Page 18 of The Proposition


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He picked me up effortlessly and put me back down on the desk. His pants were around his ankles in an instant, and I caught a glimpse of his beautiful cock, rigid and ready. He rubbed my pussy and then used the juices to coat the head of his manhood, then gently positioned it at my waiting entrance.

But I wasn’t in the mood to wait. I wanted him now.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him in, accepting his cock deep into my pussy in one long, endless thrust. We moaned together in the belly of the subway station, joined by our most sensitive flesh. He filled me completely, the way I’d never been filled before. As if I had been hollow all this time up until this moment.

Braden gazed down at me with hooded eyes. He was beautiful in that moment, as he was always beautiful, his hard jawline clenching with intensity as he savored how I felt from the inside.

“I can’t move,” he whispered with a silly grin. “If I do, I’m gonna come right away.”

I grabbed a handful of his chestnut hair. “Then stay inside of me for a while.”

I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him deeply, this time invading his mouth with my tongue. He moaned in response, and we savored the way we felt in that moment while simply kissing.

It went on for seconds, or minutes, or hours; I lost track of time while exploring the contours of Braden’s mouth, the lines along his lips and the bumps of his tongue. He stayed completely hard inside me the entire time. But eventually I couldn’t stand it any longer and I wanted more, I wanted him, I wanted to accept what he could give and squeeze every drop of come from his body that I could. I loosened the vice-like grip of my legs around his waist, and he responded by immediately pulling back and thrusting forward again, like he’d been held back only by my restrictive legs.

“Fuck, Nadia. You feel good.”

“Not as good as you,” I purred back.

He grinned at me, and I almost died right then and there. “I beg to differ.”

The sensation of his cock moving inside me was almost supernatural. It wasn’t a long dick, but it was thick in all the right ways so that it hit every nerve ending on my inner walls as it moved. It hit nerves I didn’t even realize I had.

I ran my hand along Braden’s chest while he fucked me steadily. I wished his shirt was off. I would have given anything to see the firm muscles underneath, to run my hands along them while he had his way with me.

In response to my touch, Braden moved his hand to my belly and then his thumb slid down to my clit. He began rubbing in a slow circle, at a pace that was just below what I really wanted, making me squirm with desire. I was the kind of girl who couldn’t get off on vaginal stimulation alone, and his thumb at that moment was pulling me toward a roaring furnace that was going to devour me in its flames.

His face was shadowed in the darkness but I could see him biting his lip. “Nadia,” he said, a prayer and a moan and a curse all at once. “Nadia, I…”

“I know,” I moaned back, throwing my hips into him with each thrust. “Harder. Fuck me harder!”

“Ohh…”

“Just like that. Don’t stop.”

“Never!” he breathed.

He was pulling all the way back each time, slamming his cock deep inside of me. His free hand gripped my waist and tensed, a vibration growing in his entire body. All the while his thumb swirled on my clit, bringing me closer and closer…

“Yes,” I moaned, urging myself on more than him. “Right there, just like that, yes, yes, yes, oh my God fuck me I’m coming!”

“Nadia!” he roared.

My eyes tried to clench shut at the intense ecstasy spreading outward through my body, but I held them open so I could watch Braden’s climax. His mouth fell open and his eyes widened while locked onto mine, like his orgasm was a sudden surprise. His beautiful face twisted and tensed, and I drank in the sight of such a gorgeous man as he blew his load deep inside of me.

Eventually I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer and I clenched them shut, accepting the final waves of pleasure from my shuddering orgasm.

His lips found mind in the darkness, and we kissed softly because neither of us wanted to leave. But eventually he grew soft inside me, and had to pull out.

We dressed quietly and he led me by the hand back out of the room, looking both ways in the hallway to make sure nobody was watching. Giggling, we hurried out of the Metropolitan Transit Authority Only area to the pedestrian section, coming to an intersection that separated the Q-line from the 7-line. Braden turned to face me, and a grin split his face.

“I’m not gay,” he said firmly. “My parents just think I am, despite my best efforts to convince them otherwise. I’m sorry I misled you earlier tonight. Goodnight, Nadia.”

I kissed him one last time, our lips sticking together as we parted slowly. “Goodnight, Braden.”

With his taste still on my lips, I smiled all the way home.

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