Brent Sinatra: All of Me by Mallory Monroe Read Free Book Online Page A

Brent to gain a career that could be as devastatingly
lonely as it would be fulfilling.
    Brent was thinking too.   All he could think about was Makayla and what her mere presence did to
him.   He was overwhelmed with love for
this woman.   When she opened that door
and he saw her beautiful face again, he could hardly contain himself.   She was his.   He was fooling himself for thinking otherwise.   She belonged to him and would belong to him
forever.   And to think that she was in
such danger just hours ago.   He could
barely contain his relief.
    But as he looked at her beautiful brown face that was the
perfect blend of roundness and chisel; at her big eyes that looked like pools
of softness; at her naked body that was lying beneath him now, beckoning for
him to take her to heights only they could go together, he was so enraptured,
so completely enchanted with every inch of her body, that he knew he had to
short-circuit this.   He was going to cum
if he did not put it in.   He needed the
big event.   The ride over had been too
stressful for teasers.
    He guided his fully aroused dick inside of her wet opening
and began a slow entry that felt more like a massage to her.   He massaged her pussy.   He pushed in and then almost out, he pushed
in and then almost out, until he found his rhythm.   Until he was fucking her with precision
strokes.  
    Both of them groaned out the feeling of a long time coming as
soon as he began to move rhythmically.   He placed both of his hands on the side of her face, her long hair as
beautifully bouncy as her breasts, and he stared at her with loving eyes.   She was the woman he wanted above any other
woman.   He put up with this long distance
affair as long as he had because she was the one for him.   And the idea of giving her up, of giving this up, was too painful for him to even
contemplate.    If she decided her career
meant more, how was he going to handle it?   How was he going to live without her?   If right now was any indication, he couldn’t.   He would give up Maine and his own career, to
keep her.
    He laid down on top of her, holding her in his arms, and
fucked her for longer than he thought he could keep it up.   But that was the thing with Makayla.   He always entered her with lust dominating
his heart, always on the brink of cum, but as soon as he entered her his lust
became love and it was no longer about cumming. It was about loving.    And he didn’t want the feeling to end.   He didn’t want to climax too soon.
    He continued to make love to her.   For well over half an hour he pumped into
her, squeezing his ass with every push, and she held on, enjoying the
ride.  
    But then she came.   She
leaned her head back and stretched her body, exposing her gorgeous neck, and
began to moan out as hard as her pussy was pulsating against his penis.   And that pulsation, and that tightening
around his shaft, caused him to cum too.   But if her cum had her shouting out, his cum had him straining out.   His muscles tightened and his veins became
exposed as he poured out his love, and covered her.
    It took several minutes of cum, but they finally
overcame.   And even then, after they had
climaxed and there was no cum left to release, they continued to hold onto each
other as if they were holding onto a lifeline.  
    Brent moved Makayla on top, and continued to hold her
tightly, but he was still unsettled.   She
could feel his unease.
    She lifted her head and looked at him.   “I’m fine, babe.   I promise you.”
    “You’re too far away,” he said to her.   “It takes me four hours to get to you.   It took me four hours to get here.”
    “It’s only two more weeks and I’ll be in Jericho.”
    He shook his head.   “That’s too long.   I want you
there now.”
    She smiled.   “Brent, I
can’t just leave my job like that.   I
have too many cases to close.   You know
that.”
    He knew it, but that didn’t mean he liked it.
    “And I