Free In the End Zone: A Sports Romance by Nacole Mills Page B

words coming out ragged. Morgan looked up at him and it seemed that it was
taking all of his control to stop from piercing her right then and there.
    Morgan's eyes fluttered as she looked up to his. His blue eyes,
so beautiful in the candle lit room, met hers, and Morgan nodded ever so
slightly. She swallowed hard, pushing that nagging little fear deep inside of
her. She wanted him, and she was going to take him.
    Brent's cock began slowly pushing its way deep into Morgan's hot
and wet pussy, stretching her walls to their breaking points. Morgan groaned as
the pleasure took her over. It was pleasure like she had never known before.
Never before in her life had she had a man of such girth. But now, she had one,
and he was determined to fill her pussy up with as much cock as she could
stand.
    Morgan's wet place stretched taunt as the last inches of Brent's
cock entered her. She gripped his shoulders, leaving little half-moons
imprinted into his skin from her long nails. Her eyes fluttered and she looked
up at Brent from behind her long lashes. His face was contorted beautifully
into a look of full, unbridled pleasure. Morgan had never seen anything like
it, and she suddenly vowed to see it as much as possible.
    Brent began to move over Morgan, thrusting in and out in a slow
and steady rhythm. Morgan bucked against him, moving in time with the beat that
the lovers shared. It was their own song, one that their bodies conducted.
Morgan held on for dear life, kissing every inch of Brent that she could reach.
He moved over her and her lips found his upper arms with muscles bulging. She
later found his shoulder and quickly learned that the skin was softer than she
imagined. Not everything about Brent was hard and rough.
    Together they moved in time, as though they had been making love
for years. Brent knew exactly the ways to move to bring the most pleasure from
within Morgan, and it was soon building to a breaking point. She was going to
cum, and quickly.
    Morgan could barely contain her moans of pleasure as Brent
rubbed them from her. She wanted to cum on him, to grip his cock with her
velvet walls. More than anything, Morgan wanted to bring Brent the most
pleasure that she could. She could not wait to see him cum.
    "I love you, Brent," Morgan moaned, her hands moving
up from his arms to grab fistfuls of his shaggy brown hair.
    "I love you, Morgan," Brent said as his head dropped
against her shoulder.
    Morgan could not stop the pleasure cries from her. She knew what
was coming, and she was quickly losing control over herself. "I'm going to
cum. I'm going to cum!" she cried out, panting heavily.
    Not another word was said before Morgan's orgasm exploded. It
was harder and heavier than anything she had ever enjoyed before. Her vision
faded slightly as the pleasure rode over her, the release taking its hold on
her before relaxing its grasp. And all the while, she could feel Brent's cock
inside of her, being gripped hard by her throbbing walls.
    "Oh fuck," Brent said desperately over top of her. He
raised up from her shoulder and Morgan saw his teeth gritted in a desperate
attempt not to spill himself in her that very second.
    Morgan's whole body seemed to collapse as the last of her orgasm
faded from her body. Her arms fell above her head and her thighs, which had
been gripped around Brent's waist, fell open and limp. She was spent. Her
breath came heavy and fast and she struggled to regain control over it.
    Above her, Brent could not contain himself any longer. He sat up
over Morgan and pulled his cock from within her. His manhood throbbed and began
sputtering white hot seed all over Morgan's flat belly. But her eyes were on
Brent's handsome face. In the flickering candlelight, Morgan saw Brent's
features contort as his own orgasm spilled all over her.
    And then, he too was spent.
    Brent collapsed onto his stomach beside Morgan and he groaned
deeply into the comforter where they both laid. Morgan's hands groped for the
bedside table,