Nine
His words are true and sincere. Hearing them as he’s on his knees before me has me feeling…empowered. I take a shaky step forward and reach out to brush my hand over his cheek. His eyes close as he leans into the contact. Then he turns his head and presses a soft kiss to the inside of my wrist. I’m smiling when he looks up at me again.
“Please, Sadie,” he whispers. “Be mine.”
“Okay,” I smile. “I’m yours, Brock.”
In an instant, he’s on his feet, pulling my body flush against his as he kisses me slow and deep. His hands travel all over my exposed back and my ass, driving me insane with desire. When I feel his hardened cock press against me, I moan.
“Brock, please.”
“Tell me what you need,” he pants into my mouth. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.”
“I want you,” I rasp.
He pulls back at this and hits me with his gorgeous smile.
“You have me, Sadie,” he says firmly.
“No, Brock,” I whisper. “I want you. Now.”
I can see the moment he understands my desire. His dark blue eyes go almost black as he gently lifts me into his arms. I rest my head against him as he walks us into his bedroom. When he lays me on his bed, he straightens and takes me in again. His gaze just as sensual as if he were touching me.
“My God, Sadie,” he says. “You are truly my goddess.”
He takes me in for another long moment. I’m about to beg him when he starts to discard his clothing. I enjoy the sight of his chest again until he discards his pants. The considerable tent in his boxers makes my breath catch. When he’s completely bared for me, my legs rub together involuntarily as my pussy clenches with need.
“Brock,” I whisper.
“I’m going to take good care of you, sweet Sadie,” he says as he reaches for me. “You’re going to feel nothing but pleasure.”
“Yes,” I smile as he pulls me to my feet.
After a sweet kiss, he turns me around and pulls down the zipper of my dress. Then he undoes the button on the halter top. When he tugs it to the floor, he growls and curses. The dress didn’t require a bra, so I decided not to wear any panties either.
“My God,” he breathes.
He steps close behind me, his hands lightly gripping my waist as he presses a soft kiss to my neck. I shiver and my nipples tighten.
“Lay on the bed, Sadie,” he whispers. “I need to worship my goddess.”
I smile and turn my head to meet his eyes. They stay locked on mine as I do what he wants. Then he crawls onto the bed. I part my legs and he settles between them, his cock nestled firmly against my slit. With a smile, he rocks himself against me.
“Brock,” I gasp.
“Get comfortable,” he rasps. “I’m going to claim you now.”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Please.”
His smile is sexy enough to make me shudder. And then he gets to work. With his hands and his mouth, he blazes a trail down my body. Each kiss and gentle caress done with more care than has ever been lavished on me before. When he gets to my breasts, I’m prepared to be overwhelmed. And yes, he makes me come again this way. I moan as the sensations finally fade, but he’s still tasting me.
“Brock,” I sigh. “Oh, my God.”
He chuckles and then flicks his tongue over my nipple. I gasp and my hands fly to his head. Another chuckle, then he starts to suckle me again as he slips his hand between my legs. One touch of his finger to my clit and I’m lost again. This time, he’s the one who moans. I’m gasping for breath when I feel his hand brush over my cheek.
“Brock,” I breathe.
“Are you okay?”
“God, Brock,” I smile. “I’ve never…”
He smiles at this. Then presses a sweet kiss to my lips.
“Until now, my sweet Sadie,” he growls. “I’m going to give you everything you didn’t know you needed. For as long as you’ll let me.”
I shiver. He smiles and starts his way down my body again. This time, though, he doesn’t linger on my breasts. Instead, he kisses his way down my stomach to my pussy. When he presses a kiss to my mound, my body jolts in surprise and my legs try to clench around his head. He very gently presses them apart as I look down at him.
“Do you want me to stop?” he rasps.
“Brock,” I pant. “Are you sure you want to…”
“I’m sure I want to please you in every way imaginable,” he says. “And I promise I’ll go slow. Or…I can stop.”
“No,” I breathe. “Please…don’t stop.”
“Very well.”
With his eyes locked with mine, he lowers his mouth and places and open-mouthed kiss on me… there . I rocket to the edge in seconds, then come for a third time when he plunges his tongue into my swollen opening. My breath leaves me in a rush, then I’m gasping for air when he keeps going. Fucking me with his tongue.
My body tenses again, but I force myself to relax. Because Brock obviously knows what he’s doing. And he’s doing it very, very well. As I float down from another orgasm, he growls as he rises over me. When I open my eyes, he’s smiling down at me. I give a small smile back as he makes a request.
“Taste yourself, Sadie,” he rasps.
He lowers his mouth to mine and I welcome his deep kiss. I moan at the sweet tang on his tongue. Then I proceed to lick his face clean as he rubs his hardened cock against me. When I can stand it no more, I make my request.
“Please, Brock,” I pant. “I need to feel you inside me.”
“What exactly do you want to feel inside you?”
There’s a smirk on his face as he asks. So, after a deep breath, I give him what he wants. A little breathlessly, but still.
“I want to feel your…cock inside my pussy.”
“As you wish, my goddess.”
In less than a minute, he rises and retrieves a condom. As soon as he sheathes himself, he looms over me and presses just the head against my opening.
“Keep your eyes on me, Sadie,” he breathes. “I want your eyes while I claim you.”
I nod. Then he braces his arms and thrusts his hips forward. My mouth falls open on a wordless moan. But he doesn’t stop. For what feels like ages, he presses forward until I feel like my body could burst. By the time he stops, he’s panting.
“Fuck,” he rasps. “You feel incredible.”
“Brock,” I sigh. “Oh, my God.”
“Are you okay?”
“I…I’m so full,” I breathe.
“I won’t last long this time,” he says. “But we’ve got all night.”
“Yes,” I nod. “We do.”
With a smile, he starts to move. At first, he barely pulls out before sliding back in. Each time feels like the first. It’s almost too much. But he keeps going until my body relaxes even more and takes him with ease.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” he sighs. “Take all of me. Let me fill you up.”
“You are,” I moan. “God, Brock…”
I have no more words. Not until I’m on the brink of another orgasm.
“More,” I beg. “Harder. Make me come.”
My words unlock what he’s been holding back. With a growl, he rears back and pounds himself into me. Never before have I been taken with such ferocity. Such raw passion. But I love it.
“Yes!” I scream. “Fuck me hard!”
Somehow, he moves harder. And I come. Harder than I ever have. Screaming Brock’s name as I claw at his arms, desperate for all he can give me. When I’m about to beg him to stop, he stills, a great roar leaving him as he comes. It’s so intense, I can actually feel his cock throbbing inside of me.
“Brock,” I pant. “Oh, God, Brock…”