Good Girl Gone Bad: A Y/N x Bruce Kulick Story

All The Way

***I wrote another risqué scene, you don't have to read it if you don't want! 😳🤭🥰***

I knocked on Bruce's door, feeling hot and flustered, desperate to feel his arms around me again. He opened the door in an instant, ushering me inside and closing the door so he could at last pull me into a kiss.

Without words, we continued to kiss, stumbling over to his bed. He gently pushed me to the blankets, straddling me as he kissed me, and my longing for him got deeper. He kissed me, body pressing against me, and I could feel him hardening.

"I want you," I purred. "I want all of you."

"Mmm oh Y/N I've been waiting for you to say that," he moaned, covering me in kisses as I did my best to do the same to him.

I knew this was exactly what Eric was afraid of, that I'd move too fast and that I'd end up heartbroken or worse, that I'd think someone loved me for more than my body only to find out I was wrong. But Bruce wasn't like that. Bruce was different, he loved me, he cared about me. And I loved him too, more than I had ever loved anyone. More than I had ever loved any past boyfriend. And I felt more loved by him than I had by anyone else too.

"Wait!" I gasped, and he immediately pulled away.

"What's wrong? I don't want to do anything to make you uncomfortable, we don't have to do this if you don't want to. We won't if you're not 100% certain you want to," he said, stroking my cheek tenderly.

"No, no ohh Bruce I do want to, believe me I do. But we'll be safe about it, right?" I asked.

He smiled, kissing me softly.

"Of course. Eric would absolutely murder me if I got his kid sister pregnant," he teased.

"Then let's go," I purred, twisting a hand through his curly hair and yanking him into a kiss.

His hands roved across my body, unbuttoning my blouse and pulling it off of me. His long fingers were so sensual as they danced across my skin, finding the clasp of my bra and undoing it with a snap, casting it aside and letting my breasts free. It took no time at all for his hands to find their way to my breasts, kneading and fondling them as his lips moved from my mouth to my jawline, trailing kisses down my neck before he reached my chest, leaving love marks everywhere.

My hands were tangled through his hair, holding him against me as he showered my heaving chest with love.

"O-oh Bruce!" I panted.

He moved back up to my lips, giving me a gentle kiss.

"And you're certain you want this?" he asked, putting a hand on my cheek.

"Yes!" I said breathlessly, wrapping my legs around him, tugging at the waistband of his pants.

With a smile, he gently unzipped my leather skirt, letting it fall from my waist before he tugged off my panties. I shivered at the sudden cold against my bare body as at last he finished stripping down, revealing that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. I felt a shiver of equal parts anticipation and apprehension run through me as I looked at the size of him before he straddled me, kissing me gently.

"You ready?" he murmured, biting seductively at my ear.

"More than ever," I moaned.

I felt him lining up with me before letting out a sudden gasp as he all at once entered me.

"You alright?" he asked, kissing me, and I nodded, wrapping my legs around him and pulling him closer against me.

"Never been better," I panted.

"Good," he murmured, before he began to thrust into me.

It was ecstasy, a symphony of sin that had never felt or sounded better. I had never felt better, never had better, never felt more in love or loved as we reached our peaks time and again. At last we had finished but were still half wrapped around each other as we laid naked under the covers. My head was resting on his chest, his arms around my waist.

"I love you," he said, kissing me tenderly on the forehead.

"I love you too," I murmured back.

He stroked my hair, giving me a fond smile, eyes soft.

"How do you feel?"

"Like I've never been more in love with someone than I am with you."

His smile got bigger, eyes shining brighter.

"That's funny, I feel the same way," he said, kissing me again.

I let out a yawn, burrowing deeper into his chest, face tickled a bit by his chest hair.

"I love you so, so much," I murmured.

"I love you more. Sleep well, princess," he said softly, kissing me on the top of my head as I so very happily dropped off to sleep in his arms.