Page 38 of Dangerous Allure

Braxton

“Please don’t take this the wrong way, Lil Mama, but I’mma need you to strip.” I chuckle, stepping into the bathroom with her behind me. Her eyes go wide but quickly soften, knowing I’m not being a dick about it. Turning on the shower, I push the lever to the hottest it can go, noticing her little shivers. She must be in shock after the events that just transpired. Presley doesn’t take me as a girl who has killed before, let alone has ever witnessed it.

I turn back towards her as she stands in front of the mirror, completely zoned in on her reflection. Stepping behind her, I grip the hem of her shirt as her eyes connect with mine through the glass. “Lift your arms.” I command. She doesn’t take her eyes off of mine as she raises them above her head. I peel the thin stained fabric from her body and toss it into the wastebasket.

Running my fingers down her arms to her hips, I reach around her stomach and undo the button of her tight jeans, pulling them over her ass and down her legs, placing my lips against her cold bare ass cheek. She visibly shivers as I take each leg out of her pants and toss the bloodied clothes into the basket.

Standing, I unclasp her black bra, pushing the straps off her shoulders, letting it fall into the sink. Her breathing hitches as I slide my hands up her waist, cupping her perfect tits, letting my thumb graze the hardened peaks. She shutters, taking a deep breath. “Beautiful,” I whisper as steam fills the small space. Letting go of one of her tits, I run my fingers down her torso, never breaking eye contact as I sink my fingers deep into her black thong, finding and rubbing her clit. She moans, leaning back against my chest as I run my nose along her neck. “Does this feel good, Lil Mama?” I ask softly as she pants. Circling my fingers a little faster on her needy clit, they quickly become drenched in her arousal.

“Please don’t stop.” She begs, pressing her ass against my hard cock. Running my tongue up her neck, I flick her ear and clit simultaneously, making her whimper.

“I love the sounds you make, Lil Mama. I wonder what you sound like wrapped around my cock.” I growl, sinking two fingers inside her tight cunt. She tightens around me, never looking away from my eyes as they roll and shutter.

“Please,” she begs as I continue to flick her ear, nipples and clit. Goosebumps litter her skin as she slowly rolls her hips.

“Please what?” I groan, wanting to fucking taste her, feel her wrapped around me. I want to see it all.

“Take me Brax.” She whispers, and my resolve snaps as I let go of her tit to undo my jeans to take my cock out.

“Bend over, baby. Hold on to the sink and do not take those gorgeous eyes off me. If you do, you don’t cum.” I command as I remove my fingers from her cunt, bringing them to my mouth,sucking them clean. I groan, gripping my cock with my other hand, giving the tip a squeeze and rubbing it against her ass.

“So fucking juicy, Lil Mama.” I moan, sliding the little string to the side and spreading her cheeks.

“Remember what I said.” I warn, and she nods as I line my cock up with her tight entrance and slowly, inch by fucking inch, I sink into her, watching as her eyes flutter and mouth open in an O as I stretch her out.

“Fuck Brax, I feel so full.” She whimpers and I grin, biting my bottom lip as I pull all the way out, only to slam back in. She tightens around me as I grip her hips and fuck her tight cunt hard and fast. Snapping my hips against her, I reach around and flick her clit.

“I can feel you’re close, baby. Do I make you feel good?” I moan, slowing down my pace.

“So fucking good, Brax. I want to cum so fucking bad.” She whines as I milk her walls, so fucking slowly. Flicking her clit rapidly, she tightens around me.

“F-fuck. I’m- I’m.” She stammers as warm liquid coats my length. She screams her release, letting go of the sink, grabbing her own tits and tweaking her nipples as I pick up my pace, wanting her to cum again.

“Brax, I can't, I'm too sensitive.” She whines, trying to wiggle away, but I bite down on her shoulder and roll my hips, pinching her clit as my balls tighten.

“Fuck, shit, fuck.” She screams as she cums all over my cock once more.

“Fuck yes, Lil Mama. I can feel you leaking down my legs. I fucking love it.” I growl, slamming into her brutally as I coat her walls with my cum. I pump a few more times, giving her every last drop.

“Such a good girl. Now, let's get you cleaned up and into bed.” I order, pulling out of her gently and placing her in the shower.As I wash her hair and body, I can’t help but want to do that again, but in my bed. She deserves more than getting fucked in the bathroom against the sink, but she needed me; she needed a distraction. I could never say no to her, but I want to worship her and show her how much she means to me. How a man who cares for a woman should truly be treated– like a queen.

After getting us clean, I wrap her in a towel and carry her across the hall to my bedroom. Placing her in the bed, I pull the covers up and tuck her in.

“I’ll be back in a bit. I’m going to go help my brothers. You are to close your eyes and get some rest.” I order and she nods as I place a kiss on her forehead, but she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her lips, kissing me. I reluctantly pull away before I get wrapped up in her and never leave this fucking room again.

“Get some sleep.” I whisper.

“Thank you Brax. Thank you.” She breathes, making me smile. I don’t reply. I quickly dress in all black and head downstairs to see what the fuck we are going to do about the dead bitch in our kitchen.

Hours later, we are in the van heading to Patrick's Pig Farm to dispose the body.

“You all realize how fucked this is, right?” Harley chastises. Caspian goes to speak, but Harley pins him with a look. “You just had to give her the knife, right? Do you know what’s about to rain down on us? How am I supposed to play this? I was supposed to get out of the fucking contract with her parents first before I broke up with her. Why do you all think I stayed? Not out of love. It was a fucking contract, that I found a loophole out of! But now? Now I have to play the worried boyfriend because she’s missing. What the fuck?” He yells, completely spiraling.

“So it’s okay that she was touching our brother? Forcing him to do things he doesn’t want to do? Fuck you Harley. She’s lucky he was too afraid to kill her himself.” Caspian replies. They continue to argue and Rick elbows me. Looking over at him, I raise a brow.

“How was she?” He asks and I laugh, knowing exactly what to say to rile him up.

“Nice and tight.” I reply and he growls, throwing his hands up.

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