Page 135 of Braving the Storm

My fingers clench in the sheets as a loud moan falls past my lips.

“Want me to film this for you next time, hmm? Show you how good you look taking me like this?”

He already knows the muffled noises I’m making are an agreement.

Yes. Please. More. Own my entire soul forever.

“Put that toy inside your pussy for me. As far as you can go.” His voice is thick with arousal, and as I do just that, I feel his fingers pull out gently, before more gel coats down my seam.

Then, the broad head of him is there, replacing his hand, slowly pressing forward.

Everything turns into bright sparks behind my eyelids. There’sa little burn as I keep on yielding to his slow, careful attention with my body. The more he nudges his way forward, the more I get lost in the way he continues talking to me. That deep, velvety tone flows and caresses my skin and makes sure I stay safely with him, even though I might be floating on wave after wave of desire threatening to spirit me away any moment now.

“Breathe, darlin’... just like that for me. Keep breathing; we’re only gonna go nice and slow.” We both let out a groan as his tip slips inside. “Fuck, you’re the tightest thing. Relax and let that toy take care of your perfect cunt while I fill this sweet little ass like I know you want me to.”

Storm commands my body with precision and the utmost care, and I’m sobbing with pleasure as he pushes deeper, working his way inside me until I can’t think straight.

The vibrations extending through my pussy must be driving him insane, too, because each grunt comes louder, and his grip tightens against my hips as we both succumb to the moment.

“Fuck.Fuck. It’s too good… your hot little ass is squeezing me to death. Fuck yourself with that toy nice and fast now. I need you to come because I’m not gonna last with how good this feels. You have no idea how good this feels.” He says the words through gritted teeth, while my whimpering sounds come thick and fast.

I tumble, headlong into a full body climax that extends through every cell, every muscle, leaving me a shuddering mess in his arms as he wraps me tight with one powerful arm and bands my back against his chest.

There’s nothing but pure pleasure and desire and so much love flowing between us as I feel him throb and swell, his length burying deep inside me as he comes and lets out a primal groan in my ear.

We’re only hearts thundering and pulses racing and sweat-slicked skin as he tumbles us forward onto the bed. I hardly even register as he helps me pull the vibrator out and turn it off before roaming his hot palms everywhere, kneading my softness and murmuring how much he loves me.

Lying there connected like this feels so undeniably special, as he tilts my face toward his, fusing our mouths together, I can feel every single one of those words as he kisses me long and deep.

Fragments of scenes of all of our other stolen moments together fly in, back from a time when there wasn’t supposed to be anything between us, that night outside his truck when he kissed me for the first time, it all swoops in and cradles me so sweetly.

This man, our life together, it’s so much more than anything I could have dared imagine.

I’m ready for an eternity more of learning exactly how this kind of love is supposed to be.