“No more naughty behavior?” Bram’s gaze levels on me as he squeezes my ass with both hands.
“Oh, I think there’s going to be a whole lot of naughty behavior tonight, Daddy.” My lips spread into a devious grin.
“Not the kind you get punished for.” Bram lifts me up and drops me on the mattress, and I feel his cock immediately push into my pussy.
Bram enters me with a hard thrust, and his lips find mine. They sear together as the heat simmers between us. The emotional unraveling I had last night feels like a fever dream that could have easily been a nightmare. If it was, the morning light washed it away. It’s forgotten and forgiven. I was afraid it wasn’t when he said we needed to talk about something. If there were words to say about it, hopefully they will never be said. I need him too bad. I need us too bad.
“Don’t stop…” I purr into Bram’s ear as his thrusts pick up speed.
“You promised to be a good girl, so I’m not going to stop until you come for me.” He exhales sharply, and I hear a throat-growl follow his words.
The pressure is already building, and I know my orgasm is coming fast. The sounds echoing from our lips turn into music, a perfect melody of what we have—right or wrong, it doesn’t matter. His rough growl, my gentle purr, ragged breaths that signal an impending climax. I didn’t always know these sounds, but now they are the only ones I want to hear. His body is all I want to feel. His desire is all I want to taste. It mixes with mine and becomes sweeter than honey.
“Oh god…” I let out a gasp.
“Show me this is where you belong—show me this is the only place you want to be.” Bram’s thrusts get faster.
“It is!” A surge of electricity shoots through my body. “The only place…”
I can’t finish what I want to say, and truthfully, words aren’t enough. Bram knows how I feel. He knows how my body reacts to his. If he believes there is anywhere else I want to be, then he’s grasping for something that will never hang in the air again. I’m his. He’s mine. Our bodies say what words can’t, and the pressure builds until there’s nothing left but the climax. He’s there too. I feel his cock throbbing and pulsating inside me, so close to filling me with the desire that has ravaged my body since his rough hands first grazed against my soft skin.
“You’re mine, Kiana.” His lips press to my ear, and his words echo. “All fucking mine.”
“Yes!” I gasp and begin to come.
The electricity moves through me like a storm. I come once, and it’s only a matter of seconds before I come again. Bram continues thrusting, and his breathing gets harder. I can tell he’s about to erupt. I move in unison with him, begging for his lust, and I get exactly what I crave. He hammers his cock deep, directly against my g-spot, and it pulsates a couple of times before I feel him explode inside my pussy. The thrusts pick up again and become more erratic as he gets the final ones in before he is spent.
“You feel so fucking good…” Bram grits his teeth, and I see the fury in his eyes still blazing with desire.
“So do you.” I gasp one more time as a rush goes through my body, and a small orgasm gives me another taste of bliss.
Bram falls against me. His lips find mine, and we kiss as the adrenaline leaves our bodies. He said I was his. All fucking his. Those were the words I needed to hear—the words I’ve needed to hear my whole life. The independence I craved was due to circumstance, not because I wanted to be alone. I know that now. His arms is where I need to be. They pull me close, and the emotions flood through my body like the pleasure that took control when he was inside me. It’s a different kind of liberation.
I remember what he said when he came home—what I wouldn’t let him say. After a brief respite, I slowly open my eyes.
“Was there something you needed to talk to me about?” I shift in his arms until I’m staring into his amazing eyes.
“It can wait...” He brushes a strand of hair away from my face.
I don’t press him for more. Maybe I’m just afraid of what he might say. I shouldn’t be, not after he said I was his, but insecurity has been so commonplace in my life that it’s hard to keep my mind from going there. That’s not what I need to feel right now. Not with his powerful arms wrapped around my body and his stare saying everything I’ve wanted him to say since I fantasized about being exactly where I am.
I move closer to him, and he begins to kiss me again.
I can feel the desire building between us. Our bodies are ready to say more than words ever could.
The night has already been amazing, and it’s far from over.
Passion fuels us until we hit a wall of exhaustion neither of us can budge. We fall asleep in each other’s arms. The darkness of sleep consumes us until Bram’s alarm goes off the next morning. He’s the first one to sit up while I fight for a few extra minutes of sleep. I realize that isn’t going to happen when I feel his lips against my skin, and his hands slowly trace my curves.
“Don’t you have to get ready for work?” I let out a light
