Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161: Penny

I can’t move. I can’t even breathe. My whole body feels like it’s fasting, like Ein not even here, like I’ve been pulled apart and put hack together in a

ferent shape, a different presion, sometne with a mind that’s bank, shattered, blissed out.

He’s still inside me, and God, he feels hoge, every inch of him stretching me, filling me, hit hips still pressed hah against mine, his chest heming, his bands tight on my waist, holding nie against him. I can feel every hard, carved out muscle of his body, every line, every ridge, the deep, rumbling thud of his heartbeat, the sharp, rigged edge of his breath against my neck.

My legs are vill wrapped around his waist, my thighs trembling, my whole body a mess of heat and sweat and shivers, my skin tingling, my breath coming out in soft, shattered whimpen, my heart racing so fast. I’m sure he can feel it, pounding meainst his chest, his ribs, his mud,

Oh my god.

He just–be just destroyed me. Rained me.

The way his hands moved over my body, grabbing, sqwezing, pressing, the way his mouth slipped over my skin, his teeth grazing my throat, my collarbones, my ribs, the way his tongue dipped between my thighs, tasting me, devouring me, the way he whispered my name, his voice low, broken, desperate, the way his hips rolled into mine, slow at first, then harder, deeper, rougher, until I was nothing but a shaking, shivering, gasping meus beneath him.

I’m still trembling, my whole body a wreck of tingles and beat and shivers, my mind a blur of what he just did to me, the way he touched me, the way he whispered to me, the way he broke me apart and put me back together, the way he made me feel things I’ve never felt, the way he ruined me for anyone else, the way he made me feel alive.

He slides out of me, slowly, so slowly, and I whimper, my body clenching, tightening desperate to keep him inside me, to keep that feeling, that fullness, that ache, that stretch, but he pulls out, his hands still tight on my waist, his beeath st harsh and ragged in my ear

Then he shifts, rolls us over, pulls me on top of him, his arms wrapped tight around me, his hands slipping up my back, his fingers targling in my hair, his breath still harsh, still broken, still desperate, his heart still racing, his chest still heaving.

He’s quiet, and I bury my face in his chest, my hands slipping up his sides, grabbing his shoulders, holding him tight, my breath coming out in soft, broken whimpers, my whole body trembling, my mind a screck of heat and tirgles and shivers, my heart still racing, my whole body still on fire, still aching, still

His hand slips up to the bark of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair, his other hand sliding down my back, grabbing my waist, pulling me closer, his breath coming out in slow, deep, broken pants, his heart still racing, his whole body still trembling, his whole body still pressed against mine, his whole soul still wrapped around mine.

He just ruined me

And I nege, ever want to be d–rained

But then a tiny, insidious thought starts to creep in

Wthat he regrets it?

What if I wasn’t what he expected? What if this was just… a moment for him? An impulse? A nish of heat, a burst of lust, a reckless, desperate need to touch and taste and claim? What if I was just… there?

be my, my mind spinning, my

y heart racing, my berath coming out in quick, shallow pants, my body still tingling, still trembling, still boring.

I lift my head, look up at him, try to see something in his eyes, try to read the tight line of his jaw, the sharp curve of his lips, the hard, unreadable set of ha brow

And then he looks down at me, and his lips twitch into a small slow, heart–stopping smile, his dingles flashing, his eyes dark and soft tightening on my waist, pulling me closer, holding me tighter, his breath coming out in slow, skep, satisfied pants.

ft and warm, his fingers

• um…” I whisper, my fingers slipping up to his shoulders, my nails grazing his skin, my heart pounding, my whole body on fire. “I have something to

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Chapter 161: Penny

His smile Codes just a bit, hit brow furrowing, his eyes narrowing, his jaw clenching. “What is it?”

“1… I pictured this,” I whisper, my voice barely mulihle, my cheeks burning, nty whole body trembling, my mind spinning. “A couple tin

He stills, his whole body going tense beneath me, his breath stopping, his heart hammering against mine, his hands tightening on my waist, his eyes indet on mine, his jaw clenching, his throat working.

“What?” he whispers, his voice rough, broken, desperate, his eyes wide, his breath harsh and regged, his whole body a tight, trembling line beneath me. “My

*1–1 pictured this,” I whisper again, my voice trembling, my cheeks burning, my whole body a wreck of nerves and tingles and shivers. “You and me Together. Like this.”

→ his lap, his chest pressed against mite, his

He sits up suddenly, grabs my waist, pulls me up with him, his hands slipping down to my thighs, pulling me breath harsh and ragged, his heart hammering against mine.

“I know,” I whisper, my voice breaking, my fingers slipping up in his hair, tangling in the dark, messy strands, my breath coming out in soft, broken whimpers. “I… I know it’s stupid, but I have. I just… I know you’ın, you’re so much more experienced, and you have so many women around your and-”

“Penny,” he says, cutting me off, his voice low and rough and desperate, his eyes locked on mine, his hands tightening on my hips, his breath coming out in harsh, broken pants. “Stop. You’ve been wanting this?” he asks again, his voice low and rough, his eyes dark and wild and desperate.

I nod, my cheeks burning, my breath coming out in quick, shallow ponts, my whole body a wreck of nerves and tingles and shivers, my mind spinning, my heart racing, “Ye… I know you’re used to women who-”

“Stop.” he says again, his fingers tightening on my thighs, his eyes dark and wild, his breath harsh and ragged, his whole body a tight, trembling line beneath mr. “Stop saying that. You think I’m still thinking about anyone else? You think I have time for anyone else when I can’t get you out of my head for more than two seconds?”

His pas c

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