He didn’t let me tell him what the final thing I’d said to him was before he captured my lips with his, pulling me over to straddle his legs as he coaxed my mouth open with his tongue.
“I meant it, beautiful. I’m never letting you go,” he said quietly, his lips still touching mine.
“So did I,” I told him, bringing my mouth back to his, needing another kiss like I needed oxygen.
When I felt his stiffening cock pressing against my core, I whimpered as I started to rock over it. A soft growl rumbled in his chest as he moved his hands to my hips, encouraging my motions. Despite the slight soreness between my legs, I couldn’t help myself. I lost myself in the sensations coursing through me, in the heat and passion I felt flowing through my veins.
“You wanna know what the last thing I said to you was?” I whispered against his lips, continuing to grind myself against his dick.
“What?” he breathed as he dragged his teeth over my neck, making a shiver race through my whole body.
Instead of telling him right away, I stood up, unbuttoned his jeans, and dragged down the zipper. Braden helped me tug them down, letting his dick spring free from its confines. Moving back to his lap, I positioned him at my entrance and slowly sank down, groaning a little as I felt him fill me almost to the point of overflowing.
“Fuck, Dani,” he mumbled. “I’ll never get enough of you.”
“Me either,” I whimpered as I started to slowly rock back and forth, adjusting to this new, more intense angle. “Oh, God. I feel so full.”
“Take your time, beautiful,” he whispered as he slid his shirt up my sides and pulled it over my head, then started gentlypushing up into me, matching my rhythm. “Let yourself adjust. It’s okay.”
“Oh, fuck,” I muttered as I sped up my movements just a little, then moved my lips to his ear. “I told you to fuck me. That was the last thing I said. Síngame, B.”
Groaning, Braden dipped his head down to tug a nipple into his mouth, pinching the other one between his thumb and forefinger. With a moan, I used his shoulders for leverage as I lifted myself up and then sank back down onto him, feeling him hit spots inside me I’d never even known existed. After a few minutes, I couldn’t take not having his mouth on mine anymore, and I pulled his head up from my chest and crashed my lips to his as I sped up my movements.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Take what you need,” he encouraged me as he pulled back to look at me. “Fuck, look at you. I’ve never seen anything so damn gorgeous.”
He glanced down between us, then gently caressed my neck and tilted my head downward.
“Look, beautiful. Look how fucking perfectly we fit together.”
I obeyed, casting my gaze to where we were joined together. Andfuck. Seeing his dick disappearing inside me, slick with my arousal, as I alternated between raising up and down and gliding back and forth over him, made my core clench. There was something so hot, yet so incredibly intimate at the same time, about watching the way our bodies moved together in perfect harmony.
“Shit, Dani,” he rasped as he put his thumb on my clit, rubbing tight circles over it. “You like that, sweetheart? You like seeing how well you’re taking me?”
“Fuck yes,” I whimpered as I pressed myself as far down on him as I could, grinding my clit against him. “God, I’m so close.”
“You’re. So. Fucking. Tight,” he growled as he held my hips still and started to pump himself up into me harder. “Touch yourself for me, beautiful.”
I obeyed, sliding my hand between us and starting to rub frantic circles over my clit, biting my lip to keep from screaming at the top of my lungs as my entire body seemed to burst into flames. My other hand went to my breast, my thumb flicking over my nipple as I watched his cock move in and out of me, bottoming out with each thrust.
“Good girl,” he praised me with a groan. “Keep rubbing that clit. Make yourself come.”
“So. Close,” I panted as I pressed down harder against my sensitive bud, still not looking away from where we were joined together.
Within less than a minute, I exploded over him, my vision going white as wave after wave of sheer bliss and euphoria washed over me. I didn’t even realize that I’d taken him over the edge with me until he pulled me back into his arms, kissing the side of my head as he gasped for breath.
“Holy shit,” I mumbled breathlessly. “I think I need to talk dirty to you in Spanish all the time. Or whisper sweet nothings, since apparently that gets the same response.”
Braden laughed and pushed me back just far enough so he could look me in the eyes. “I won’t complain. But let me make one thing clear. I willneverfuck you, Dani. No matter how hard or dirty it is, every time I’m inside you, every time my mouth is on that perfect pussy, it’s making love. You hear me?”
I smiled and nodded as I pressed my lips to his. “Good, because I’m not built to fuck. Not really. I just like what it does to you when I say it in Spanish.”
“And I fucking love hearing it, so don’t get any ideas about stopping,” he chuckled as he gently lifted me off his lap, stood up, and held his hand out to me. “Now, come on. We’re going toget into the shower, I’m going to take care of the woman of my dreams and get her cleaned up, and then maybe we can get a couple hours of sleep before our little man wakes us up.”
Taking his hand, I let him help me to my feet, then slid my arms around him, resting my head on his chest and smiling against his skin when I felt him comb his fingers through my hair and kiss the top of my head.
“I like that plan,” I sighed contentedly.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX