“I love the feel of your cock,” she murmured. Her voice was darkly seductive and had his body reacting with urgent demands. She leaned forward and gave him a light lick. “I love the texture, the taste, the length and the way it fills me…” One hand slipped lower to cradle his balls and he nearly lost his mind then and there.
Her soft moans of pleasure, and her long, lazy caresses fuelled his lust and deepened his need. His cock thickened and his body began humming with renewed excitement. Jesus, he couldn’t seem to get enough of her. He needed her again. Needed to take her. Everywhere.
Greedy with want, he pulled her to him, gripped her hips and flipped her over. Her surprised yet excited gasp was smothered by the cushiony mattress. Brand grabbed his pillow and positioned it under her hips.
As he tipped her beautiful, heart-shaped ass up to him, she twisted her head. His nostrils flared, and his jaw clenched and unclenched as primal need unfurled inside her. Her gaze appraised his face and she blinked at him with eyes that were aroused and full of emotions. The warmth, trust and vulnerability in her glance pulled an emotional reaction from the depths of his core.
“Brand,” she asked, “are you okay?”
Tenderness stole over him. He swallowed hard and worked to find his voice. “I need to fuck you, Kaylea. Everywhere.” He felt her entire body shiver.
In a bid to relax her, he cupped her ass cheeks and gave her a gentle massage while his tongue made a slow, skilled pass over her puckered opening.
Her muscles clenched and she nearly jumped off the bed. “Easy, baby,” he coaxed, wanting to ensure she was relaxed and comfortable so she could enjoy everything he had to offer. “I want you to trust that I’m going to make this perfect for you.”
“I do trust you, Brand,” she whispered in such a gentle voice it has his insides quaking.
Desperately needing to give her an insurmountable sum of pleasure, he made another slow pass with his tongue and felt her body open for him. A riot of emotions overcame him with the way she so freely handed herself over to him. “That’s a girl. How does that feel?”
She wiggled her hips him. “So nice…” she murmured into the sheets. “Warm, and nice.”
He slipped one hand around her legs and brushed his thumb over her clit while he worked his tongue into her puckered opening in an effort to relax her tight, ringed passage. She bucked against his hand and his mouth, moving restlessly against him as excitement surged inside her. After he acknowledged the flare of desire between her thighs, he pressed on. Using her cream to lubricate her, he soaked her back passage and gently worked one finger inside.
“Ohmigod,” she cried out.
As basic elemental need took hold, she began pressing against his finger, pushing him in deeper. Electricity whipped between them and his blood flowed heavy in his veins, desperate to plunge into her. He glided one hand over her skin and, fighting down the raw ache of longing, forced himself to slow down. Once he’d worked his way inside her, he removed his fingers, quickly sheathed himself again and positioned his cock at her entrance.
He drew a ragged breath and willed his lust-drunk brain to form a coherent sentence. “Tell me you want me.” For some inexplicable reason he needed to hear her say it again.
“I want you, Brand,” she whispered. “I wanted you the second I laid eyes on you.” She lifted her hips higher, encouraging him to feed his cock into her body.
He began pressing, moving inside, slowly offering her one inch at a time until he was buried so deep he nearly blacked out from pleasure. Her muscles gripped him hard and it was sheer torture to hang on.
Brand reached around her, and brushed his fingers over her clit. Her low moans told him how much she was enjoying his ministrations. In no time at all his senses exploded and urged him to completion. He brushed his fingers over her clit, then pushed one inside her.
“God, yes, Brand….” she cried out.
Passion and possessiveness raced through him as she called out his name during her climax. Her ass muscles clenched around his cock, and her sweet nectar pooled in his hand.
His tongue darted out to wet his lips, then he stilled, his hot flow of release coming on the heels of hers. He threw his head back, let out a deep savage sound and splashed his seed high inside her.
He remained buried deep within her for a long time, not daring to move or breath. When his cock grew flaccid and slipped out, he dropped to the mattress and circled his arms around her still quaking body. He smoothed her hair off her face and looked deep into her eyes. God, she was so perfect she took his breath away. She curled into him and he pulled her warm, familiar scent into his lungs.
As he lay there basking in the afterglow of great sex, something kept niggling at the back of his mind, something about their lovemaking, something about the first time he thrust inside her warm, welcoming pussy. As exhaustion pulled at him, he blocked his mind to it. He really didn’t want to think at this particular moment, he only wanted to feel.
Her lips brushed over his cheek, and her eyelashes tickled his flesh when she blinked. “God, I can’t believe what I’ve been missing all these years,” she said, her voice a low, velvet whisper.
Brand’s head jerked back with a start and his stomach knotted. “Missing?” A shiver of unease crawled over his skin like an insect as he waited for her to elaborate. The niggling sensation came back full force and he had a feeling he
