AFTER GALA FUN || BROCHEL
firstdaughterrachel:
When Rachel said what she did, the last thing she expected was for Brody to kiss her. But she was not complaining. Especially when it cut down on the chatter. It wasn’t that Rachel was trying to shut Brody up, per say, but she wanted to feel. She wanted him to feel. This is what they were finally doing away with everything and doing it for. Brody breaking the kiss made Rachel about to ask if there was something the matter when she felt the pace pick up. He was pounding into her harder, deeper and faster than before. When he told her to move, Rachel looked at him but she complied. As he made the move to come down next, Rachel lifted her hips to meet his, purposely grinding against him once they came into contact with each other.
Brody was surprised when Rachel kissed him again, but he wasn’t going to complain. Rachel turned out to be a good kisser and having that level of intimacy with her was setting him free somehow. For once, he wasn’t holding back and controlling himself as he did almost all the time in front of everyone, and it was refreshing. Liberating, even. It feel really good and he wished he had known about it before. If he did, he would probably had done this earlier. Brody broke the kiss for a moment to breathe, looking at her as he put his forehead against hers, kissing her again as fiercely as before, sucking on her tongue as he grabbed her hips and put her on a sitting position before he could push her against the headboard, pounding into her as fast as he could and moaning against her lips. “Fuck,” he breathed out between pants. One of his hands sneaked between their bodies and managed to cup one of her breasts, pinching on her nipple with his thumb and index finger.














