Page 95 of My Vows Are Sealed

I melted a little. Being intimate was still so new for both of us; after only having made love two times, we’d barely begun to scratch the surface of exploring each other’s bodies and learning what we liked. But I honestly couldn’t imagine evernotliking anything he did. He took cues from every moan, every gasp, and it was like all he cared about in the world was makingmefeel good. Like his own pleasure was just an afterthought.

“I don’t think that’s possible,” I told him. “I love everything you do. I just love being this close to you.”

“I just loveyou,” he murmured, giving me another kiss. “And I love watching you come apart and knowing that I made it happen.”

Um, had someone just turned the heat up in here?

No, seriously. Had they? Because…wow.

With one more soul-searing kiss, Brendan’s lips started traveling down my body, stopping to pay extra attention to my breasts before trailing down my stomach. I sucked in a breath as he planted a kiss right above the hem of my panties while hooking his fingers under the fabric. I lifted my hips and let him pull them down, and then he spread my legs apart, lying on his stomach between them. He pressed soft kisses to the inside of one of my thighs, and I sucked in a breath in anticipation and fisted the comforter as he got closer and closer to my center.

“Brendan,” I breathed. “Oh, God.”

His lips touched my outer folds, and my hips arched off the bed. I grabbed a pillow and put it over my face, trying to muffle my cries as he used his fingers to spread me apart and planted a soft kiss right on my swollen and needy nerve endings. This was torture, but in the best possible way. Like he was just hinting at what it would feel like if he really put his mouth on me.

“More,” I whimpered, lifting the pillow just enough to speak. “Please.”

Taking the hint, he tentatively licked at me, and when I bit down on the pillow to suppress a groan while squirming in pleasure, he licked a little harder.

“You like that, baby?” he asked.

Maybe to some people, that would have come across as cocky, but coming from him, it wasn’t. This was something new and different, and he genuinely wanted to know if I was okay with it.

“Don’t stop,” I pleaded. “That feels so good.”

Apparently that was what he needed to hear, because his mouth was back on me instantly, and it was all I could do to suppress my moans with the pillow as he kissed, licked, sucked, and even gently nibbled on me. This was so different from anything else we’d done, and honestly, I couldn’t decide which I liked better: the way this felt or the wayhefelt inside me. And when he pressed two fingers into my opening without lifting his mouth, that was all it took for me to come undone, biting the pillow so hard that I was surprised I didn’t tear it.

When Brendan crawled back up and hovered over me again, I felt his bare legs against mine and his hard length pressing against me. I couldn’t help wondering what it would feel like to have him inside me like that, without the rubber barrier between us. But we were still kids, and kids who were trying to figure out how to survive away from home, at that. We couldn’t afford to have a baby. Maybe once we got married and things settled down a little more, I could get on birth control and we could throw the condoms out, but until then, as much as I wanted to make love to him without anything between us, I knew we had to be smart.

He pulled the pillow out of my hands and his mouth descended on mine. I could taste the musky, tangy flavor of my arousal on his lips and tongue, and even though it took a second to get used to, I loved knowing that he tasted that way because he’d been doing something for the sole purpose of giving me pleasure.

“That was…” he trailed off, kissing me again.

“Amazing,” I mumbled, feeling my cheeks heat.

“I could have kept doing that forever.” He grabbed the foil packet off the nightstand and tore it open. “The way you taste…feeling you fall apart under me…there’s nothing like it.”

That made me wonder whathetasted like. What would it feel like to have him in my mouth? To putallof my focus on him like he always did for me? I really wanted to find out.

But apparently tonight wasn’t the night for that, because he quickly rolled the latex down his shaft, then positioned himself at my entrance and buried himself to the hilt in one thrust, making all of the air leave my lungs. All I could do was hang on for the ride as he started to move with swift, deep strokes, bending my leg up slightly and tilting my hips upward so he could get deeper.

“God, Dar,” he groaned quietly. “I’ll never get enough of this.”

“I won’t either,” I panted, digging my fingers into his shoulders. “It just feels…right.”

“Because it is.” He kissed my neck. “There’s nothing more right than we are together.”

“I love you,” I whispered.

As his lips found mine again, his hand slid between us, starting to rub circles over the small bud that was begging for attention. I moaned softly into his mouth, and he pressed down harder and picked up his pace. Within seconds, I was straining up into him as I shattered into a million pieces, and he buried his face in my neck, groaning as he fell off the cliff with me.

Maybe my life was going to Hell in a handbasket, and maybe I was dragging Brendan along for the ride. But in moments like this, when it was just the two of us and the love that could move mountains, it was so easy to believe that somehow, everything would work out. Because as long as we had each other, we could get through anything.

Chapter 26

Brendan

Whispers in the Dark

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