Page 52 of Yours, Forever


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With a dark chuckle, I snake my arms back around her waist and haul her inside my condo, kicking the door shut behind us. She squeals happily and yanks the towel away. I love watching her eyes brighten as she sees me—all of me.

"Oh, Ireallymissed you."

The husky breath to her voice immediately has blood rushing to my cock, and she watches awestruck. She has too many clothes on. She seems a bit starstruck, if you can consider me a star—which I don't—so I grab the luggage from her hands and drop it to the floor. The movement kickstarts Brooke, and she attacks me again,

Her hands are everywhere all at once—she shoves me against the wall of my entryway, rattling the little table next to me. And shestillhas too many clothes on. I frantically kiss her back and try to unzip her coat, try to remove any barriers between us. My mind blanks out when she tangles her hand in my hair and pulls—ever so gently, but the unexpectedly pleasurable pressure turns my cock from steel to diamond.

My god, I love her.

"Wait," I gasp out. "Bedroom. Clothes off.Please."

Brooke traps my lower lip between her teeth and lets out a growly moan. Quicker than I can react, she pulls back and strips herself nude. Her fingers are so nimble that I never would have been able to unzip and unbutton with the speed she has. Not with my brain offline, anyway.

My girlfriend, the love of my life, stands before me like a Rubenesque goddess. Her green hair has faded to a soft pastel mint and the pink blush of her cheeks makes her look like a fairy queen. She's something out of mythical lore, and I'm about to become a historian. I'm going to relearn everything about her and use it as my bible. She's my religion now.

Dropping to my knees, I worship the pillowy expanse of her thighs. My hands find her glorious ass, kneading and pulling and squeezing, while my nose finds its way to the delightfully soft hang of her belly.

My god, I love her more than anything, ever.

"You're heaven, baby. You're pure fucking heaven," I mumble between kisses to her soft flesh.

"Show me, Dustin. Show me how much you love it." She looks down at me with a hungry gaze.

Yes, ma'am.

I gently pry her thighs apart and nearly melt at the sight of her pussy. I'm a drowning man, and she's the lifeboat. Lowering myself on my knees and heels, I pull her closer and tip my head back, burying my face between her legs.At the first swipe of my tongue, she shivers and groans. At the second, her hands rush to my hair, and she anchors herself above me.

I could die like this, I think. I would die the happiest man in the world.

With one hand, I reach around her thighs and latch onto her ass. With the other, I pull her lips apart and wrap my lips around her clit. She quakes under my touch and gasps with every gentle flick of my tongue. The desperate sound forces a buzz of energy down my spine, and my cock weeps precum. I'm aching to be inside her, but I want to take care of her. I'll always take care of her.

I slip one finger between her lips and curl it back, pressing on the spongy flesh within. She lets out a gasping moan and yanks on my hair—my eyes roll back in my head. Fuck, I'm dead, I'm dead and in heaven; this is heaven. This is Valhalla. This is paradise.

She is paradise.

As I work my tongue and finger, I feel her tense up around me. She's strung tighter than a guitar, close to bursting, and I keep my movements steady. Slow. Working. Exactly how she likes it. Exactly how she needs it. Unintelligible pleas and promises fall from her lips as she grinds on my face. I'm her toy, I'm her dedicated vibrator, and I'll do this job until I die.

I hum around her clit, and she detonates from the soft vibrations. Her walls clamp down on my finger, and herthighs tremble around my head. The most beautiful moan in the world echoes around my condo, and I want to record it. I want that to be my wake-up alarm. I want to pipe it directly into my headphones and listen to it on repeat.

Brooke releases my hair, panting with flushed cheeks and chest, looking down at me. She cocks me a hazy smile. "Your turn."

Brooke

"Yourturn."Assoonas the words leave my mouth, Dustin snaps up to a stand and spins me around, shoving my face into the very wall I pushed him against.

He kicks my feet apart and lines up his cock to my pussy, pressing the hot head between my lips. He's been rock-hard since I got here, and I aim to take full advantage of that. With a single thrust, he buries himself deep and lets out a primal groan against my shoulder. The heat of his breath feathers along my skin, and goosebumps erupt.

God, he's amazing. I missed him so much. I missedthis. I missed feeling so full, so connected, so completely in love with him. And he's finally close enough to reach out and grab.

"You're incredible, Brooke," he pants out and rocks his hips back and forth slowly. "You're amazing. I love you—I need you, I need this, please, let me show you?"

"Show me, Dustin. Show me today and tomorrow and the next, show me, fucking show me."

I thought I was ready, but I wasn't. As soon as I give him permission, he slams his pelvis against my ass and steals my breath. His cock feels harder than anything I've ever felt. He fills me up so completely, nearly bottoming out, but not enough to cause any pain. Pure pleasure. Pure heaven.

PureDustin.

He keeps one hand latched to my ass cheek and the other on my shoulder, bracing me in place, fucking me into the wall. I can't control the volume of my voice, I can't control the sounds coming from my mouth, I can't control anything. And I fucking love it. I love when he takes control, when he owns my body, when he pistons into me with the force of a desperate man.