Chapter 70: Intertwined Desires

Layla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota...

Once more the steady beating of the headboard against the nearby wall had echoed all through the large yellow house surrounded by trees in the middle of the woods. It had been a place more or less out of a Fairytale storybook from when Layla was a little girl except she'd been blissfully unaware that her lover was the big bad wolf and he'd been currently thrusting his thick massive cock in and out of her slick depths while towering above her. Layla had been on her back looking up at both Brick and the ceiling as tears began to stream down her supple cheeks in the wake of her corroding thoughts about her dearly departed mother having been the one to harm a missing little girl or even worse help a twisted monster of a man do so.

"Uhhhh." moaned Layla as her smaller lovely body was jolted along her mattress for the umpteenth time as she attempted to keep up with her newfound lover's seemingly endless measure of libido.

Brick grunted as he slowly kissed away her tears and thrust ever so slowly into her tight warm body very much concerned about the waterworks as she did her best to assure him that he had not been the cause of it. Layla moaned as she reached up stroking his bearded face and meeting his eyes while he pumped his hips driving his massive appendage in and out of her tightness amid her tangled bed sheets and the semi-light that filled her bedroom.

He'd been such a large man that he could easily lean down and reach her pert breasts nibbling and licking them as she ran her fingers through his wild long brown locks moaning all the while he pumped his well-toned hips into her tightness bouncing her shapely arse off the mattress and bending her knees to fit his body between them while pounding his cock into her over and over again.

Due to her tears, he figured a change in position had been in order as he scooped her up with ease and moved her body further onto his lap and cock, while shifting toward the edge of the bed where he used his leverage to launch her up and down by way of his lap, still gripping her waist and suckling her breasts in the process.

Layla moaned aloud once more loving the feel of her lover's hot mouth on her sensitive flesh as she bucked her hips in reaction to his thrusts delving deeper inside of her. The more he had command over her young body, the less she found herself able to think of much of anything aside from how good he felt inside her which included the brief intrusion of her thoughts on her own mother's guilt.

Brick grunted as he continued to suckle her breasts switching back n forth between them as he teased her rather pointed and aroused nipples with his tongue making Layla squeal a bit in the process. The both of them had been at it again for quite some time, not at all liking the idea that he'd have to go back out on the road in a bid to find any manner of solving this case but pleased to have the time together that they did manage to take advantage of with her father's two-week absence.

Layla moaned once more and wrapped her arms around Brick's neck pressing her chest against his once her breasts slipped from his warm mouth and he pressed it into her lips as she began bouncing on top of his cock at a much more rapid pace. She loved the feel of him battering against her inner walls as much as he had her tight clenching around his massive thickness.

"Fuck..." grunted Brick gripping Layla's shapely bare arse with his rough calloused hands further intensifying her desire for his touch and everything else.

"Oh...." moaned Layla bouncing up and down on the first and only cock she'd ever known and taken not at all carrying that it belonged to an older man with secrets she had no idea of despite their relative closeness in terms of their strange bond and now newfound sex life.

Brick got up on his feet, carrying Layla along with him, his thick cock still plunging in and out of her tightness as she clung to him moaning and whimpering all the while wrapping her arms around him tighter.

She had found the more she spent time with Brick, even in this way that she loved being in his strong arms, the sheer effortless manner in which he carried her was breathtaking to say the last and with the added bonus of his cock sawing in and out of her slickness hitting all the right places inside her only made her crave him all the more.

"Oh..." she moaned losing herself in the fog of lust that seemed to cloud them more often than not. "Brick...."

Another growl erupted from Brick as he carried Layla toward the nearby wall and pinned her there as he pounded into her making her nearly scream with his intensity. She didn't seem to mind it, her mind long gone and given to the sensations running rampant throughout her young body. Never had she known anything as remotely as intense as her sexual romps with Brick Kenneally, of course, it was mostly due to her not at all being aware of his true nature and he'd been doing a poor job of keeping it hidden once he'd been inside her.

He'd been so much more than any boy she'd taken an interest in, primal and strong as he pounded her with a frenzy of lust that swept her up into a sea of emotions more tears trailed down her cheeks as she felt him deep inside her hitting every nerve ending and reshaping her world and the knowledge of it one thrust at a time.

Once she felt it, the inevitable bursting of his release filling her heated depths, she moaned into his shoulder as he slammed into her one last time, as the tears came back in waves. The overwhelming waves of emotion were so intense she hardly knew what to do with them as she clung to him.

"I love you," she said softly as his ears perked in the wake of his rapid breaths and hers.

Brick grunted still thrusting in small waves as he held her close.

"I love you too," he replied as sweat trailed down their bodies and he kissed her lips once more.

The two of them lingered like that for a bit unwilling to part and venture back to the real world for the time being as they had been much too concerned with their mutual heartbeats being of one accord to bother disengaging.