. I want it all. I want everything Brock has to give.
He stays inside me for a few moments, and then he rolls over, closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead.
“Rory.” His voice is a low rasp.
“Yeah.”
“My God.”
“It was…”
“Spectacular,” he finishes for me.
“Yes. That was magnificent.”
“You’re magnificent,” he says.
“So are you.”
“You need anything?” he asks without opening his eyes. “Water?”
“How about a smoke?”
He chuckles.
“I’m good,” I say.
“Excellent. Give me a few minutes, and then we’re going to do that again.”
I close my eyes, my body still reeling. My nipples are so hard, and my pussy is still quivering. My body is still awash in goose bumps. This is unreal. I’m living in unreality at this moment.
Tomorrow is Sunday, a day off for me. Probably not a day off for Brock.
I should probably leave. Ask him to take me home. Sure, he says he wants to go again, but it’s crazy to stay here. This is our first date.
Except it’s not. It’s our second date. Third if you count our lunch. Fourth if you count the brief make-out session at the party last week.
But I don’t count that. I’m kind of a traditional girl at heart. Making out at a party with a guy—even Brock Steel—isn’t a date. It’s glorified high school. I’m dealing with enough high school drama right now. I don’t need to add any more.
Brock lets out a soft snore.
I smile. Brock is a normal man. Underneath that gorgeous exterior and that womanizing personality is a normal guy who snores.
I can’t help myself. I crawl toward him, snuggle into his shoulder. I close my eyes, inhale his spicy masculine scent.
Men. So different from women, and no less intoxicating.
But this man… This man stands alone.
These feelings I’m having are new to me. I’m not one to fall hard and fast. Relationships take time, and I like to let them evolve organically.
But this…
This is something new.
Something new…and a little bit scary.
But in some way, it’s not scary at all.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Brock
I wake to Sammy barking outside. I don’t usually leave her outside at night, but I was a bit distracted by a certain gorgeous brunette who’s still in my arms.
Rory is sleeping soundly snuggled up to my shoulder. And damn, it feels good.
It feels right.
What the hell is happening to me?
I move, trying not to wake her, and leave the bed and pull on a pair of pajama pants. Then I pad through the hallway and out to the kitchen, where I let in a panting Sammy, who is very happy to see me.
“Hey, girl. I’m sorry. I fell asleep.” I scratch her behind her ears.
After she’s done getting love from me, she walks to her water bowl and drinks heartily. Her water outside must have been empty. I’ve totally neglected her this evening, the poor girl.
When she’s done drinking, she comes back to me where I’m sitting down at the kitchen table. I scratch the top of her head. “I’m sorry. I’ve been a little distracted by a beautiful woman. It won’t happen again, girl.”
She forgives me, of course. She’s a dog, after all. Her belly is full, and she’s loved.
I rise then. “Come on,” I say to my canine friend.
She comes with me into the bedroom and jumps right up onto her spot at the foot of the bed.
Rory moves slightly and then opens her eyes.
“Sorry,” I say. “Sammy didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s okay,” she says, yawning. “What time is it?”
“It’s about two a.m.”
She jolts upward. “I should go.”
“It’s okay. Stay.”
“But—”
“Really. I want you to stay.”
She smiles. “Okay.” She lies back down.
I shimmy out of my pajama pants. “Since we’re both awake…” I lie down next to her, pull her toward me, and kiss her beautiful lips.
She tastes as sweet and succulent as she did before. This woman doesn’t have morning breath. Of course, it’s not morning yet.
But already I know she won’t have morning breath. And if she does, it won’t matter to me.
Already I know that I’ll take every chance I can to be with her, to get inside her, to hold her close to me.
I’m hard again, and damn, I didn’t think to put a condom on before we started this.
I don’t want to stop kissing her. Her lips are so soft, her tongue so velvety and sweet.
I want to pull her on top of me, have her straddle me, ride me.
Fuck.
I break the kiss.
“You okay?” she asks.
“Condom,” I grit out.
She nods.
I rise, walk to the dresser, and take care of things. Then I settle back in bed. Already, I know that if I start kissing her again, I’ll be inside her within minutes.