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Chapter 23

“I was hoping you’d say that,” I giggled. “I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes.” I hung up and flew up the stairs to change. I was so hot for that boy I didn’t want to waste time trying to get off complicated clothing. I slipped on a thin summer slip of a dress in a side hanky style with spaghetti straps. I made sure to wear a strapless bra with it and a pair of racy black and lacy barely there panties. I grabbed my keys on the way back down to the kitchen, yelling at Mama so she would know I was leaving.

It actually only took me ten minutes to get to Brock’s. I might have pushed the speed limit just a tad in my excitement. I couldn’t wait to tell him my big news and then spend the rest of the day in his bed driving him wild. When he opened the door, I launched myself in his arms kissing him to pieces.

“Well hello to you too, gorgeous,” he grinned. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me into the house. We didn’t stop anywhere until we were in his bedroom. I just kept my lips on his face, his neck his collarbone, anywhere I could reach. When he deposited me on the bed, letting his delicious weight press me into the mattress, I pulled his mouth back to mine intent on ravishing him as he always ravished me.

“I need you naked, handsome,” I cooed, licking his pulse and loving his groans.

“You first, beautiful,” he husked. He claimed my lips again as his hands slid up my thighs under my dress. “I think this dress is my favorite. It makes it so easy to get to your luscious body.” I shifted so my core was lined up perfectly with his growing bulge.

“Tease me latah, baby,” I whispered. “Right now, I need my man deep inside me.” I nipped his earlobe, sucking it between my teeth. “Me faire l’amour, mon chéri (make love to me, my dear). I couldn’t wait any longer to feel him plunging in and out of me, making me come while I screamed his name. “S’il vous plaît mon bébé (please my baby)”. He attacked my mouth and ground himself into my mound, making me moan in anticipation.

“I have no idea what you just said but fuck if it wasn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard,” he growled, shoving my dress up over my head and pulling my bra cups down to free my breasts for his hungry hands. Reaching behind me, he unsnapped the garment and threw it over his shoulder. He circled my left nipple with his talented tongue, drawing it into his mouth and sucking lightly. His free hand dipped between us and cupped my wet sex over my underwear.

“I said make love to me please my baby,” I repeated with a whine, arching into his mouth and hand. I wanted more. This was just not enough. “Oh God Brock I really need you to fuck me.” I’d never said that word before but it was the only one that fit the aching need searing through my body.

“Yes ma’am,” he grinned. He shed his pants and underwear, quickly sheathing a condom over his cock. Capturing my nipple again, he entered me with a powerful thrust making my eyes roll to the back of my head. My nails were digging into his back and raking furrows in his flesh as he pounded away. It felt amazing but it still wasn’t enough.

“Harda, baby please!” He didn’t say a word. He just took my legs and placed them over his shoulder. Angling himself and using the headboard for balance, he plowed in and out. God, I didn’t think he could get any deeper but he did. I looked at his beautiful face, watching him as he was swept away by lust and desire. For me. He was a work of art and he was all mine. I was getting close but couldn’t quite reach the edge. Brock seemed to feel my need because he stared in my eyes with a wicked grin. He placed his thumb on my throbbing clit and pressed down.

“Mmm come for me, baby girl,” he commanded. That was the missing piece. I shattered around him as I came hard. I cried out as he continued to thrust long and deep, letting me ride the waves of my orgasm to completion. With a searing kiss, he pulled out and flipped me over on my stomach. “You have the perfect ass, baby,” he said, pressing my back down so it elevated my ass in the air. Massaging the globes, he plunged back in.

“Oh shit, Brock!” He was deeper than ever in this position. I was filled with overwhelming sensations as he took me from behind. Digging a hand in my hair, he gently pulled me back with a slight tug, just enough to get him that much deeper.

“Fuck, Amber! I love this tight hot pussy of yours!” I moaned long and loud. His dirty words did something to me and I loved it. I was never going to get enough of this, of him and I didn’t want to. I wanted to fill my life and my bed with everything he could give me. “Come one more time for me, baby,” he whispered as he laid himself over my back, his hot breath at my ear. His fingers found their way between my legs to my clit where he rubbed in strumming circles. My walls began to clench around him and I knew I was close again. “That’s it, love. Give it to me,” he commanded again.

My orgasm exploded like fireworks, making me scream out his name. With two more thrusts, he came with me pumping furiously as we reveled in our mutual bliss. “I love you so much, sugar,” I said, tears forming behind my eyes. He rolled to his side, gathering me to him and holding me close.

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