Pressure began building, coming to a peak. She grew slicker with each delicious stroke. Kaylea began panting, her hips coming off the bed.
“I’m—”
“Yeah, baby, that’s it. Come for me. Let me taste your cream.”
Her body began spasming, overcome with erotic pleasure. Her pussy muscles clenched and throbbed as she let go and tumbled into an orgasm. “Oh. God. Brand,” she cried out. Gripping his shoulders, she rode out every delicious wave of ecstasy.
After her tremors subsided, he slid up her body. As though needing the connection at all times, he never allowed his body to break contact with her. He brushed her damp bangs from her forehead, and put his mouth close to hers. “I’ve never tasted anything sweeter,” he murmured.
Her gaze locked with his and her pulse skyrocketed. Everything in the way he talked to her, touched her and made love to her with his fingers and his mouth got to her on another level. She honestly couldn’t believe how close she was to losing herself in him. This man, this stranger. A guy she’d simply picked up to take her virginity and give her a night of wild, unforgettable sex. It never occurred to her how easily she could fall for him.
She felt his cock press into her and warmth move through her blood. “Inside me. Please,” she murmured into his mouth. For some strange reason she needed him inside her, to join them as one as though her very life, her very existence, depended on it. As though they were destined to be together.
“Brand…”
“Kaylea…” His voice wavered. He touched her face, a silent communication that he felt the same way. God, could he be the one, the one she’d been waiting for. The one and only man meant for her.
She turned her head and spotted her handbag. “Condom. My bag.”
With shaky hands, Brand grabbed her bag and quickly sheathed himself. He climbed back over her and cradled her face in his palms. His touch was so achingly gentle it caused her heart to miss a beat.
Their gazes locked as his rock-hard cock breached her opening. With need ruling her actions, she pitched her hips forward, driving him in deeper. He shut his eyes, his hands fisted in her hair, and in one quick thrust he pushed all the way into her. Crazed with lust, he drove past her hymen in one fluid movement, and she was thankful that he was too far gone to have noticed.
Not wanting anything to break this magical moment, Kaylea bit down on her lips and blocked her mind to the sharp stab of pain. Panting hard, Brand remained inside her for a moment, as though giving her time to get used to his girth.
When she began moving, he quickly joined her. His long easy thrusts became deeper, harder, faster and soon her pain segued to pleasure.
“Babe,” he said and angled his body to keep the bulk of his weight off her. “So good…”
Warmth flooded her system as he took them both to a deeper level of intimacy. Together they began to establish a rhythm, both giving and taking until every nerve in her body was on fire.
“So good,” she murmured back as she rode him with wild abandon. Blindsided by lust, she scratched her nails over his back when she felt another clench of fulfillment. His body responded with a shudder.
“I want you to come all over my cock, babe. Will you do that for me?”
“Yes,” she cried out. Suddenly her blood pressure soared, and another climax tore through her. Oh God, so perfect. So damn perfect.
“Jesus, you’re so hot.” He stroked her deeper and harder, then stilled inside her. She felt his muscles tense. His eyes locked with hers. “Babe…” he murmured. The way he looked at her made her insides shiver with unfamiliar longing.
Cripes, they were supposed to be having sex, wild “bang me up against the wall” sex, but what he was doing didn’t seem like sex with a stranger at all. It seemed more like lovemaking. The way he took such painstaking care of her body left a deep contentment in her soul. Everything about him felt right. In her heart and in her head.
“Come inside me,” she murmured. With that she felt his cock jump as he released high inside her. He buried his face in her neck and grabbed a fistful of her hair as his cock pulsed and spasmed. She held him tight and squeezed her muscles, wanting to make it as good for him as he’d made it for her.
A short while later, he collapsed on top of her, their perspiration melding their bodies as one. She stroked her fingers through his hair, enjoying the feel of his body weight on top of her, and the feel of his hot breath on her neck. After his breathing finally returned to normal, he removed his condom, rolled beside her and pulled her in close.
“Hey, baby.” When his dark eyes locked on hers it was possible to forget every sane thought. And for some peculiar reason, the gentle, loving, tender way this man touched her seeped under her skin and cradled her heart.
“Hey, yourself,” she said, then closed her lids to listen to his heartbeat as he drifted off to sleep. As she rolled into him it suddenly occurred to her she wasn’t the kind of girl who could love casually. Not with him. Not with Brand.
She wanted more.
Hovering somewhere between consciousness and sleep Brand stirred, then automatically pulled Kaylea in tighter. He felt her body shift and melt into his. He blinked his eyes open in time to see her glance up at him. She gave him a seductive, half smile and then began kissing his mouth, his neck and his chest. Her beaded nipples pressed into his skin and alerted him to her growing arousal. Her silky blond hair spilled forward and brushed against his flesh, teasing his
