Page 28 of Inevitable

CHAPTER TWELVE

Friday Evening

Brady had shed his wet swim trunks and stood before her in the middle of his bedroom. There was a wall of windows that faced the lake and the bright moonlight filled the room. “Can anyone see us?” Claire asked as she turned away from the windows.

“Would I let you stand there bare-ass naked if I thought anyone could see?”

“I don’t know. Maybe you’re into public sex and the idea of being seen turns you on.”

“For a person who claims to not have much experience, you sure know a lot of facts.”

“Research. There’s this thing called the internet and it’s got all kinds of information available.” When he started laughing, she relaxed. Which she desperately needed. Brady’s naked glory was a lot to take in. The man was all solid, cut muscle with his wide shoulders, defined chest, and ripped abs. Not to mention the very sexy, happy trail that led to the promised land. And what a promised land it was. It was intimidating pressing against his tight boxer briefs, but inviting at the same time. The fact that he’d put them on after he got out of his trunks was very sweet. He must’ve sensed that she needed a hot minute to get used to things, and for that she was grateful. “Speaking of facts…is it possible that your tab A is not going to fit in my slot B?”

“Nope.” He took a step in her direction and then slowly walked in a circle around her, his gaze raking over every inch. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Thank you, Brady.” Fidgeting, she tried not to feel embarrassed at his frank appraisal and purely masculine smile.

He took her hand and led her over to the chaise that sat directly in front of the window. “No bed?” she asked curiously.

“Later,” he replied as he sat down and pulled her onto his lap.

“Oh…okay.” She sat on his bare thighs, facing him, with her knees on either side of his hips. Taking a deep breath in, she rested her hand against the smattering of hair that covered his chest. Running her fingers through the coarse patch, she found herself wanting to run her mouth over his skin. What did he taste like?

“The first thing I want to do is see what you feel like,” he said. “I have a big learning curve ahead of me and I want to get started on understanding what makes you come…”

His warm, strong hands moved up her legs and she wondered what he was going to do. When his fingers moved closer to her center, she felt her clit throb. “Oh.”

His hot gaze slid down her body and he grinned. “See, I’m learning something already…you seem to like my touch.”

“Uh-huh,” she muttered as he pressed his thumbs firmly against her sex.

“Yeah, definitely like my touch. You just soaked my finger.”

She grabbed onto his shoulders and dug her nails in as a moan escaped. His fingers slid along her slit and back up to the bundle of nerves and all she could think of was…more. She arched against his skillful fingers as her body chased some unknown sensation. He slowly moved his finger back and forth. “I think you’re teasing me.”

“Yeah, I might be. Is there something you want, darlin’…something you need?”

“Oh, God, Brady. Make me come.”

“All you had to do was ask.”

Before she realized what he was doing, he clamped his hands around her waist and tipped her backward so that her entire upper body was available. She was completely open to him as he draped her legs over his. His big hand pushed them apart and his mouth descended on the inside of her thigh. God, the feel of his wet mouth was so erotic. It sent shockwaves, sending her mind spinning. “Brady.”

“You said you wanted to come.”

She lifted her head, saw his sexy smirk, and flopped back down. Waving her hand around, she laughed. “Ruin me, devour me, leave nothing but my bones. Do what you must.” His laughter broke the tension that was coiling over her limbs as she laughed along with him.

“Guess I got my marching orders.” He lifted her legs over his shoulders and licked his lips. “I’ve been dreamin’ of eating your sweet pussy and it’s hard to believe I finally get to.” He lowered his head and his mouth was on her in an instant.

The open, greedy kiss made her cry out with pleasure. The feeling was so intense, her back arched. “Sweet Lord, that’s amazing.” His tongue stroked along her cleft and swirled around her clit, once, twice, and then finally he caught the bud between his lips and sucked hard. Moaning loudly, she drove her hands into his short hair.

One hand held her thighs open, the other snaked up her body, and he lightly pinched her nipple. It was like a direct line to her pulsing clit and her body shuddered. God, he was torturing her with pleasure. The lashing of his tongue across her nerve-laden folds was bliss and a perfect counterpoint to the scrape of his nails across her tender nipple. The term “hurts so good” suddenly made sense for the first time in her life.

Just when she thought she was going to explode, he incited her higher, keeping her just on the precipice of release. “Please,” she moaned.

He doubled his efforts. His mouth and tongue slid over her folds, he pushed two fingers deep inside her, and she blessedly flew apart. The orgasm that crashed through her body was so intense that stars burst across her vision and she fell into sweet oblivion.

Lying in the moonlight, she felt drunk and wonderfully sated. Her heart was hammering against her chest and her mind was blissfully blank. When she managed to open an eye, she saw Brady standing before her, completely naked. Gloriously, magnificently naked. Her eyes grazed over his impressive erection as he covered it in a condom. When he gave her a satisfied wink, she figured he’d earned it. “Do other people know about this?”

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