Page 60 of Pack Me Up

I ease in, slow and careful, watching her for any sign of pain. She’s so tight, the sensation is almost too much, but I hold back, letting her adjust.

She exhales, then relaxes, and I push in deeper. She moans, hips rocking up to meet me.

I start to move, slow at first, then a little faster. The friction is unreal; the heat, slickness, and tightness all combine to make my brain go static.

She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. “Harder,” she whispers, and I oblige, thrusting deeper.

She meets me thrust for thrust, her body greedy for it, and I let go, losing myself in her.

I feel her start to tremble, a second orgasm building. I want her to come again before I do.

I angle my hips, grinding against her clit, and she cries out, nails raking my back.

“Fox,” she gasps, “I’m—”

I kiss her, swallowing the words, and she shatters, her whole body convulsing. She clenches around me, milking my cock, and I can’t hold back any longer.

I come, hard, burying myself in her. The world goes white, then fades back to the glow of fairy lights and the sound of our ragged breathing.

We collapse together, bodies tangled, slick with sweat and cum. I hold her, kissing her hair, her cheeks, her mouth.

For a long time, we just breathe.

She curls into me, head on my chest, legs entwined. “That was…” she starts, then laughs, unable to finish.

I stroke her back, gentle, soothing. “Yeah. It was.”

She sighs, content.

We stay like that, the glow of the candles wrapping us in warmth.

She lifts her head, smiles, and kisses me, soft and slow.

“Thank you,” she whispers.

“For what?”

“For making it perfect.”

I shake my head, grinning. “You made it perfect.”

She laughs, and we kiss again, and again, until the wine goes warm and the candles burn low.

Later, she falls asleep in my arms, her breath even and slow, her hand resting over my heart.

I hold her, and I promise myself that no matter what happens, I’ll always be here.

I’ll always be enough.

And I won’t let my old insecurities hold me back anymore.

Brittney

OMEGA BUZZ GOSSIP COLUMN

ONE WEEK UNTIL MENDED HART TOUR STARTS IN DENVER

April 29th