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I pushed down her sweats until they cleared her butt. I then slid my hand over the top of her panties and cupped her sex as I broke our kiss.

“Someone’s excited,” I remarked as I found her wetness.

“Don’t tease me,” she begged.

My palm pressed firmly against her core and made a small circular motion. In response, Brook arched her back and pushed against my hand. I rolled her onto her back and slid my hand inside this time, finding her button.

“Oh, God! A little harder,” she begged.

I thought about backing off, but then decided to help her get there. Apparently, I did an excellent job, because she went off like a firecracker.

I let her calm down.

“You ready for round two?” I asked.

She just nodded, so I leaned over her and kissed her stomach. I slid her sweats and panties off. Brook let her legs fall open so I would have access to her center. She was a greedy one. I kissed her navel and left a red-hot trail with my tongue to the top of her sex. She grabbed my ears and pulled me to where she wanted me.

I began to worship at the altar of her womanhood.

Hotness.

Desire.

The woman I loved.

It all combined to make this the perfect moment. I’d never felt like this with anyone else. Brook Davis would have to be careful with me because I would do anything for her. I tried to make it as good as I knew how. Brook cried out her desire as I licked her sex and used my thumb to tease her button. I inhaled deeply, wanting to remember her smell … her taste … how she felt and looked. I tried to sear this memory into my mind forever—the perfect moment of bliss.

Brook must have sensed my desire for her because she got off again. This time, it was more powerful. She thrashed around and about pulled my ears off.

“You’re such a jerk,” she said, looking pissed.

I guess my confusion showed on my face, so she elaborated.

“When you do that to me, I lose control. I lose my ability for coherent thought. If I didn’t trust you, I’d be scared that you could talk me into anything.”

I laughed, which made her glare at me.

“No, no, don’t be mad. I was just thinking the same thing about you. I’m afraid I’ve fallen in love with you, Brook Davis. We’ll both have to be careful with the power we hold over each other,” I said with a big grin.

“I love you too,” she said, making my heart almost burst.

This wasn’t the kind of love you announced in the heat of passion; this was the real deal. I almost started crying but manned up.

“Now it’s your turn,” she said.

Mr. Happy was freed from my boxers, and Brook began to do beautiful things to him with her mouth, tongue, and hands. When my arousal started to peak, I let it happen. Brook looked up at me with a pleased expression on her face. She gave my member a few strokes to make sure I was still hard and then climbed on top of me.

Mr. Happy found himself between her folds and, with one all-consuming thrust, found what he’d been missing. Our joining was nothing if not earth-shattering. It was timed with the next crash of thunder as if planned. She was perfect, and I was the luckiest guy in the world to be with her. All thoughts of other women, even Hannah, were gone. If I were 25, I would lock this down.

I held still as she became accustomed to me. I let her set the pace as she began to rock up and down my length. It felt as if I had filled her completely when she gave a hard thrust and grunted. My girth seemed to swell, and I don’t think I’d ever been so hard in all my life. Suddenly, my inner beast reared his head, and I rolled her onto her back.

Brook wrapped her legs around my waist, giving me complete access to drive my desire home again and again and again. Her tight little body took my efforts, and she added her enthusiastic contribution. We were like crazed bunnies as we raced to our mutual incendiary explosion.

Lightning struck, and it sounded like the house had been hit. I could feel the vibration as everything shook. Brook and I snapped together, and the world disappeared as we went to places neither of us had ever been before. We seemed to feed off each other’s pleasure. I’d never climaxed so hard in all my life, and it seemed to go on forever.

When I finally quit twitching and began to go soft, I rolled onto my back. Brook had a little smile on her face and looked to be focused on a spot on the ceiling.

“Give me a few minutes, and I’ll see if I can go again,” I said.

“I’m not sure I could do that again. What the heck was that?” she asked.

“I think it was a byproduct of us declaring our love. I can only imagine that it’ll get better each time.”

“You’re such a ‘stupid boy.’ I can’t even imagine that. I just want to lay here and try to remember what we just did. When I’m old, I want to have this memory to get me through the night.”

“We better get cleaned up. My mom will be up here soon,” I predicted.

Brook bounced out of bed and ran to the shower. After the last time my mom had interrupted us, she didn’t want a repeat performance.

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