Moving with Ginny, Brogan checked the sliding glass door and flipped the lock while holding her with one arm. Her arms wrapped tighter about his neck, her lips finding his as soon as the door was secure. Making it down the short hall to his bedroom, Brogan spent a second wishing he had made the bed and picked up last night’s clothes, but as her mouth continued to plunder his lips, he gave up all thoughts other than the bed. Before laying her down, he stared at her for a moment, leaning back in to place a kiss on her lips.  A whisper of a kiss this time. Reverent.  Quietly saying nothing while saying everything.

Bending over, he placed her on the edge of the king-sized bed before standing and toeing off his running shoes. Jerking his shirt over his head, it joined the other clothes on the floor.

Her eyes dropped to his chest, massive muscles tapering to a washboard abdomen, silky chest hair that she ached to run her fingers through as it trailed off into his to his shorts. Before she had a chance to think more of his happy trail, his hands moved to his shorts and, with a quick motion, he slid them down his legs, snagging his boxers at the same time.

A sudden flash of uncertainty flew through Brogan’s eyes as he gazed at the still-dressed beauty lying on his bed. She lifted her arms up toward him, beckoning him to her with a smile beaming his way. The doubt left instantly as he crawled up her body, his heavy cock bobbing, a drop of pre-cum already at the tip.

They stared at each other for a moment before he leaned down and captured her lips once again.  This time, in the slow exploration of lovers. Her lips were soft and pliant under his, allowing him to control the intensity, the depth. Her taste was already familiar to him and as her tongue slid across his, he felt his erection painfully pressing against her hip.  His hand moved from her cheek down to her neck where he could feel her pulse beating wildly.  His lips followed the trail of his hand, moving to that spot in the hollow of her neck where he nipped and licked. 

Ginny shivered with the sensations as he reached underneath her shirt and slid his hand upward, stopping at the underside of her breast. Taking the weight in his hand, he rubbed his thumb over her distended nipple, swallowing her groan as his lips stayed on hers. Her hips moved upward, driving his cock wild with desire. Moving his hand back down to the bottom hem of her shirt, he slid it upward and over her head as she leaned up to assist.

Immediately self-conscious about her plain underwear, Ginny noted that Brogan did not seem to lose the lust in his eyes as they roved hungrily over her body. Unsnapping her white bra, he slid it down her arms and tossed it away as well. Brogan’s hand moved to her breast as he took in the beauty of her. Full breasts with rosy-tipped nipples begged to be sucked. Tweaking one nipple as his lips found the other, he alternated between her breasts, sucking, nipping, tugging, and licking until both nipples were elongated with need. 

As his mouth continued its ministrations, he slid his hand lower until his fingers found her folds.  Inserting one finger, and then two, he moved them slowly, exploring her sex, finding just the right spots to have her squirming and moaning.  He circled his fingers deep inside before pulling them out to swirl them around her clit before plunging back inside.  His lips made their way back to hers, his tongue mimicking his fingers. 

Ginny felt strung tight as a bow, the waiting excruciating.  Her hips undulated against his as her hand moved down toward his cock, wrapping it around the thick length.  She barely began moving her hand up and down his shaft before her inner walls grabbed at his fingers deep inside. 

Brogan watched as she leaned her head back, her eyes tightly closed, her body jerking in response to the orgasm ripping through her. 

“Baby, let me see you,” he whispered, eliciting her eyes to open.  As she was coming down from her bliss, he moved his hand from her sex back up to her pants’ zipper, drawing it down. Lifting to his knees as he bent over her, he grabbed the waist and pulled them down her legs, snagging her white panties at the same time.

She blushed, saying, “My underwear is boring. I don’t really have any fancy lingerie—”

“Shh,” he whispered, staring once more at the beauty in his bed, unable to believe the object of his fantasies for almost two years was here with him. “Do I look like the kind of man that needs his woman to wear fancy shit?” Moving his lips back over her breasts and down to her stomach, he muttered, “It’d get taken off just as fast.”

His rough stubbled jaws scraped along her inner thighs and she widened her legs to give him more access. Her hand reached to his hair, her fingers sliding over his scalp. He kneeled at her apex and gently pulled her legs up onto his shoulders.  Her sex glistened with moisture and he dragged his tongue along her folds.  She tasted better than he could have imagined as he dipped his tongue inside, finally moving up to latch his mouth over her clit, while plunging his fingers in once more.  

Ginny cried out his name as the electricity shot over her body from her core outwards.  His beard scratched her sensitive skin as her body wound tight. “Brogan, I want you inside me,” she pleaded.

“I know, babe, but I’m a big guy and you’re tight. Let me do this for you to get you ready.” He licked toward her clit, sucking it into his mouth while his hand slid up from her stomach to her breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers. 

Finally, Ginny cried out again, this time her hips bucking as the orgasm vibrated deep inside, spreading outwards. 

Brogan kept licking, feeling her juices spread over his tongue.  Opening his mouth wide, he felt her vibrations throughout, wanting them to last forever.  They slowly subsided and he raised up, seeing her head back on the mattress, her eyes closed and a soft smile playing on her lips.  

Letting her legs down gently from his shoulders, he took a moment to roll on the condom before crawling back over her body, grinning when she opened her eyes, filled with warmth and pleasure. With his dick at her entrance, he held her gaze and pushed in slowly, inch by inch.  Her eyes hooded with passion, lips plumped from their kissing, her perfect teeth biting her bottom lip.  “Jesus, baby, you’re perfect,” he groaned.

The urge to pound into her waiting sex was strong, but he maintained a steady pace.  Wanting her to have pleasure again, he moved excruciatingly slowly out before plunging in quickly.  Over and over he did this until he was not sure he could last another minute. Bearing his weight on his forearms, he held her head in his hands, rocking into her body with her hips matching his thrusts.

She spread her knees wider to offer deeper access and looked down to where their bodies were joined.  They watched with fascination at their coupling as his cock moved in and out of her slick cavity. Lifting his eyes, her gaze captured his, a smile curving her beautiful mouth.

“Honey, I’m gonna come,” he rasped.  “Are you close?”

After two orgasms, Ginny wanted to say go for it, thinking she could never have a third, but as her mouth opened to tell him that, she felt her inner walls tightening with the friction of his movements. “Yes,” she moaned against his thrusts.

As her orgasm flooded over her, his own release had him emptying himself deep into her warmth.  His sated body fell to the side of hers, pulling her over with him.  Arms wrapped around each other, they held on tightly, hearts pounding.

Brogan leaned down just long enough to grab the covers, pulling them up over their sweat-slicked bodies, making sure to tuck her in securely. Ginny’s head lay on his chest and he pulled her tighter against him.

Ginny’s limbs were weightless as fatigue overtook her.  Closing her eyes for a moment she allowed the exhaustion of the day to ease her into slumber.

As the two slept peacefully, wrapped tightly in each other’s arms, keeping the nightmares at bay, MB hopped up on the bed, and circled several times before curling up at their feet.