Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
He moves in confidence; each muscle highlighting the strength and control he has over his body. Aftershocks of the orgasm are little reminders of how good it felt to be with him. I rub my thighs together, craving more of him, and groan. “Ugh. It’s like an ache I can’t soothe.” Flipping my head to face him again, he’s chuckling. “Hurry. I need you.”
“You need me, huh?” he asks like my body can stay in a state of flux like this all night. Sliding his hand over my stomach, he doesn’t wait to go lower. He just does it, slipping his fingers through my slickness and then pulling them out from under the covers to taste. I could come all over again. Good lord, this man. “You are a needy little thing.”
He turns to grab a condom, leaving the other packs dangling over the edge of the nightstand. Ripping it open, he says, “I think you should be on top.”
I glance at his shoulder as he puts on the protection. “I can do that.” I’ve never been a bold vixen in bed, and the lights are usually out. But when he looks at me, I feel beautiful and sexy. Remembering how protected I felt under his arm at the high school was an aphrodisiac. And that sweet little kiss to my head made me feel seen, and I realized how much I had disappeared from my own life—from living, doing, and dreaming. With Brandon, I’m me again.
I kiss him before I shift on top of him. His hand comes to rest on my bare hip, a gentle rub that has me feeling connected with him well beyond the physical. This just completes the circle we create together. Lifting to my knees, I maneuver over him and begin to sink down. Putting my palms to his chest, I close my eyes and take him inch by incredible inch, breathing through each adjustment my body makes. My body is volatile, so close to erupting. The stretch burns, but the relief comes quickly after.
Settling into a seated position, I take another deep breath and then once more. I open my eyes to see admiration reflected at me. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
“You saved a dog from a burning building.”
He chuckles, which lightens the mood, the gentle squeeze of my hip encouraging me to move. “I’d do it again.”
“I know you would.” I reach around and unclasp my bra first. I have nothing to hide from him. And when I’m bare before him, I start slow, rocking on top of him as the depth and fullness fills me like this is what I’ve been missing. “Your own safety be damned.”
“It wasn’t damned.” He sits up, wrapping his hand behind my head as he kisses me. Our tongues swirl, and he huffs out a breath as he twitches inside me. Pulling back, he places the gentlest kiss on my forehead before resting his against mine. “I was the only one who didn’t have someone waiting for them at home.”
Wrapping my arms around him, I kiss his neck and then higher near his ear, and whisper, “I would have waited for you.” My heart quickens from the confession, now realizing how different things could have turned out if . . . Ifs don’t matter anymore. We’re together now. I let my mind go blissfully blank as my body and soul fill with the perfection of this moment as I sink down and do it again. Over and over. Harder and harder. Need and want colliding into each other.
His hands circle my waist, directing me faster and faster. “Oh fuck,” he breathes with his eyes closed as he starts to jerk underneath me. I’m laid flat on my back so fast that my hair flies into my eyes. And to protect the injury, he rests his weight on the other arm and begins fucking me. “You’re so good, so tight. Fuck, so amazing.” Brushing my hair back, he doesn’t lose pace, and the stride picks up, each thrust sending me farther down the bed.
I hold his shoulder with one hand, and the side of his neck with the other. “So amazing.” The coil loosens and springs to life, and I meet him thrust for eager thrust. My moan is met with his as I pepper kisses under his jaw.
Raw.
Carnal
Punished and pleasured in equal measure.
“Don’t stop,” I plead. “I need more.” It happens fast. The pull to the abyss rips me away as my core uncoils before I can catch hold of it. A stunning release of bright light and energy surges through every particle of my being. The rush of ecstasy culminates in an earthquake that ripples through my body.
The last push sends Brandon falling after me. And when I land on the soft mattress, I open my arms to catch him right after. He collapses on top of me, his breathing heavy and uneven, his body tangling with mine as he recovers from the aftermath of his own bliss.