Page 33 of Brick

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I feel the heat of my anger dissipate, replaced by something warmer, something softer. I want to be the man she sees, the one who can holdeverything together, but the weight of my decisions still gnaws at me.

“I’m doing everything I can, Luna,” I say, my voice low, almost a whisper. “As soon as everyone is ready, we’ll head to the railroad yard and check out that tip Dutch gave us. I promise.”

A smile breaks across her face, and it’s like the sun breaking through the clouds. “Thank you,” she says, stepping closer, her warmth radiating against me. And then, without warning, she leans in, pressing her lips to mine in a sweet kiss that sends a jolt of electricity straight through me.

As soon as our lips touch, the world around us fades away. That sweetness quickly transforms, the kiss deepening as desire ignites between us. She pulls me closer, and I can’t help but respond, my hands finding her waist, gripping her tightly as if I’m afraid she’ll slip away.

The kiss grows heated, hungry, and I feel a primal need surge through me. I want to possess her, to claim her in a way that leaves no doubt in her mind that she’s mine. My body reacts instinctively, the tension of the moment melting into an intense longing.

We break apart for a breath, and I look into her eyes, seeing the fire mirrored back at me. It’s maddening how one moment she can drive me insane with her questions, and the next, she ignites a craving deep within me. I’m caught in a whirlwind of emotions, confusion twisting in my gut. How can she make me feel both anger and desire so intensely?

Before I can think too much about it, I pull her back to me, kissing her again as we stumble toward the bed. The world outside fades into a distant echo, and all that matters is thismoment. I lay her down gently, my hands exploring the curves of her body, tracing along her sides, memorizing every inch.

Her breath hitches as I touch her, and I feel a rush of satisfaction at the effect I have on her. I want to lose myself in her, to bury my worries in the heat of our bodies, to forget about the chaos outside these walls. I kiss her neck, trailing my lips down to her collarbone, feeling her shiver beneath my touch.

“Luna,” I murmur against her skin, my voice low and husky. “You drive me crazy.”

“Crazy good or crazy bad?” she teases, her voice breathy and playful, but I can see the desire burning in her eyes.

“Both,” I admit, my hands gripping her tighter, the need to possess her overwhelming. “But right now, all I want is you.”

In this moment, nothing else matters. The world can wait. I’m lost in her, consumed by the heat of our connection, and I vow silently to protect her, to keep her safe from everything, even if it means battling my own demons.

Pushing everything aside, I grab hold of her shirt and try to lift it over her head. She doesn't fight back; she just lets me do what I want to her.

"Touch me, Brick. I need to feel you," she whispers, and I'm already lost.

I'm going to do more than touch her in a minute. In a minute, I'm going to claim her, and I don't even care if the whole club can hear me. I want to hear her screaming down the walls. I want to feel her clench around me until there's nothing left of her but my mark.

Both of us make quick work of getting the rest of our clothes off; suddenly, the desperation of being together is so intense I can barely catch my breath. Sweat dampens my hair as I lean forward and kiss down the center of her body. The first time we fucked, I had no time to do what I wanted to do. I was bursting at the seams before she even took her clothes off. This time, I force myself to take things slower, to really give this woman the loving she deserves and to show her just how much I own her.

"Brick?" She claws for me and tries to pull me back up her body.

I already know she's ready for me, but I've got something else on my mind.

Slowly, I spread her legs so her slick pussy is spread open for me.

"Look at me. Look at me while I take what's mine," I order her, and slowly she lifts her head up so her gaze connects with mine.

I keep my eyes open and slowly snake out my tongue, just letting the very tip of it slide against her clit.

"Oh..." she moans, and already her body shakes. I press a little deeper, swiping my tongue up and down her folds, grabbing hold of one of her wrists to keep her sitting up and her focus on me. Her wails get higher, and I watch her abs contract as I continue feasting on her.

Her eyes roll back, and I know she's seconds away from coming. I want every last drop of it. I want all of her. I grab hold of her other wrist and keep her body in the crunched-up position as I feel her opening begin to pulse, and she screams loud in release. I keep my eyes glued on her the entire time.

"Brick, oh god, please," she begs me. She's just come, but I know the pain that she's in. The pain of needing something else to relieve her.

I'm feeling the same ache.

My cock drips pre-cum, and as much as I want her to come on my face another ten times or more, I know I have to cut this short. I slowly kiss my way back up her midsection.

"You know you belong to me, right?" I question, my words mixed in with each peppered kiss.

"Yes," she answers.

"You're always going to be mine," I continue.

"Yes!" Luna yells.

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