Page 80 of Dirty Like Brody
Herman.
She reached down, grabbing the length of my cock in my jeans and she squeezed, hard, rubbing upanddown.
“Jessa… fuck, I’m too close,” I managed to say as we kissed in a desperate, clumsy frenzy. She fumbled with me, with my fly, which just made my dick jerk, tightening… “Fuck… I can’t even…” But she got my jeans open and clawed my underwearaside.
I blew on her stomach as she caressed me, gently, driving me fucking insane, and she writhed beneath me as I did it like she couldn’t getenough.
“Ah… shit.” The breath hissed out between my teeth as she kept stroking me. I leaned down over her on my elbows, wanting to collapse, but not knowing how she’d feel about me smushing my spunk between us. Then she caught my mouth with hers, slipped her tongue between my lips, and we were making out like a couple of kids in the dark, again, while everyone elsepartied.
Like we’d picked up right where weleftoff.
I ran my hand down and rubbed my come into her belly. She moaned into our kiss like she liked it, so I smeared it down between her legs… letting my wet fingers slip right up inside her as she lifted her hips to meet me. I didn’t plan to do it and I didn’t think about what I was doing. It just happened as my body responded to her sweet softness, drawn in by her heatandneed.
“Give it to me,” she whispered, riding my fingers. “All of it.” She squeezed my cock in her hand and whispered, “I want allofyou.”
I was still half-hard, so I gave it to her as she spread her thighs around me.Jesus… so fuckingtight.
Hot.Sweet.Wet.
My pulse pounded in my brain and somewhere in the back of my mind the thought of a condom flitted by. Then Jessa grabbed my ass, pulling me deeper, and the thought was gone—and I did not care. I kissed her… rocking into her a few times until she’d taken me; all of me. Then I lay still, my cock throbbing, squeezed inside her tight, slick flesh, catching mybreath.
“Brody…thatwas….”
“Don’t say it, princess,” I told her, holding her hips down and grinding into her. “Don’t say it like it’s over…” I ground into her a few more times, just savoring the feel of her as my cock perked back up, and then I got serious, fucking her like I’d always wantedtodo.
Jesus Christ… I wasfuckingJessa.
When she started undulating beneath me, wanting more, I blew out abreath.
“Sweetheart… Jessa…fuckme…”
I’d never felt anything like this before. Not even close to this. Wanting her… wanting more of her, faster and harder and just plainmorethan my body couldkeepup.
Her body could, though, her urgency building beneath me as shemoved.
“I know you just came and you’re probably kind of… um… sensitive,” she panted beneath me, her hips swiveling against me as she rode me from beneath, “but is it wrong… if I just use your super-hot… hard body… to get offagain?”
“Please,” I said, “useme.”
She laughed her beautiful laugh and I kissed her, deep, claiming her mouth with my tongue as we fucked, slow and wet. At some point I noticed it was starting to rain, just a misting drizzle, typical for this time of year. It was fucking cold actually, but the fire was still warm, almost hot on my back, and the heat between us… we were bothsweating.
Wasn’t long before I was so lost in her that I had no idea which way was up. Literally. Somehow, she’d gotten me on my back. She was riding me like she couldn’t get enough, fast and hard… then slow, grinding against me and wiggling around, savoring the feel of our bodies connected for thefirsttime.
Then there was no more slow. It was all fast, hungry thrusts as her body claimed mine, over and over, and I just held on for the ride, watching her, the pleasure building fast—my chest burning in a way it never had when I’d been with any otherwoman.
For once, I didn’t close my eyes, imagining I was withsomeoneelse.
Her.
It wasalwaysher.
“Brody…” Jessa’s hands gripped my neck as she rode me, her nails digging into me. “Brody… God, I missed you…” Tears shone in herbrowneyes.
“You don’t have to miss me anymore.” I held her face in my hands, our eyes locked together. “I’m here,” I told her, fucking breathless. “Just take it,sweetheart… ”
I was stiff by now, every muscle in my body locked up tight, every nerve tuned into her movements as her body slid against mine. That strange burning in my chest coiling tight, squeezing out alltheair.
I was vaguely aware that the band had stopped jamming. Zeppelin was cranked through the surround sound system, and as “Babe, I’m Gonna Leave You” climaxed, pumping through the roof beneath us, Jessa fucked the living hell right outofme.
