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Brooke moaned at the feel of his teeth on her, nipping at the the pulsating vain in her neck. She was not one for pain, but the anxiety pill combined with her raging desire, left her helpless to the pleasure that pain could bring. Feeling his hands moving along her driving her into lust she grinded her hips in rhythm with his hand.

She nearly shivered with anticipation as he pulled off her boy shorts quickly followed by his boxers. The need nearly becoming too great as she felt his tip at her entrance, she nearly shoved him down ready to mount him herself. That was until his lips took the forefront of her attention.

His lips moved perfectly with hers, as if he knew exactly what would send her mind into a incoherant frenzy. She wrapped her arms around his neck in an attempt to tell him with her body to continue. So wrapped up in the way his lips continued to please her she nearly forgot about her core's burning desire until she felt the wave of pleasure as he thrust into her quickly.

Unable to keep the gasp and moan from her mouth she tried to met the tempo his hips, determined to gather every ounce of pleasure he was giving her. Her hands found solace on his back, nails scraping has he hit the nerves on her inner walls. "Faster..." Brooke moaned desperately.

She closed her eyes bitting her bottom lip never drawing blood as she let the feeling take over her as she thought nothing could beat the feeling he was giving her, that nothing could take this high away from her. Except him...but she trusted him not too, he needed is as much as she did. This night would lead Brooke to rarely give others the very thing she had so easily given to Chester. Her trust.