Chapter 272
Summer’s POV
Brandon grinned that wicked grin that melted me every time, leaned in until his lips brushed my ear. “I was gonna fuck you so hard you’d scream my name ‘til the walls shook,” he growled, voice dripp with filthy promise. Then his mouth claimed mine–hot, rough, and possessive. I kissed him back fiercely, fingers twisted in s hair, pulled him closer like I could devour him whole.
He pulled back just enough to smirk, his breath seared my skin. “Summer, you little vixen, you had my cock so hard I couldn’t think straight.” My cheeks flushed, but I jutted my chin up: “Then stop talking and fuck me already,” I snapped, my voice sharp with need.
A low growl rumbled from his chest as he ripped my shirt open, buttons flew like sparks. His hands landed on my tits in an instant, squeezed them hard, greedy fingers dug in. I yelped, half–laughed, “Fick, easy!” But he grinned wider. “No chance, babe. These tits begged for me to suck ‘em.”
I moaned, arched into him as he pinched my nipples, sharp jolts of pleasure shot straight to my core. His mouth followed, sucked hard, teeth grazed until I gasped, the marks he left tingled with promise. I ached for more already.
He yanked off my skirt and panties in one swift tug, left me bare under his ravenous stare. My breath caught as his eyes devoured me, dark and commanding, my pussy clenched with need. He shed his own clothes fast, his cock sprang free–thick, hard, and fucking irresistible.
I sprawled on the sofa, legs hoisted high over his shoulders, the air thick with our heated breaths. The intimacy, the tension–it had my heart racing. Brandon knelt between my thighs, his gaze burned into me, hand gripped his stiff cock as he lined it up with my dripping entrance.
He pushed in slow and steady, and I felt his cock stretch my pussy bit by bit, the fullness made me bite my lip. It slid warm and tight, deeper with every inch, ignited my nerves. Then, with one deep thrust, the tip of his cock slammed against my cervix.
“Ah!” I let out a sharp, involuntary gasp. It felt like a deep pressure exploded inside me, as if he hit the very core of my being. A sting mixed with an insane rush of pleasure, like electricity surged from my belly to every corner of my body. My hands clutched the sofa’s edge, knuckles whitened from the strain.
“Brandon, you… you hit it,” I stammered, voice quivered with shock and a shy thrill. My body arched on its own, legs trembled slightly. His cock stayed buried inside, pressed against my cervix, that constant pressure mixed torment and bliss.
“Did it hurt?” he asked, voice rough and teasing, hips shifted just enough to rub his cock against that spot.
“It hurt… but fuck, it felt so good,” I panted, eyes half–closed, my face a mess of conflicting emotions. The sensation of being utterly claimed left me dizzy, my breaths came fast and shallow, each one struggled to ease the wildfire inside. My pussy gripped his cock tight, and that moment his tip nudged my cervix, it set every sense had on fire.
He started moving, each thrust slammed his cock right into my cervix. My moans turned shrill, legs shook uncontrollably, nails dug into his arms. It pushed me toward a cliff I couldn’t escape, the deep stimulation so intense I nearly cried
He pulled out suddenly, and I whimpered at the loss, but then he lifted me up, carried me to the wall. My back hit the cool surface, legs forced apart as he stood between them, hands gripped my thighs to hold me open. My vision blurred, locked on the raw desire
in his eyes.
He thrust in hard, his cock plunged into me with brutal force. My pussy stretched to its limit, the fullness stole my breath. When his cock slammed against my cervix, my whole body jolted; a choked scream tore from my throat.
“Oh God, Brandon!” I cried, voice trembled, edged with a sob. It felt like he rammed my cervix head–on, a sharp sting blended with an indescribable wave of pleasure that detonated inside me. My mind blanked, overwhelmed by the deep, shuddering sensation. My arms wrapped around his neck, nails clawed his skin, desperate to release the pressure I couldn’t contain.
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“Did you feel that?” he growled, voice thick with lust, pounded into me, each thrust drove his cock into my cervix. It pinned me against the wall like I was his to command..
“I felt it… it was too deep…” I gasped, tears prickled my eyes. The depth terrified me, yet I craved it, pain and ecstasy twisted together until my body spasmed. My moans broke apart, each thrust pushed me toward another edge.
My pussy clenched tight around him, the wet heat fueled his frenzy felt utterly conquered, every jab at my cervix flooded me with a strange, primal satisfaction and surrender.
He shifted again, carried me to the bedroom, the night thick and heavy around us. I landed on the bed, knees propped me up, ass high in the air. Brandon moved behind me, hands on my hips, his cock teased my soaked entrance before he rammed it in.
It shot straight in, buried deep, and I bit the pillow, muffled a groan. When his cock hit my cervix, my body jerked like I’d been shocked, a jolt ripped through me.
“Oh… fuck…” I moaned, voice hoarse and weak. It felt like a fire ignited inside, the sharp, deep pleasure of my cervix being nudged set me ablaze. My hips rocked back instinctively, wanted more, yet feared I couldn’t take it.
He grabbed my hair, pulled gently to arch my back further. His cock pumped into me, each thrust nailed my cervix with precision. It tore me apart and stitched me back together, the contradiction drove me wild.
“Brandon, it was… too deep, I couldn’t…” I panted, pleaded, but my body betrayed me, trembled toward climax with every hit. The pressure on my cervix rolled over me like waves, crashed against my nerves, drowned me in endless pleasure.
My moans grew louder, body shook hard. He leaned down, breath hot against my ear. “You loved this, huh? Loved me fucking you this deep?” His words sparked me, and I broke, a tidal wave of orgasm crashed over me. I screamed his name, collapsed into the bed.
But he didn’t stop. He flipped me onto my back, lifted my legs over his shoulders again, thrust steady and deep, his cock still tormented my cervix. “Brandon, it was too much,” I sobbed, lost in the overload, but he kissed me hard. “You could take it, Summer, he murmured. “I wasn’t done with you.”
And he kept going, cock unrelenting, hands and mouth worshipped me, dragged me through wave after wave of ecstasy, the night stretched on with no end in sight.
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