Chapter 27: Lyse Is Married
Brandon grunted loudly as his thrusting intensified then he stiffened, his body suddenly going slack and heavy on top of Brooke’s. A second later he got off her and went into the bathroom while she stared resentfully at his back.
It was ironic that since they had become engaged, the quality of their lovemaking if it could even be called that had faded. All Brandon did now was fuck her body selfishly and without any consideration for her feelings or helping her reach orgasm.
It was a far contrast from the passionate time when they were sneaking around behind Lyse’s back. Then Brandon would spend hours touching every single part of her body and kissing her tenderly, making her feel like the most precious thing in the world then gently cleaning her up after the encounter.
Now he just pounced on her like a starving, lustful caveman then abandoning her like she was some cum rag he had finished masturbating with.
When he came back out of the bathroom with a towel tied loosely around his waist, Brooke felt a stirring in her belly as she stared at his sculpted body then she quickly went into the bathroom to clean up and when she came back she noted with disappointment that Brandon was already putting on his clothes.
Feeling undeterred, she strutted to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, her breasts flattened against his back while her hands started to drift down to the front of his underwear but before she could reach her goal Brandon grabbed her hands.
"What’s wrong?" Brooke demanded.
"I’m tired." Brandon answered and pushed her arms away before stepping away from her and continuing to dress up.
Brooke glared at his back and struggled to contain her anger. She could not understand the reason for Brandon’s attitude towards her when he had told her that he loved her.