Surrender to the Moment
Part 8
As soon as the word left her lips, Alex's eyes flashed with a mix of surprise and desire. He groaned, his body tensing as he pressed deeper into her. Brooklyn felt a rush of pleasure, her body responding to his increased intensity. She wrapped her legs tighter around him, her heels digging deeper into his back as she pulled him closer. The air was thick with tension, their breathing the only sound as they moved together. Alex's fingers still inside her, he began to pump his hips, his dick pressing against her in a rhythmic motion. Brooklyn felt herself getting lost in the sensation, her body building towards a crescendo. She bit down on her lip, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to escape. But it was no use, her body was taking over, and she was powerless to stop it. She felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with anticipation. Alex seemed to sense it too, his movements becoming more urgent as he drove himself deeper into her. Brooklyn felt a rush of excitement, her body responding to his desire. She was so close, she could feel it, her body coiled tight like a spring ready to release. Just as she was about to let go, Alex's phone suddenly buzzed, the loud noise shattering the intimacy of the moment. Brooklyn's eyes flew open, and she pulled back, her face flushing with embarrassment. Alex's eyes locked on hers, his face twisted in frustration. He reached out and silenced the phone, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice low and husky. "I should have turned it off." Brooklyn took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She knew they couldn't just ignore the phone, not with Mr. Blackwood waiting for her back at the mansion. She gently pushed Alex away, her eyes scanning the small space for her panties. As she pulled them back into place, Alex reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "We can finish this," he said, his eyes burning with desire. "Later, I mean." Brooklyn's heart skipped a beat as she looked at him, her body still humming with excitement. She knew she should be going, but a part of her didn't want to leave. Not yet, not when things were just starting to heat up. She took a deep breath, trying to clear her head. "I have to go," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Alex nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "I know," he said. "But we'll finish this, Brooklyn. I promise."