Chapter 64
sixty-four
White molten heat fills my veins when Brex’s mouth latches onto my nipple, making me moan.
Releasing it with a pop he looks up at me, lips curling into a lopsided smile. Sunset colors of orange, pink, and gold highlight his face right before the sun winks and disappears, leaving us bathed in dusk.
“Let’s get you out of these jeans, shall we?”
We scramble. Brex tosses our empty glasses into the basket and shoves it out of the way as I hurry and shimmy out of my jeans and take off my bra.
He turns, pulling his shirt over his head only to freeze when he sees me on my knees, tits still on full display. When his gaze drops and he sees my barely-there red thong, he groans.
“Holy fuck, I knew it! You’re definitely trying to kill me.”
Then he pounces.
Wrapping an arm around my waist, he tosses me down onto the blanket, grabs the hem of my lace panties and rips them off with a jerk of his wrist.
Before I can even catch my breath, his strong hands grip my thighs and shove them wide, spreading me open to his lust-filled gaze.
The first drag of his tongue through my folds sends a jolt of electricity up my spine. “Ahhh!” I squeal, fingers tangling in his hair.
Using his thumbs, he spreads me open and shoves his tongue deep inside my cunt. The sound he makes is a low, guttural groan vibrating against my sensitive flesh, making my toes curl and my fingers tighten in his hair.
“Brex—fuck—”
His tongue works in long, filthy strokes, licking me from my entrance to my clit and back again. Each pass sends a wave of pleasure so intense it borders on pain.
The sky above bleeds from purple to deep blue as stars start blinking to life. Wildflowers sway in the breeze, their sweet scent mixing with the spicy musk of Brex’s cologne.
He flattens his tongue and sucks my clit, and I arch off the blanket, hips bucking as I grind against his face.
Brex growls, shifting his position to hold me down with one hand splayed over my belly as he shoves two fingers inside me.
The pressure is sinful and exquisite as his fingers curl, working me ruthlessly—thrusting, curling, scissoring—while his tongue flicks.
“Oh, fuck, yes. Right there,” I gasp, lifting my hips to meet each fevered stroke. “Don’t stop.”
Relentless, wet, filthy sounds of his fingers working my cunt fill my ears as my inner walls begin to flutter, familiar tension building at the base of my spine.
I can tell he knows I’m close because that’s when Brex doubles down and adds a third finger. His thumb finds my clit, pressing and circling in time with his thrusts. The dual sensation pushes me toward the edge, my thighs trembling against his shoulders.
“Come for me, baby,” he commands.
My orgasm crashes, and I scream his name as stars explode behind my eyes. My inner walls flex, pulse after pulse as waves of pleasure roll over and through me.
Pushing himself up, Brex hurriedly kicks off his jeans and takes a seat. Big hands surround my waist as he drags me back into his lap, notching himself at my entrance.
Gripping my hips, he slams me down, knocking the air from my lungs as he sheathes his cock inside me.
Brex’s eyes go dark, pooling with liquid heat as he takes my mouth and I moan, tongues tangling as he thrusts up into me, over and over.
Breaking the kiss, he trails his lips over my jaw and down my neck, stopping at the sensitive hollow of my throat before he moves onto my nipple, sucking hard, teeth grazing the sensitive peak.
Little grunts and mewls spill from my lips, fingers digging into his shoulders as he fucks up into me with slow, deep rolls of his hips.
“I love how sweet you taste,” he growls against my skin, switching to my other nipple.
Shoving his face into the curve of my neck, his next words are low and guttural. “Holy shit, I—” He cuts himself off with a growl and tightens his grip on my hips, every thrust driving me closer and closer to the edge. “Fuck me, your pussy feels so. Damn. Good.”
He circles his hips, driving in deep.
Each feral stroke steals another breath from my lungs. Body tense, heat coils inside my core like a bomb ready to explode.
“Jesus, I’m going to come.” Brex shudders, veins popping in his neck as he attempts to hold his release at bay.
My eyelids flutter in time with my inner walls, orgasm teetering right on the edge. “What do you need to push you over, huh?” he grunts as a single bead of sweat trails down the side of his face. “How ‘bout, you’re a dirty little slut and I want you to come all over my cock?”
Light bursts, exploding and curling through my veins like a wildfire. My body seizes, every muscle locking up tight as pleasure detonates from my core, radiating outward in a rolling shockwave.
“Fuck—fuck—” I babble, nails raking down his biceps as I clamp down on his cock in violent, rhythmic pulses.
“Unngghh!” Brex’s cock jerks, and I can actually feel the hot spurts of his cum filling me up as he comes on one half thrust, then another before he stills.
We tremble, gasping into each other’s mouths for a moment before he leans away just enough to look into my eyes.
Fingers flexing against my ass, his gaze searches mine as his expression softens before he quietly says, “There are times when all I want to do is crawl inside you. Be one with you. Never let you go.”