Page 114 of Ever With Me

“Please what?” He gave her a wicked grin as he slid his fingertip into the wetness between her legs.

He made a slow figure-eight around her clit and she jolted against his touch, her clit throbbing with pleasure.

“Youarewet, baby. So fucking wet it makes me want to take you right here.”

“I want you to,” she said, groaning as his fingertips went deeper. He slid one finger inside her and her eyes closed with the heady pleasure, her head dropping back.

She’d never had foreplay like this . . . or had a man talk to her like this. A gulf clearly existed between his level of experience and her own, but he didn’t treat her that way, either.

“Tell me what you would do.” He licked his lips, his voice like silk. “If my cock was stroking that wet pussy, baby. You want me bare? I want to feel every inch of you, coat that pussy with my cum.”

Bare?

That was just as dangerous as he was.

But it also showed something deeper, too.

Trust.

That he didn’t just want her for a night. He wasn’t just opening a path for them, he was telling her he wanted this to turn intosomething.

“God, Brooks . . . that feels so . . .” Her words drowned as he slid another finger inside her. “Is it safe?”

“I wouldn’t offer if it wasn’t. What about for you?”

She nodded. “Yeah.” She’d gone to the doctor after her breakup. That he’d asked was undeniably hot, too, in a way she couldn’t quite explain.

“Good.”

Her cheeks flooded with heat, her lips still wet from his kisses as she moaned, breathing harder as he slipped his fingers against her wetness, curling them against that tender spot past her entrance that throbbed to his touch.

The man knew where to touch her with a skill that made her want to cry.

Waves of pleasure came over her as he stroked her, drawing back to make circles around her clit, every inch of her feeling consumed by his touch.

He’s so fucking good with his hands.

Raw, intense arousal built within her and her hips pressed against him. “Brooks,” she managed. “I need you. Bare. Inside me. Now. I want to come with you.”

He lifted her, wrapping her legs around his waist. Carrying her as though it took no effort, he made his way toward the back door to his room.

The room was lit by the faint glow of a gas fireplace and he set her on the bed, laying her back, gently. Without taking his eyes off her, he pulled her skirt and panties off. She slid her feet onto the bed, her feet cold from having been outside, and focused her gaze on him.

Brooks pulled his shirt off, the taut muscles of his body rippling as he did.My God, he’s gorgeous.The deep tan, the chiseled muscle, the tattoo sleeves . . . was it really possible that a man this insanely hot wanted her?

Then he kicked off his shoes, as his fingers unbuttoned his jeans. He stepped out of them, then the black boxer briefs he wore under them.

The man was fucking hung.

Her eyes widened as he set one knee on the bed, parting her knees. “You’re so huge,” she said, her stomach lurching as he drew closer.

Brooks smiled, returning his thumb to her clit, where he made a slow figure-eight. “You want me, Madison?”

“Please.”

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said, pushing the head of his cock inside her. She gasped at the feel of him, a feral moan building as he inched forward.

“God, you’re so fucking tight, Madison. Never gone bare before. Feels fucking amazing.”

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