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Oh no. I think I just fell in love.

Chapter 18

Brock

“Fuck,” I groan as Willow’s tight pussy squeezes me.

Her nails dig into my flesh as her eyes lock with mine. “Fuck, size does matter.”

I chuckle as I lean forward, taking one of her hard nipples into my mouth. I suck, lick, and nibble down, causing her to moan out her pleasure. I show the same attention to her other nipple and I feel her relax around me.

“I’m going to start moving, you good?”

It’s taking all my resolve not to fuck her hard and fast, but I don’t want to hurt her. I want her to enjoy this as much as I know I will. I’ve never had sex without a condom and feeling her wrapped around me brings a pleasure I never knew existed. I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to last once I start to move, but I do know I’ll never allow myself to come before her.

“Yes, please Brock,” she moans, moving her hips.

“Fuck, I love when you beg me.”

I pull out slowly and slam back into her, causing her to shout out. I begin to move slow and steady. My hands slide down, grabbing onto her thighs as my eyes search hers.

“You feel so fucking good wrapped around me. Your pussy is so tight and wet,” I groan, moving a bit faster.

“I’ve never felt anything this good,” she moans.

It’s definitely a boost to my self-esteem. Willow doesn’t give compliments often, at least not to me. It just means I need to show her what epic feels like.

I grab her thighs and pull her legs up and she wraps them around me. This position gets me deeper and she feels it immediately, arching her back and moaning. I don’t stop though. I pick up my pace, moving faster and harder.

My body is burning from the inside out. The want has turned to need. The need to take her orgasm, to know the sounds she makes, the way she looks, and how it feels on my bare cock.

“Brock, oh my God, yes,” she cries out, grabbing tightly onto my upper arms.

I’m fucking her harder, her body moving with the force. Her tits bounce with the movement and I dig my fingers deeper into her silky skin.

“Pinch your nipples for me, Willow.”

I slam into her, rounding my hips and she cries out, moving her hands to her tits. She pinches her nipples and I feel her walls tighten around my cock.

“That’s it, fuck. Your greedy pussy squeezing me feels so fucking good.”

Her hips are moving as fast as mine as we both get lost in the intense feeling we’re both experiencing.

My eyes run up and down her body taking in how incredibly sexy she is. Her perfect naked body lays beneath me while my dick is buried deep inside her. Her mouth is slightly parted as she moans and cries out her pleasure. I can see the lust clear in her eyes. The way she’s playing with her nipples might possibly be the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.

Willow Moore has been in my life for years and for the first time I feel like I see her.

“Brock,” she shouts.

“Fuck, hearing my name fall from your lips is unbelievably hot.”

I’m not sure how much longer I can last, so I pull out of her and her eyes snap to mine.

“What are you doing?”

I grin and drop her legs, grabbing her hips and flipping her onto her stomach. I pull her hips up and she gets onto her knees. Her perfect round ass rubs against me and I groan. I don’t waste time, I pull her back and slam back into her.

“Fuck,” she screams.