He rocked against my hole and let out curse words that gave me goosebumps. I was so wet that the longer he pushed, the more receptive my body became until he sank deep into me. For a moment I wondered if he’d split me in half. In the next moment, I didn’t care.
My walls contracted and a jolt of pleasure shot through me like a bullet then it smoothed out into lazy waves that radiated all over. “Did you cum, beautiful? Did you cum on my cock?” Cease asked, staring into my eyes. I nodded timidly and watched a wolfish grin take over his handsome face.
He bucked into me and I moaned. “Such an eager girl. Eager and sweet.” He crashed against my mouth and stroked my pussy until tears fell from my eyes.
“Oh god, Cease!” I squeaked, digging my nails into his broad back.
“Cum again for me, Brook. You feel so fucking good. So slippery for me.”
“All for you,” I cried out as another wave of shivers took over me.
“Fuck!” He roared, tensing and gritting his teeth. His dick twitched inside of me and I felt heat flood my core. It was the most satisfying feeling I ever remembered in my entire life.
I wanted to live in that feeling. I wanted to bottle it and let it sustain me forever. It was pure bliss. Caesar was pure fucking bliss.
**
Caesar…
Brook was wrapped around me in the middle of the night and goddammit if my dick wasn’t rock hard and begging for her. Time stood still while I made love to her and I wanted to press pause again. She was knocked out though.
I waited and waited for the flood of regret to flush through my veins but it never did. I felt pangs of guilt for what we’d done but the strongest and most resounding feeling was relief. I needed her.
She helped to heal the broken pieces that shattered when I found Ant lying on the floor alone. He died alone and after we argued. No matter how much the logical side of me said it wasn’t my fault and I couldn’t have known what would happen, the emotional side of me felt like shit. I had to work through my own issues but having Brook by my side helped tons.
While she snuggled closer to me, I breathed in her signature honey and lavender smell. With her arm draped loosely around me, I was able to make out the loud, red cut marks on her skin. Seeing that shit made my chest tight. I’d never seen such beautiful sorrow before. I was happy that I pulled her out of the water in her head but I wanted her to learn how to pull herself out.
She was just as strong and fierce as anyone else. I only wished I knew how to help her see that. I picked up her hand and kissed her wrists over and over, hoping somehow to pour love into her veins.
Why didn’t Ant tell me how troubled she was?
Thinking about Anthony brought me to the stark realization that he would have my fucking head if he knew what was happening right now between Brooklyn and me. He would never understand. I wasn’t sure if I understood. All I knew was that she lived inside each beat of my heart and without her, nothing moved.
**
The morning brought a clear head and a sleepy Brooklyn sitting in the kitchen, trying to get herself together. I smiled when I walked past her. “There she is,” I smiled, kissing the top of her head. “You okay, Kiddo?”
“Cease, you can stop calling me Kiddo now,” she laughed. “Your dick was inside of me last night.” Her voice turned sultry and my cock throbbed like it could hear her words.
“It was pretty fucking deep inside of you,” I growled close to her ear. I watched goosebumps blanket her beautiful olive skin in response. She blushed and tipped her head back to kiss me.
“So no more Kiddo,” she demanded.
“No more Kiddo…unless I’m trying to piss you off.” I pressed a kiss to her soft lips then slid my hands up her sides. Her skin was silky and flawless. “I want this off,” I told her while I held her plump bottom lip prisoner between my teeth. I tugged on her shirt and she giggled while she pulled it over her head.
Perky tits with hard caramel nipples stared back at me. I wet my lips with my tongue and sat Brook on the counter before devouring her amazing breasts. The way she slid her fingers through my hair drove me wild. I pressed my teeth down on her nipples and she whined hooking her long legs around me.
“Bite me harder,” she begged, gripping my hair in her fist. I realized I could show her the beautiful side of pain. The side that didn’t harm but helped. I bit her nipple again and she moaned that time. I could feel heat pouring from her sweet cunt and I wanted to be covered in it.
“Bend over. Now,” I told her, snatching her hair in my hand. I loved how soft it was and the way it felt between my fingers.
She slid off the counter and bent over giving me a perfect view of her ass and a glimpse of her glistening pussy. God, she was soaked. I knelt behind her and slid my tongue along her slit while she gasped.
“Cease,” she whimpered.
I snaked my tongue deep into her pussy and coated my face in her wetness. Once I was satisfied, I stood up and eased into her tight pussy inch by inch so I didn’t hurt her. When she pushed her ass back on me, I took it as a signal to go deeper so I did.
“Yes! Oh my god!” She squeaked. Her knuckles were white from gripping the counter’s edge. I had to pause before I came deep inside of her. Her moans were like drugs in my veins.
