Bigger Is Better: Crazy in Love Read Free

was in high school. As much as I wish he looked worse, I actually think the asshole looks better.
         H e is a dirty blond Adonis. He doesn’t have on a shirt— he probably did that on purpose. His chiseled chest and bulging muscles are taut and defined. His bronzed skin is silky smooth. He has a mustache with a connecting beard that makes him look much more mature and gives him a rugged look. The 501 denim Levi’s is a sight to behold showcasing his tight ass— damn his nice firm tight ass. There isn’t one imperfection that the naked eye can see.
        “Yes, that is all I needed. I don’t want to take up too much of your time. I am sure you have lots to do.” I reply with a wry smile.
         “Actually I don’t really. Let me show you around.”
    He tells me leading me by the hand not really giving me
    a chance to say no to his home tour.
         As we pass by a gigantic floor to ceiling mirror, I quickly check myself out to ensure that I look flawless. Thankfully, everything is still intact. My makeup is holding up, my tits are sitting up sky high and the dress is accenting my curves perfectly.
         Brent looks back and catches me looking in the mirror.
         “Would you like to view yourself more closely?” He jokes then we walk towards the ornate mirror.
         “ No, I am fine.” I smile nervously. For some reason, it is hard to contain myself around my first love. I utilize the moment to take the chance to check my appearance more intensely.
         “ Yes, you surely are. You are perfect.” Brent says in a sensual tone standing watching me keenly. He is so close that I can feel his hard cock pressed on my plump ass. His cologne is intoxicating as it invades my nostrils. His reflection reveals him eyeing my every curve.
         For a moment, we lock eyes in the mirror. I try my best to look away but something in me won’t let me.
         “I just want you to know that I never stopped thinking about you.” Brent whispers with deep eroticism in my ear pulling me closer into him.
         He squeezes my waist tight with his brawny arms encapsulating me in his warm embrace. I pull away a little, but he brings me closer to him.
         He holds me tighter.
         It is almost as if he is letting me know he is in full control.
         His masculine fingers trace the flesh of my exposed back. I feel his soft supple lips lining my back with tender kisses. My heartbeat starts to pulsate at a rapid speed.
         A part of me is afraid of getting caught. The other part of me is kind of turned on by it.
         I don’t know what has taken over me.
         I wrap my left arm around his shoulder and rub my fingertips across the back of his neck by his hairline. He slowly tugs the front of my dress. My black satin and lace bra is now fully visible. He then releases my right breast from the confines of my bra. He never takes his eyes off of me in the mirror as he squeezes my right nipple and rubs his hands up and down my thigh.
         “Don’t take your eyes off of me.” Brent states with sensual authority.
         He starts to kiss my neck. His kisses are precise and ever so skillful.
         There is no doubt that he has perfected this arousing talent. His full lips hit all the right spots.
         The moisture of his tongue is electrifying. He places his left leg between mine, moving it from side to side spreading mine legs farther apart. He lifts my dress up more and I feel his fingers brush against the hairs on my yearning pussy. Then his left hand starts to tease my hard clitoris. I try my best not to come. I try to squeeze my legs back together but he pushes his fingers deeper inside my throbbing pussy. I swallow hard doing my best to compose myself. But instantly a creamy eruption fills my panties and I feel myself losing all self-control. I let out a sensuous moan.
         “ My pussy still gets super wet I see.” Brent announces with a smirk