the drawer. He opened it with one hand, squirting a generous amount down the length of his shaft. He’d only tried to penetrate her once this way and had needed to stop when the pinching had gotten too much for her to bear. He could only pray he wouldn’t have to stop tonight.
He spread the gel along the length of his cock, ensuring the head was completely covered. Then he removed his fingers and lodged the crown against her anus. He didn’t see how he’d fit, but he was sure as hell going to try.
“Easy, darling, I don’t want to hurt you.”
She relaxed her muscles, moaning in pleasure as he pushed against the tiny opening. It gave slightly, allowing just the tip inside. He growled and pushed again, pulling her cheeks apart as he speared his cock against her. He felt the tight ring clenching on the end, whether to draw him in or force him out he wasn’t sure, but the small measure of success was all he needed to spur him on.
He thrust forward, sinking the head inside. She cried out, wailing his name as more of his shaft sank into her hot, forbidden opening. He withdrew, pausing with only the crown still lodged inside before plunging ahead and sinking his cock completely inside her anal channel.
“Oh God. You’re so hot and tight. I never dreamed it’d feel this good.”
Her reply was nothing short of a growl. He started moving, taking her ass with slow, firm strokes. It was almost painful in nature, her ass milking his cock so hard it took more force than he’d intended to keep moving. She mumbled something, but all he could make out was the pounding of his heart.
She squeezed, clamping her muscles around him.
He lost control, pounding into her so hard he nearly pushed her off the other side of the bed. He could feel his release growing, but he wasn’t even sure he’d be able to finish inside her.
She screamed his name, convulsing beneath him. He kept moving, feeling her squirm until her body went limp and he came inside her, head thrown back, balls squeezed tight. He gasped for air, finally taking them both to the bed, turning them onto their sides. Damn it’d been incredible. So tight and hot he’d been able to feel every shot of semen he’d squirted into her ass. Felt every contraction of his cock as it erupted over and over. It was the most erotic act of his life.
He closed his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. Brooklyn shuddered in his arms as he grasped her hips, easing his softening erection from her body. He should hold her. Stroke her hair. Whisper words of love. Thank her for the gift she’d given him. But he couldn’t. Instead he rolled off the bed and stomped over to the window. Good Lord, what had come over him? He’d been too rough, pushed her too far. He should have left when he had the chance. But it was too late now. He clenched his fists at his side, holding them rigid, as he turned to face his wife. “Why, Brooklyn? Just tell me why?”
She tensed at the anger in his voice, skirting a quick gaze back across her shoulder. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why, what?”
“Damn it, Brook! It’s one thing to have an affair, but it’s another to lie about it to my face!” He took three steps towards the bed. “Just tell me why you thought it was necessary to screw around on me with my own brother!”
Brooklyn turned to face him as she rose from the bed, her face twisted with anger. “What are you talking about? I’m not having an affair with Peter!”
Her body shook, and Gage could see tears gathering in her eyes. “Don’t bother denying it. I saw you two together today at O’Toole’s. I couldn’t believe it, so I called your cell, and watched you lie to me about where you were, and who you were with.” He took one step closer, his large figure diminishing hers. “Just having lunch with Emma, huh? Need to talk about the book!” He growled deep in his chest. “You’ve been lying for a month now. I have proof you’ve seen him at least a dozen
He spread the gel along the length of his cock, ensuring the head was completely covered. Then he removed his fingers and lodged the crown against her anus. He didn’t see how he’d fit, but he was sure as hell going to try.
“Easy, darling, I don’t want to hurt you.”
She relaxed her muscles, moaning in pleasure as he pushed against the tiny opening. It gave slightly, allowing just the tip inside. He growled and pushed again, pulling her cheeks apart as he speared his cock against her. He felt the tight ring clenching on the end, whether to draw him in or force him out he wasn’t sure, but the small measure of success was all he needed to spur him on.
He thrust forward, sinking the head inside. She cried out, wailing his name as more of his shaft sank into her hot, forbidden opening. He withdrew, pausing with only the crown still lodged inside before plunging ahead and sinking his cock completely inside her anal channel.
“Oh God. You’re so hot and tight. I never dreamed it’d feel this good.”
Her reply was nothing short of a growl. He started moving, taking her ass with slow, firm strokes. It was almost painful in nature, her ass milking his cock so hard it took more force than he’d intended to keep moving. She mumbled something, but all he could make out was the pounding of his heart.
She squeezed, clamping her muscles around him.
He lost control, pounding into her so hard he nearly pushed her off the other side of the bed. He could feel his release growing, but he wasn’t even sure he’d be able to finish inside her.
She screamed his name, convulsing beneath him. He kept moving, feeling her squirm until her body went limp and he came inside her, head thrown back, balls squeezed tight. He gasped for air, finally taking them both to the bed, turning them onto their sides. Damn it’d been incredible. So tight and hot he’d been able to feel every shot of semen he’d squirted into her ass. Felt every contraction of his cock as it erupted over and over. It was the most erotic act of his life.
He closed his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. Brooklyn shuddered in his arms as he grasped her hips, easing his softening erection from her body. He should hold her. Stroke her hair. Whisper words of love. Thank her for the gift she’d given him. But he couldn’t. Instead he rolled off the bed and stomped over to the window. Good Lord, what had come over him? He’d been too rough, pushed her too far. He should have left when he had the chance. But it was too late now. He clenched his fists at his side, holding them rigid, as he turned to face his wife. “Why, Brooklyn? Just tell me why?”
She tensed at the anger in his voice, skirting a quick gaze back across her shoulder. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why, what?”
“Damn it, Brook! It’s one thing to have an affair, but it’s another to lie about it to my face!” He took three steps towards the bed. “Just tell me why you thought it was necessary to screw around on me with my own brother!”
Brooklyn turned to face him as she rose from the bed, her face twisted with anger. “What are you talking about? I’m not having an affair with Peter!”
Her body shook, and Gage could see tears gathering in her eyes. “Don’t bother denying it. I saw you two together today at O’Toole’s. I couldn’t believe it, so I called your cell, and watched you lie to me about where you were, and who you were with.” He took one step closer, his large figure diminishing hers. “Just having lunch with Emma, huh? Need to talk about the book!” He growled deep in his chest. “You’ve been lying for a month now. I have proof you’ve seen him at least a dozen
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