Outside, the sky was beginning to lighten and there was just enough light in the room for me to see the way he looked at me.
Hunger.
Want.
Need.
We’d been fighting this for so long. I was exhausted. We both were.
I scooted up the bed until I straddled him. My mind was made up. If he wanted me to leave, he was going to have to toss me out of the room.
“Brax…” My voice trailed off as I traced a path down his chest. He inhaled sharply when I reached the hard ridges of his abs. Whereas Harley took manscaping to a whole new level, Brax had a light dusting of dark hair, which extended down below the covers. Where would this happy trail take me? I was suddenly very keen to find out.
Our eyes locked as I dipped under the edge of the sheet. He did nothing to stop me, and I smiled. Game on. My fingers found his cock. His very hard and naked cock.
“I hope you know what you’re doing, princess,” he growled.
I grinned. “I should hope so, I’ve had a lot of practice lately.”
He didn’t like that jibe one bit, I could tell, but I was done fucking around. He knew I was sleeping with Quinn and Harley, and he’d already said he was OK with it. Now it was time to show me he could handle the sharing thing. And if he couldn’t? Well, I was praying that didn’t happen.
My hand gripped his shaft and he grunted, his hips pushing up slightly. I was slightly surprised he was letting me take the lead here, but I decided to go with the flow.
“It’s been a while, huh,” I taunted, sliding my hand up and down his dick, using his sticky pre-cum as a lubricant. God, he was big. This was going to be so much fun. My pussy creamed in anticipation at the thought of taking him inside me, but I ignored it. This was about him, not me. He needed this.
“No,” he growled.
“Liar,” I mocked. “I bet you’ve lain in bed every night, fucking your fist while you thought about this.” My hand moved faster. Each time I reached the crown, I rubbed my thumb over the top and he groaned.
“Oh god. I can’t…”
He was close to coming, I could feel it in the way he fucked my hand, the movements entirely involuntary now. His eyes drifted closed as pleasure overtook him and a few moments later, hot ropes of cum spurted all over his chest. There was so much, honestly, I was impressed.
I released his dick and yanked my tee off, using it to wipe up the mess. He opened his eyes and my breath caught in my lungs. In an instant, the predator became the prey and I was no longer in control.
He threw me off and I ended up on my back with him between my thighs. Incredibly, he was already semi-hard, despite coming only a minute ago. I yelped when his teeth found my nipple and then moaned when his tongue stole the sting away.
Part of me waited for this to end, for him to push me away, but he moved down my body, igniting a trail of fire in my veins.
“Please,” I begged when I felt hot breath tease my clit. “I need you!”
The grin he threw me was feral. “Thought about this much, princess?”
I was starting to regret teasing him earlier. I had a feeling he was planning to pay me back with interest.
“Yes.” Truth. “Once or twice.” Lie.
He smirked before dipping his head and licking up all the juice seeping out from my aching pussy. Humming with approval, he pushed my legs wider so he had better access, then went to town on me. With every lick, suck, and nibble, I was catapulted higher. It was torture. Each time he pushed me to the edge, he then backed away before I could come. The sting of his stubble against my sensitive bits ramped up the tension, a seductive mix of pleasure and pain.
“You taste so good,” he groaned. “I could eat you out all day long.”
“But I want you to fuck me!”
One finger, then two, pushed inside me. My greedy pussy clenched down hard, tiny spasms a precursor of what was to come, i.e. me. Hopefully soon.
“You want my cock?” he asked, his face shiny with my arousal.
I was incapable of forming words. The best I could do was whimper and grind my hips into him. I tasted myself on his lips when he kissed me, a heady mixture of salt and sweetness. God, I was turned on.