by Morgan Black
My head fogs up again, bringing me back to the present full of sex and lust.
I don’t want to remember some things, so I push it away. All I know is that want them again, this pair of brothers who owned more of me than anyone ever did. More and more. More of this, more to drink the night away and never emerge from this blissfulness.
Grant’s tongue furiously strokes me and the zings of his expert work makes me want to get fucked right now. But wait…there it is again; the hesitation, the fear…the loathing. Hell I’m so confused.
“I can’t remember what happened.” I whisper, feeling dizzy as my breathing speeds up.
Thomas is looking down lovingly at me. “It’s okay. It’ll come back to you. We’ll help you remember.” He smiles as he unbuttons his trousers and pulls his pants off. He’s so ready, so hard and bulging. I don’t even want to look away from his sweet body…firm, ripped and lean, but I no longer feel Grant pleasuring me. I peer around Thomas to find him standing to the side as he watches us.
“I’ll let you both get to know each other first. Too much too soon, we might scare you away.” At this, Grant heads toward the door. I’m left confused me as I watch him move to leave the room. “You taste amazing, Hannah. I’m yours too, but we don’t want to press too much, since you don’t remember us. Besides, you never finished your pact with Thomas. Then maybe, if you want, you and I can begin ours. It was the deal.” With that, he pulls out the key and inserts it into the lock, opens the door and pauses.
“When you remember the reason you left us, we can talk.” With that, Grant leaves. I’m not even sure what to think but before I can even process that the brothers and I had a pact of some sort, Thomas is already between my legs, sliding inside me with his hard, stiff cock. I lie back and run my hands down his muscular stomach, relishing the view. He pumps slowly at first and then harder, pushing my legs back against me as I grip his back and dig in my nails.
I moan and let his body do the work. It feels amazing after the foreplay and I just want to keep going until we both explode, just so we can get ready to do it again and again. Our bodies remember each other and I relish the scent and feel of his as he slams into me.
I’m soaking wet and am still enjoying the ripple of orgasms as he slows down to let himself slide almost completely out, teasing me with his antics. His eyes shine mischievously as he takes me in.
“Fuck me, baby. Please…I’ve missed you so…” I whisper as I reach up and kiss his chest, nipping his skin along the way. He feels perfect, hot and hard. His heat thrums under my fingertips.
He leans forward, finding my lips to kiss me hard. My lips are left tingling and they feel bruised, but I love it. I love each nip, each kiss as he holds himself up with one arm and takes one of my breasts into the other hand.
“I’ve missed fucking you too, Hannah. We used to do this all the time.”
He presses on me again and I embrace him in my arms. I stare at the ceiling where a crystal chandelier reflects its light in a thousand shards of rainbows splashed across the room. I wanted to remember this always and never forget again. But how do I do that when the past is wiped away in a deep, black pit in my mind?
“You’re making me explode.”
“Come for me, I want to hear you moan when it happens.” I whisper into his ear. “Make me remember.”
He responds with a grunt as he goes faster, slamming into me, harder and harder. I want him to keep on going forever. Each pump reminds me of something, each breath I take with him inside me makes me want to recall all of him, then and now, all over again.
With one final push, he groans and I feel his hot seed spill into me, pulsating inside as I wrap my legs around him tighter. He’s slick with sweat, his dark hair is soaked, but I love it, I want to see him like that more often. Even with his one cloudy eye, the smile he gives me as he holds himself up to gaze into my eyes reminds me of the forest, trees all around and the sound of nature mixed with the scent of mulch and honeysuckle wafting in the air. I remember him above me like this before, years ago. If only I could remember more, I wouldn’t feel so torn.
“I love you, Hannah. I always have.” He rolls over to the side and pulls me closer. “I’ve dreamt of this moment, seeing you again, so many times over the years.” I feel warm with the heat of his body next to mine and press closer to him. My body remembers him perfectly, but my head is still a mess.
“Did I tell you I loved you back then?”
He nods and turns toward me as I perch on the crook of his arm and chest. “Yes. You told me you loved me. That I had your heart and to never forget I held it because it was my responsibility, always. Forever.”
His words make my entire body tingle again and I wonder if he’s up for more, even though I’m still wondering why Grant left and what our pact deals are. I figure I’ll find out what they were, all in good time.
I sigh as lean into his chest. Feeling the drumming beat of his heart as it continues to pound from the activity. This excites me and I feel another surge of energy coming on. I pull my body onto his and straddle his hips. He watches me with his one good eye and it’s filled with a primal need as great as my own.
“Well, I guess we’ll have fun getting to know each other again and see what I meant by ‘Forever’.”
Thomas beams up at me, already hard and ready once more.
Although I know the brothers haven’t told me everything they know about my past yet, I haven’t told them everything either. I’m positive it’s going to be wicked fun finding out.
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I'm a wild girl. I write about that. Sexy, steamy reads to enjoy at your leisure. I'm a world traveler from the UK and I've been everywhere. My mother was a Personal Assistant to a big star and it was an awesome life traveling with her. My stories will thrill, leave chills, intoxicate and bring you to pleasure.
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