I can't believe Brett just told me that he loves me.

There are too many emotions crashing around my heart. I’m ecstatic. Overwhelmed. Filled with a sense of destiny. A feeling that dreams can come true. Forever.

"I love you, too," I tell him between kisses.

"Oh baby, I'm gonna make you so happy."

"But my parents... and Kari. Can we do this if...."

I pull away from Brett. I find myself rolling off the bed and standing, suddenly conflicted.

The surge of emotions that I'd felt were all joyous, but now I'm realizing all those highs are coupled with unbearable lows. Can I really lose my best friend? And my parents, what do they think of me?

"I'm sorry Brett, I don't want this memory to be tainted with so much grief. But don't you feel even just a little bit conflicted here? Because I don't know how I can face my family and my best friend after what happened tonight."

"I'm not going to make you choose. But I do love you, Ella. I loved you for a long ass time." Brett sits on the edge of the bed, and now I'm the one between his open legs. He presses his head to my belly and wraps his arms around my waist. His hands palm my ass.

He looks up at me, and says, "Ella, I know I'm older than you. But age has taught me a few things. You don't get chances like this every day. You know this is as real as I do. Life has no guarantees. We could wake up tomorrow and this could all be gone. What we do have is now. You said that in life, there are two things you want: love and me. You have them. Kari and your parents can either be with us in this or not. I hope they will. But even if they don't, we have one another."

Tears stream down my cheeks; his words ring so true, so sincere.

I shake my head and run my hands through his hair, looking at this man I’ve wanted for so very long.

"I love you," I tell him. "And you're right, this love is worth fighting for."

He squeezes me tighter, and smiles. "I love you too, Ella."

"I love you more," I whisper. "But now I want you to fuck me."

"All night long."

* * *

As I step out of the bathroom, I am perfectly exposed. I put on the tiniest teddy I could have purchased. Black lace barely covering me, the thong exposing my cheeks, a plunging neckline not even covering my nipples. At least, not these double D's. My pussy is in black lace, but these are crotchless too.

I may have told Brett earlier that I didn't need him to lick my cunt, but right now? I've changed my mind. I want to suck him and I want him to lick me and I want his cum on my body and his cum in my pussy.

I want it all. I want it now.

"Oh baby, you look so fucking good," Brett says, stepping toward me. I run my fingers across my neck, catching my breath. Because, oh my God, Brett looks too good to be true.

His magical creature is in its finest form.

Brett stands before me naked, his shoulders broad and his chest ripped. But the real showstopper is his cock.

He strokes his dick, all twelve inches of glory. It's so stiff and hard as he moves up and down with his hand.

"Brett, your cock is so big."

"You ready to get up close and personal with it?" Brett asks.

"Of course I am. But can I ask you something first?"

Brett walks towards me, his mouth on mine before I finish my sentence. His cock rubbing against my belly. His hands between my legs.

He whispers in my ear, "What do you want to ask, baby?"

"I've always heard people talking about doing sixty-nine with one another. Is that something you like? I mean ... do guys like that?"

"I don't know about guys, but men? Me? Hell, fucking yes. Come to the bed, and let me lick your tight little pussy while you sit on my face."

My face flushes, my body hot and bothered. There are some logistical aspects of this position I hadn't thought about. If I am sitting on him, he'll be licking my pussy, my ass will be completely in his face.

But there's a gleam of pleasure in his eyes, and I know it turns him on to think about my body against his in this way.

And with my ass in his face, it means that my mouth is all around his cock.

I want to get that massive rod in my mouth right now. I'm already dripping at the idea of it.

Brett is on his back, and I straddle him from behind. His hands are on my ass as he pulls my pussy toward him.

"Just relax, baby. Get comfortable, and let me lick your creamy slit."

His words cause my nipples to harden, and I sit down over his face as his tongue dips into my folds, licking my pussy back and forth, back and forth, his tongue rolling over my clit-- I exhale loudly.

I knew it would feel good. But this? This is causing my body to tremble.

"You like that, love?"

I eek out a yes before I look down and see his cock standing at attention right in front of me. I wrap my hands around him, and run my tongue down its hard length. He is so velvety soft, and his tip has the tiniest drop of cum, as if waiting for me to roll my tongue over it.

I lick it off, savoring the salty sweetness that is Brett. And I open my mouth, suddenly wanting to suck him until I gag. Wanting to suck him until his cock shoots ribbons of cum across me.

So, I do.

My ass moves up and down over Brett as he licks me furiously, licks me until I'm dripping down my thighs. Completely slick and wet and hot.

And there's no way I can get all of him in me at once, but hell, I'm going to try.

I move my mouth over him widening my lips as far as they can go, and suck. Hard and long. I suck until my throat burns with his cock. My pussy melting with each flick of his tongue. My body is on fire. I roll Brett's balls in my hands as I move my head up and down, getting filled by him.

He's so hard, getting stiffer as I suck. My pussy screams as Brett licks me, and then he presses my ass ever so slightly up in the air and begins to finger fuck me like he did earlier on the plane.

I moan, "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh Brett. Don't. Don't stop. Don't stop. Oh, yes." My entire body shakes. I pull his cock from my mouth, letting his cum spurt all over my exposed tits.

I hold my breasts in my hand wanting to coat them with his cum. I suck him again, wanting to taste more of him, of his release. My pussy is on fire as Brett pounds me with his fingers. Harder and harder until my pussy explodes in pleasure.

I'm panting for breath. All I can think about is those massive dildos the girls down my dorm hall bought. And as I stare at Brett's huge cock, his milky come coating my tits, my mouth; I know I am a very lucky girl.

Brett's cock is huge and hard and mine. I turn my body around, and sit down on his cock, my pussy nice and ready, and I ease him into me.

"I know your pussy is the kind that will enjoy a good fisting," Brett tells me as my pussy sinks lower, spreading apart as it's filled with Brett's length.

"Fisting?" I ask in disbelief. "Brett, I don't think..."

"You said you wanted a life filled with adventure. I'm going to show you all kinds of things."

"So long as we’re traveling the world together, you can show me anything you want." I rock over his cock, moving my hips up and down, up and down, as he fills me with all of himself.

"What other things are you going to show me?" I ask.

"Anal. Nipple Clamps. Threesomes. I'm going to pleasure you every way I can."

"A threesome?" I shake my head. "Brett, I only want you."

Brett smiles and laces his fingers with mine as my tits bob up and down and rock over him.

"That works, Ella. Because I only want you."