Chapter 98

**Brandon's POV**

"Brandon..." Summer moaned, her fingers fumbling with my shirt, tearing it open to rake her nails down my chest, leaving red trails that burned deliciously. I hissed, my cock aching as Igripped her hips and yanked her onto my lap, her thighs spreading wide to straddle me. She ground against me, her soaked cunt soaking my pants, the heat of her searing through the fabric. I shoved her back onto the bed, tearing off my clothes in a frenzy-shirt, belt. pants gone in seconds, my cock springing free, thick and pulsing,precum already beading at the tip.

Summer spread her legs, her pussy glistening-pink and puffy, dripping with arousal, the sight making my mouth water. I crawled over her,pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, my other guiding my cock to her entrance. I teased her first, dragging the head through her slick folds, coating myself in her juices, tapping her clit until she writhed,begging. "Please... now..."

I didn't make her wait long. I thrust in slow, deliberately, stretching her tight cunt inch by inch, savoring the way she clenched around me,her walls fluttering as I filled her. She moaned, loud and raw, her legs wrapping around my waist to pull me deeper. I pulled back, almost out.then slammed back in, hard and deep, making her tits bounce with the force. Her nails dug into my shoulders as I set a brutal pace, fucking her with long, punishing strokes, the wet slap of our bodies echoing in the room.

Her pussy gripped me like a vise, hot and slippery, and I angled my hips,hitting that spot inside her that made her scream, her head thrashing against the pillows. Sweat slicked our skin, her thighs trembling as I drove into her, relentless, my balls slapping against her ass with every thrust.I leaned down, sucking a nipple into my mouth, biting down just hard

enough to make her arch, her cries sharpening as I flicked my tongue over the sensitive bud, then moved to the other, leaving wet, red marks on her pale skin.

"Brandon... oh God..." she panted, her hands clawing at my back, urging me faster. I flipped her over without warning, yanking her hips up so her ass was in the air, her face pressed into the sheets. I spread her cheeks,admiring the sight-her pussy dripping, my cock glistening with her wetness-before plunging back in, deeper this time, the new angle letting me bottom out. She sobbed into the mattress, her ass jiggling with each brutal thrust, and I fisted her hair, pulling her head back to hear her moans clearer, the sound driving me wild.

I reached around, finding her clit, rubbing it in tight, fast circles as I fucked her senseless, her body shaking under me. She came hard,her cunt spasming around my cock,a gush of wetness soaking my thighs, her walls milking me so tight I nearly lost it. But I held on, slowing my thrusts,dragging it out, letting her ride the aftershocks-her body twitching,her breath ragged-before picking up again, chasing my own release.

I pounded into her, my grip bruising her hips, the tension coil my gut. Her pussy fluttered again, a second orgasm build growled, "Come with me," my voice rough and commanding.S her cries peaking as her cunt clenched one last time, pulling m edge. I roared,slamming into her as I came, my cock pulsing, sp thick ropes of cum deep inside her, filling her until it leaked out, drip down her thighs in messy, white streaks. We collapsed, her sweat-slicked body sprawled across mine, my softening cock still inside her, our mixed fluids staining the sheets. Her chest heaved against me, her tits pressed into my skin, and I traced lazy circles over her back, her hair fanning across my chest, dry now from our heat. The room smelled of sex-musky and primal-and I was lost in the filthy bliss of it when her phone buzzed, slicing through the haze. "Unknown number. Tired?" I kissed the corner of her mouth gently. "Rest a bit. I'll carry you to the shower in a moment."

Summer's eyes closed drowsily as she nodded like a sleepy chick. "Mmm."

I swiped to answer the call and immediately heard Alexander's voice coming through the speaker.

"Summer, you finallypicked up? Is this really necessary? We just had an argument. It's bad enough you wouldn't let me in, but calling the police?Summer.you-"

My eyes narrowed as I glanced at Summer, who had already fallen asleep within seconds. I carefully laid her down on the bed and was about to step away when her hand suddenly caught mine. "Where are you going?"she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.

I chuckled softly, reaching out to smooth her furrowed brow. "Go to sleep.I'm not going anywhere."

"Who are you? Why are you with Summer?" Alexander's angry voice came through the phone as he heard our exchange. He must have caught Summer's sleepy murmur because his tone immediately darkened. "Who the hell is this?"

I narrowed my eyes and ended the call without a word.

Alexander called back almost immediately. I silenced the phone, watching the screen light up with his pathetic attempts to reconnect. Let him try.I had more important matters to attend to.

When the bathroom door opened, Summer stirred again. The phone rang once more, and this time she reached for it before I could intervene.

"Hello?" she answered groggily. "Who is this?" I watched her expression change as she recognized the voice, her drowsiness rapidly clearing. Her eyes darted toward me standing in the doorway, then back to the unfamiliar number on her screen.

"Alexander, are you insane?" she snapped, suddenly fully awake. "What's the point ofcalling from different numbers in the middle of the night?What's wrong with you?"

I leaned against the doorframe, observing her growing irritation. Her lips pressed together in a thin line as she listened.

"Enough. You're being ridiculous," she cut him off. "I never called the police. And by the way, that was my husband who answered. It's none of your business. Goodnight." She hung up and tossed the phone aside,burying her face in the pillow.

The phone rang yet again. Summer grabbed it with visible frustration,answering with sharp irritation. "For God's sake-"

Her expression suddenly shifted to confusion. She sat up straighter,checking the number again before glancing in my direction.

"Oh, officer, hello," she said, her tone completely transformed. "I'm sorry for the confusion. He's my sister's fiancé. If you need anything,you should really contact her instead."

I crossed the room to join her, stting on the edge of the bed. "Who's calling this tíme?" I asked, placing one hand on the bed beside her. "It's the New York Police Station. That asshole actually borrowed a police officer's phone to call me, can you believe that?" Summer replied, reaching up to touch my damp hair. "Dry your hair properly. We need to get some sleep." She turned her attention back to the phone. "My husband and I need to rest now,officer. If that's all?" I watched her hang up, a smile playing at my lips. My wife had just referred to me as her husband without hesitation-twice.