Page 57
Story: Code Name: Michelangelo
“I haven’t been with anyone in forever, and I’m on birth control.”
“Before you, it had been four years. Actually, considerably longer than that.”
“Brand?”
“Yes, Butterfly?”
“Rather than stroking yourself, put your cock inside me. Now.”
I nearly came once I was engulfed in her hot, slick, velvety flesh. “Be still,” I whispered, trying my hardest to rein in my excitement before this ended seconds after we began.
Once I’d regained control, I pumped into her until I was all the way inside, then stilled, focusing on the way her pussy clenched me. When she writhed, my passion returned, and I thrust into her, increasing my pace and sinking even deeper.
“Is this what you wanted, Butterfly?” I asked, reaching up to tweak her nipple with one hand. Later, I would lavish attention on her breasts. For now, we both needed a release. “Answer me,” I said through gritted teeth.
“It’s what I needed. I have to have you, Brand. I couldn’t stand being away from you. I need you to fuck me so hard.”
Her words were my undoing. I thrust several more times until I knew she was on the brink, then went as deep as I could and stilled. Her pussy clamped hard on me, and I felt her come at the same time I did.
Nothing and no one had ever compared to being with her. “What did you mean?” I asked, bracing myself so as not to crush her.
Her eyes met mine. “When I said I had to have you?”
I nodded.
“You’re mine, Brand. I hope you really want me to be yours because, otherwise, I might have to turn into a stalker.”
I leaned down and kissed her. “You’ve always been mine, Penelope Ramsey. I felt it the first time we met. I didn’t know how we’d ever be able to be together; I just knew we would.”
She reached up and cupped my cheek. “That was the day I fell in love with you.”
I shifted to her side but pulled her just as close as we’d been when I was on top of her. “I’ve held back saying the words for fear it would seem like I was moving too fast, pushing too hard.”
Pen smiled. “Which words are those?”
“I love you, and like you, I felt something that very day.”
Apart from answering the door when the food we’d ordered was delivered, Penelope and I spent the next two days in each other’s arms. Even when we slept, we didn’t let go.
On the third day, I received a call from Doc. It came sooner than I’d expected and was unwelcome. I hadn’t given a thought to anything other than being with Pen, talking, laughing, and making love. I resented the outside world intruding already.
“You’d think he would’ve given us a few more days,” I grumbled.
“You won’t know what he wants until you return his call. Maybe it’s just to pass on information.”
She was right, of course, so I rang him.
19
BUTTERFLY
Iknew that if I asked if he wanted me to give him privacy, Brand would tell me to stay. Instead, I got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, and turned the water on in the tub. After Brand, it was the thing I’d missed most while I was in Virginia.
It took a while to fill, so I sat on the edge and thought about telling Brand I loved him. It was tantamount to jumping from a cliff and not knowing where or when I’d land, and yet, I felt completely safe. That’s what he did for me, among many other things.
There was no point in lying about it; I loved sex, and with Brand, it was fabulous. But it was more than that. The connection we shared made it different. So much better.
I was sure I’d rolled my eyes and stopped myself from gagging whenever one of my tribe said the same thing about being with the men they loved. The notion had seemed ridiculous to me. Now, though, I believed them because, for the first time in my life, I’d experienced it.
“Before you, it had been four years. Actually, considerably longer than that.”
“Brand?”
“Yes, Butterfly?”
“Rather than stroking yourself, put your cock inside me. Now.”
I nearly came once I was engulfed in her hot, slick, velvety flesh. “Be still,” I whispered, trying my hardest to rein in my excitement before this ended seconds after we began.
Once I’d regained control, I pumped into her until I was all the way inside, then stilled, focusing on the way her pussy clenched me. When she writhed, my passion returned, and I thrust into her, increasing my pace and sinking even deeper.
“Is this what you wanted, Butterfly?” I asked, reaching up to tweak her nipple with one hand. Later, I would lavish attention on her breasts. For now, we both needed a release. “Answer me,” I said through gritted teeth.
“It’s what I needed. I have to have you, Brand. I couldn’t stand being away from you. I need you to fuck me so hard.”
Her words were my undoing. I thrust several more times until I knew she was on the brink, then went as deep as I could and stilled. Her pussy clamped hard on me, and I felt her come at the same time I did.
Nothing and no one had ever compared to being with her. “What did you mean?” I asked, bracing myself so as not to crush her.
Her eyes met mine. “When I said I had to have you?”
I nodded.
“You’re mine, Brand. I hope you really want me to be yours because, otherwise, I might have to turn into a stalker.”
I leaned down and kissed her. “You’ve always been mine, Penelope Ramsey. I felt it the first time we met. I didn’t know how we’d ever be able to be together; I just knew we would.”
She reached up and cupped my cheek. “That was the day I fell in love with you.”
I shifted to her side but pulled her just as close as we’d been when I was on top of her. “I’ve held back saying the words for fear it would seem like I was moving too fast, pushing too hard.”
Pen smiled. “Which words are those?”
“I love you, and like you, I felt something that very day.”
Apart from answering the door when the food we’d ordered was delivered, Penelope and I spent the next two days in each other’s arms. Even when we slept, we didn’t let go.
On the third day, I received a call from Doc. It came sooner than I’d expected and was unwelcome. I hadn’t given a thought to anything other than being with Pen, talking, laughing, and making love. I resented the outside world intruding already.
“You’d think he would’ve given us a few more days,” I grumbled.
“You won’t know what he wants until you return his call. Maybe it’s just to pass on information.”
She was right, of course, so I rang him.
19
BUTTERFLY
Iknew that if I asked if he wanted me to give him privacy, Brand would tell me to stay. Instead, I got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, and turned the water on in the tub. After Brand, it was the thing I’d missed most while I was in Virginia.
It took a while to fill, so I sat on the edge and thought about telling Brand I loved him. It was tantamount to jumping from a cliff and not knowing where or when I’d land, and yet, I felt completely safe. That’s what he did for me, among many other things.
There was no point in lying about it; I loved sex, and with Brand, it was fabulous. But it was more than that. The connection we shared made it different. So much better.
I was sure I’d rolled my eyes and stopped myself from gagging whenever one of my tribe said the same thing about being with the men they loved. The notion had seemed ridiculous to me. Now, though, I believed them because, for the first time in my life, I’d experienced it.
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108