Page 70 of There Are No Words

In that demanding tone of his that only made me more feral, he instructed, “Eyes on me.”

I couldn’t respond, only thrashed my head from one side to another.

With each thrash, Brady slapped my nipple, and a wave of desire shot through my body.

“Deep breaths, Allegra,” he coaxed, his voice gentler as he spoke against me, his tongue still working me.

This was so not the time to think about breathing techniques. “I’m close.” I barely got the words out, my voice strained as I spoke.

Forget close.

I was right there.

Right.

There.

The pleasure was more intense than I could have ever imagined.

“You’re doing so well, holding out for as long as possible. You can let go now, Allegra. Let go so I can watch your desire drip down your legs and mess up this bed.”

That was it.

That was all it took to send me straight into oblivion.

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Brady

Allegra had been right. It didn’t take much for her to orgasm, and I loved every second of it.

I loved watching her eyes roll back in her head.

I loved watching her arousal seep onto her inner thighs and drip down.

I loved watching her look at me through heavy lids, knowing I was nowhere near close to done with her.

This was all I’d fucking wanted for so long. I was a man starved from not being with the woman of my dreams, and I intended on being a full and satisfied man by morning.

I dipped one of my fingers in her arousal and brought it to my lips, licking her off me. “Fuck, Allegra. Do you know how badly I’ve been wanting to taste you?”

She licked her lips, and I dipped my finger into her again, this time bringing it to her lips. “Open that beautiful mouth of yours so I can show you what you taste like when you let go.”

She parted her lips, and I thrust my finger in, letting out a low groan as I watched her lick every last fucking drop offmy finger. With a pop, she released my finger from her mouth. “Sweet,” she commented.

“So fucking sweet,” I agreed, bending down to get another taste. I brought my mouth to hers and pushed through her lips, driving my tongue deep inside and tangling it with hers so that I could taste her again. A moan sounded in her throat, and my cock twitched. “We’re dynamite together.”

“Now do I get your cock?” she asked, her eyes darkened with desire.

I grabbed her jaw and made sure she was focused intently on my eyes and only my eyes. Her gaze kept trailing down to my cock, and I wanted her to look directly at me as I said this—“You have a one-track mind, you know that?”

When she only nodded, I asked, “Do you think you deserve my cock?”

“I’m having your baby, Brady. I think that makes me deserving, yes. And I don’t know about you, but I’d say I made a pretty nice mess down there.”

“You’re not wrong.” I bit back a cocky grin. “And I have to say, it turns me on seeing you full with my baby. Who’s to say I won’t want you to carry another one of my babies after this one?” She’d thought I had been kidding about that the first time I’d said it, but I’d been dead serious.

She raked her bottom lip with her teeth, her throat bobbing with anticipation. “I’ll do it, but you have to fill me up for that to happen.” I watched as she rubbed her lips together, her hands moving to my hips, and I knew she was serious.

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