Page 84 of Ask Me Something

“You like it when I take control in the bedroom?” His eyes locked on mine, illuminated only by the moonlight coming in through the bedroom window.

“Yes,” I whispered and felt a shudder run through him.

When his lips descended onto my clit, my fists gripped the sheets as the electric current coursed through my body. His finger pushed deep into my slick flesh, causing me to moan with the delicious torture he was inflicting. He looked up and grinned. “Remember when I told you to keep your hands on your head the first time I did this?”

I nodded, awaiting the same request.

“This time I want them on my head, showing me how much you want me down here.”

Now it was my turn to shiver. My hands threaded through his soft hair and pushed him back to the task at hand. He went to work like a man possessed, and I hit my climax swiftly. When I glanced down, I realized how hard I’d been shoving his face into me and let go. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t ever apologize for showing me how much you want me.” He seized my hips and lifted. “I want you to straddle me.” He moved onto his back and assisted my movements.

I swung my legs over him, spanning his hard length. It was the first time we’d been in this position, and I rubbed Brian’s chest, loving the feel of his muscles. Easing down onto his erection, I closed my eyes when the pleasure literally and figuratively filled me. But if I thought being on top meant I’d be controlling things, he quelled that notion quickly. One of his hands dug into my hip and held me in place while the other one grasped one of my breasts.

“Don’t move and give me that mouth.”

My body rebelled, wanting to feel the friction of motion, but I leaned down, meeting his lips in a searing kiss. The erotic way his tongue stroked mine made me want to grind myself into him, but he wouldn’t allow it. “Touch yourself,” he ordered in a raspy voice.

Moving back, I watched, fascinated, when he took one of my hands and sucked on two of my fingers, coating them in his saliva. I placed them onto my swollen knot and rubbed tiny circles while he guided my hips into a rhythm.

“Look at me,” his raspy voice commanded.

My eyes met his while I took in the fact that his hands had shifted to my breasts, and he was now letting me dictate the cadence. Wrong again. I tried to increase the pace, but his hands shifted back down, holding me in place.

“Make yourself come.” His voice was pure sin, and I breathed deep. This wasn’t something with which I was particularly experienced, however having him deeply sheathed inside of me definitely increased the odds in my favor. I rubbed harder, and he shifted his body, putting us into a sitting position.

His head dipped and took one of my nipples into his mouth. Scorching heat tore through me. I’d never been one of those girls who enjoyed having her breasts played with during sex, but damn if I couldn’t feel myself on the edge of an climax now that his hot mouth was fixated on one while his hand toyed with the other.

As the orgasm washed over me, he moved my hips while arching his, prolonging the explosion ripping through me.

“Ahh,” I moaned shamelessly, throwing my head back in unbridled ecstasy and taking him to his brink, too. His hips thrust up two more times before his satisfied groan filled the room. I collapsed against him and felt his strong arms come around me.

“You’re damn sexy, Sash,” he murmured into my hair.

“You’re not so bad yourself.”

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As we lay there shortlyafter sex, my mind relaxed for the first time in a week. Brian’s hand stroked lazily down my side while we lay facing one another, heads on our pillows in the bed.

“You were the one who helped Juliette win Fantasy Football three years ago when she played with all of the guys in the office, weren’t you?” he alleged, humor in his eyes.

Of all of the things he could have brought up at this moment—I had to giggle. “What makes you say that?”

He pulled me closer and nuzzled my neck. “I love that sound from you. It was your little speech to the chairman today about Dallas. Holy shit. I think every man in that room got a hard-on for you in that moment.”

“Not the goal I’d hoped to achieve.” I enjoyed the sound of his chuckle.

“Seriously, though, it was probably one of the sweetest moments I’ve ever seen. I told Josh, and he looked at me and said one word.”

“What?”

“Epic.”

I grinned. “It did feel good. Although it didn’t seem like Vanessa enjoyed it quite as much.”

He shrugged. “Where did it come from?”

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