Free Wayward Angel by K. Renee, Vivian Cummings Page B

between us if I didn't leave you alone.”
    A tear slips down my cheek. Brantley bends his head to mine and kisses it away. I link my fingers together behind his neck and kiss him with all the passion I have in me. I hate that our dads are the reason we never got together.
    He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. Breaking the kiss, he pants, “Bedroom?”
    I point to the master bedroom and he swiftly walks to the door and fumbles to open it. Once inside, he slams the door and pushes me up against it.
    My dress is now resting above my hips and my wet pussy is pulsing against his rock hard abs and black shirt. Unzipping my dress and pulling it down my arms, he kisses down my neck and collarbone to my breasts and pulls one of my nipples into his mouth. As he swirls his tongue around the now hardened peak, I moan and press my chest into his mouth even more. He pushes me into the door, the hand he was holding my ass with creeping towards my pussy.
    His rough fingertips stroke my opening and he presses a finger into my core and starts pumping in and out in a feverish pace. He bites my nipple and soothes it with his tongue. Moving to my other one, he gives it the same attention. I arch my back and moan as his fingers hit my g-spot. When he bites my other nipple, I instantly scream and come so hard I'm seeing stars.
    He unzips his jeans and lets them fall to his knees. Once his big, hard cock is lined up with my pussy, he begins to rock me against the tip. I moan as he touches my clit with the piercing on the tip of his cock.
    Grabbing on to his shoulders, I pull him to me, trying to get his cock inside of me. He's so big that he has to enter me slowly, rocking into me inch by inch until he comes to the proof that I'm still a virgin. He pauses and rasps, “Doll, you're still a virgin?”
    I can feel my face flush with embarrassment. “Yeah,” I moan.
    “I don't want to hurt you, baby,” he gasps. He holds his body still, waiting for permission to move.
    “Please,” I whimper.
    He pushes in and breaks through my virginity with one quick thrust. I cry out in pain and he holds himself still inside of me.
    “I'm sorry, doll,” he whispers against my hair, kissing my forehead.
    I take a few deep breaths and, when the pain subsides, I tell him to move. He begins to rock into me slowly. The pain disappears and all I can feel is my pleasure increasing as his piercing hits my g-spot at just the right angle. My back arches and I feel like my body is going to explode.
    “Doll, your cunt is so fucking tight. It’s squeezing me and I can feel every ripple of pleasure I'm giving you.” His hand reaches down and rubs my clit.
    “Oh God,” I moan. I'm gonna come any second. I can feel him get harder and I squeeze my thighs together to get more friction. He rubs my clit with his thumb and I scream out his name as I come.
    “Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good,” he grunts as he thrusts into me harder and faster. After a few more thrusts, he moans my name and comes inside of me. He's still inside of me when he walks me to the bed. Laying me down, he places kisses down my body as he slowly pulls out. I whimper at the loss of him. We lie on the bed in a mass of tangled limbs. My head is on his chest and he's running his fingers up and down my back as I fall asleep.
    A few hours later, I wake to the sound of a phone beeping. I'm still tucked into Brantley's side and our legs are entwined. Carefully, I extract myself from him and go in search of the beeping phone. When I finally find it, the screen is lit up with a text message.
    Kelsey: B come back, I need your huge cock in me
    I instantly drop his phone. Oh my God, he has a girlfriend. He just slept with me and he has a girlfriend! I'm starting to panic. I pick his phone up off the ground and set it back down where I found it, trying to pretend that I didn't just read that message.
    His voice startles me. “Doll, come back to bed.” He yawns.
    I look over at him. God, he's