Not in the Script

5

Brylee moaned as his tongue ran through her folds, teasing the hole she so desperately craved being filled.

"God, Col." she whispered as he sucked on her clit, his fingers finding right where she wanted them. 

He lifted his head up to kiss her, his hand moving to his shaft, lining himself up with her. 

He slowly pushed in, letting her adjust to his size, pushing in inch by inch until he was bottomed out. 

He looked to her, her eyes closed in pleasure, waiting for her to tell him to move. Although they've been in this position before, her needs mattered, so he waited for confirmation.

She nodded, and that was all he needed as he pulled out partly, thrusting back into her. 

Although he was over her, he let her take the reins, following her every command. 

"God. Faster." he smiled as he moved his hips, long but fast thrusts pulled out moans and groans out of both of them. 

He pushed in and pulled out, the repetitive movements drawing moans from Brylee's mouth.

"Shit, Col. Feels so good." "Yeah?" "Mhm."

Her blissed moans urged Colin to move faster, putting more force into his thrusts as she started to fall apart.

She wrapped her legs around his waist as he kept going. Colin smiled as he felt the clenching of her cervix, knowing she was close. He kept thrusting, despite the friction, moaning as she continued to tighten around him. 

"Fuck, Bry." he called out to her, his hand moving down to rub small circles on her clit, waiting for her release.

Her legs started shaking, a mixture of moans and curses leaving her mouth as she came, Colin pushing her though the orgasm. Something inside of him then snapped, his seed filling her as she milked him dry, his thrusts becoming slow and steady.

Brylee groaned as he pulled out of her, lying beside her.

The room was thick with the heat of their bodies, the quiet hum of their breathing the only sound between them. The weight of their connection was palpable, every touch, every shift in position deepening the sense of intimacy that had wrapped itself around them. Brylee's chest pressed against Colin's, their legs still tangled as she shifted, trying to find that sweet spot where their bodies could reconnect fully.

She moved slightly, her pelvis brushing against his bent knee, a soft moan escaping her lips. The sensation rippled through her, and it didn't go unnoticed by Colin. He smiled at the sound, his gaze sharp and intense as he looked up at her, his hands sliding to hold her in place.

Brylee met his gaze, her eyes wide with a mixture of ecstasy and affection. She smiled, that deep, bliss-filled smile that spoke volumes of just how completely lost in him she way, in them. Her body responded to him as naturally as breathing, and the chemistry between them was undeniable. 

With a swift motion, she swung her other leg over his opposite hip, settling herself above his pelvis, her breath catching as the new angle of being on top of him brought them even closer. The shift allowed her to feel every inch of him against her, in her, her body arching as she leaned in to press her lips to his once more, her chest rising and falling with each breath.

Colin's hands tightened on her hips, pulling her even closer, the sensation of her warmth overwhelming. He held her steady, his smile deepening as he admired her, completely mesmerized by her - by the way she made him feel, by the way they moved together.

She moved on him, her hips grinding while Colin lightly thrusted into her, her body reacting to every part of him as she put her hands on his stomach, aiding in pushing herself up.