Forbidden Touch: A Best Friends To Lovers Romance by Iona Rose (best classic literature .txt) 📕

flooded with her cream, ready for me to claim her. But Brooke had to take the lead. She had to tell me herself. I wouldn’t do something she didn’t want or would regret later.

She moaned sweetly as I teased her pussy. She pulled back from our kisses and as she sat up, I reached out and palmed her nipples. I loved her big nipples and breasts. I loved everything about Brooke.

She threw her head back and moaned.

My cock throbbed painfully, desperate for a piece of the action. I wrapped one hand around it just as Brooke sat up. She noticed the movement of my hand and removed it from my cock and then wrapped her slim one around it.

I watched spellbound as she raised herself and arranged my cock at the entrance of her pussy. My cocked jerked back and forth impatiently. My breath came out in gasps as Brooke lowered herself inch by inch onto my cock.

“I’m on the pill,” she said.

“Wait!” I said.

A fearful look came over her face.

My heart clenched. She had nothing to fear from me. I was the same Blaze who had loved her most of our lives. More so now. But I needed her to know something. “After this Brooke, this pussy is mine. I don’t share,” I growled remembering the pangs of jealousy that had come over me when she had left with that idiot. I loosened the grip on her hips.

Her eyes glistened but she didn’t respond. Instead, she closed her eyes and continued lowering herself until her pussy ate up my cock completely. She was so tight my cock felt as if it had been deliciously cramped on all sides.

I groaned and fought to keep still, knowing she needed time to adjust to my big cock. Slowly, her hips began to rock against me, a sign it was safe to move. Each time she came down, she’d grinded her pussy into my cock. I’d always suspected Brooke was hot but sex with her was nothing close to my dreams.

I wanted to close my eyes and revel in the sensations that had taken over every part of my body but then again, I wanted to see every emotion that flitted across her face. “Brooke,” I murmured.

Her gorgeous breasts bounced as she slid up and down my cock. Unbelievable pleasure raced through me. My hands went around to cup her ass. “You’re so beautiful,” I said through the bubble of lust.

I needed to sink my cock in deeper. I wrapped my hand around her waist and flipped us around without sliding my cock out. Her hair framed the pillow and for a second, I simply stared at her. “You still want this Brooke?” I asked her.

She nodded and pushed her hips up and in doing so, my cock slid deeper into her pussy. “Take me.”

That’s all I needed. I pumped into her, softly at first and then gradually increasing my speed.

She let out soft sweet groans and rested her hands on my ass. “More,” she said. “Harder.”

I wanted to hear her speak. I needed her sweet mouth to say dirty things to me. “Harder what?”

“Fuck me harder,” she panted the words out.

My cock swelled in her pussy, pushing back against her walls.

Brooke screamed. She thrashed and writhed under me as I found a controlled rhythm. My body screamed for me to fuck her like a beast but I restrained myself.

I’ve never felt so conflicted in my life. I wanted to protect her and to be gentle with her but a part of me was so turned on that I felt as if the only way I could satiate my lust was to take Brooke hard.

“Oh god, oh my god,” Brooke cried.

“Come for me sweetheart,” I told her as my balls tightened.

Her pussy tightened and her fingernails grazed my back, tearing away at my skin. I didn’t care. She panted and whimpered as she came. I watched her and I couldn’t hold back any more. Jets of hot cum filled her pussy as I emptied all of myself into her.

I rolled onto my back and pulled Brooke to half lie on top of me. I cradled her and we fell asleep like that. I caressed her back softly as her breathing grew heavier and heavier. I couldn’t sleep just yet. I was too excited, too happy to sleep.

My world felt as if it had righted itself. Brooke and I belonged together.

Chapter Eleven

Brooke

Sometime in the night, I woke up to the feel of a heavy hand across my belly and a hard body spooning me. The events of the previous night came to my mind and I let out a groan.

Blaze and I had made love. Heat came over me at the memory. I tried to feel regret and failed. It had been the best sex I’d ever had. All the other times had been child’s play. He had made me feel things I’d never felt before. I remembered his cock and the size of it.

It was huge. It filled every crevice of my pussy. I’d never felt such an avalanche of sensations. The hand on my belly started to move, making small circles and then dipping lower to my mound. Was he asleep or not, I wondered as his hand cupped my pussy possessively.

After this Brooke, this pussy is mine and I don’t share.

The sex had been out of this world but I wasn’t stupid enough to think Blaze could commit to a relationship. I knew him too well. I’d already slept with him. I’d promised myself a wild vacation and a wild vacation I would have.

But when we left Hawaii that would be the end of our physical affair. Prolonging it would only end in heartbreak for both of us.

Blaze shifted positions and moved closer, pushing his already hard cock against my ass.

My body flooded with warmth and my breath quickened. I wanted it again. I trembled as his hand cupped my ass, stroked and then lifted my leg. He