Brooks kneels before me, spreads my thighs, and tucks into my pussy, kissing my crease before licking his way inside. My eyes roll back, and my hands grip the back of his head as I lean against the porch post trying to keep my knees from buckling. It’s not an easy task as he devours me like the cream in the center of a cupcake.
Growl after growl rises from his throat as he licks, sucks, and bites at my thighs, my clit, and the lips of my pussy.God, this is heaven.
“Tell me you need it, baby.”
“I need you,” I moan, grinding my face up into his beard. I know I said I hated being called baby, but the more and more he says it, the more I realize how untrue that is. When he calls me baby, I feel safe and protected, like I belong to him, like anything in the world could happen and he’d be right there to make it all better again.
Two thick fingers slide into my pussy, and I sigh, leaning into his touch. “Oh… right there”
“You’re so fuckin’ tight. I can’t wait to sink into you again.” His tone is ragged as he thrusts into me, slow and steady in a come-hither motion that has me rocking against his touch.
“I need you.” There’s an unintentional whine in my voice as I speak, like the desperation is leaking out of me… quite literally.
“Baby… you know I need you too.” He thrusts faster, licking my clit intermittently as he works. “Come for me. I need to taste you.”
He’s steady with his motions, his breath is hot on my skin, and the sight of his dark ink on his shoulders as his beard rubs against my pussy is more than enough to drive me to the edge. “Oh my God!” My thighs squeeze around his face and tighten against his fingers.
“I need to hear you come so fuckin’ bad.”
His words are mumbled between growls and licks, but I catch what he’s saying, and it gives my body that last push into surrender. I drag in a deep breath as my muscles tighten and release in a matter of milliseconds. Brooks bites down on my clit and drags his fingers along my inner walls as I come, hard and fast, convulsing against his touch.
He’s so big. His fingers are so thick. His beard feels so fucking good. I press his head against my pussy, savoring the final moments of the orgasm before the sensations become too much to handle and I push him away… or at least try to.
Brooks grips my hips and holds me in place, licking me up as I quiver against his face.
“Good fuckin’ girl,” he growls, eating me like I’m the first meal he’s had in ages.
His calloused hand presses on my inner thigh, spreading me further apart as his beard brushes every surrounding inch.
“Okay… oh my God. I can’t! You have to stop.” I push him away playfully, but he digs in for more, licking and sucking as I dart back and forth.
When he’s satisfied, he climbs up, turns me around, kisses the back of my neck, and sinks into me with a satisfying groan.
“Fuck… I’ve missed you.”
I’m not sure I’ve ever heard a better sound in my life or felt anything quite so satisfying. How did I go years without this?
He grips my hips as I lean over the railing and take him in over and over again. He’s so big, both long and thick, like an actual eggplant or the handle of a hammer… not that I’ve been thinking about it or anything.
“Brooks… right there.” He hits a spot near my cervix that hasn’t been touched since the last time he was there.
“You feel so fuckin’ good.” He reaches around and grips my tit in one hand as he thrusts forward again and again. “Can I come in your little pussy? Can I fill you up?” His tone is so rough and ragged.
“Yes! Give me everything,” I beg. “I need it. I want your come dripping out of me.”
His phone lights up. It’s on the porch, falling out of the pocket of his jeans, but I can clearly see the screen. It’s Jake from the body shop. I’d completely forgotten about dad’s truck. A better person would probably stop all this and answer the call, but there’s no way in hell that’s happening.
It’s been years since I’ve felt Brooks like this. I need him. I need him to make me his. Thrusting deeper, he hits the pleasure spot again and again.
Oh God, am I gonna come? I’m going to come again!
I grip the railing tighter as he drives into me harder and harder. “Oh God, don’t stop!”
He thumps into me harder and faster, one rough hand cupping my breast as the other digs into my hip. “Fuck!” he groans, and thumps into me one final time before I explode, tightening around his cock as he empties inside of me.
I hear him growl, and I know he’s gripping me tighter than he had before, but I’m not comprehending much else. I swearI’m underwater or floating in space. My head has never felt so light.
“Fuck…” He pulls out of me and collapses back onto the rocking chair, pulling me back with him.
