Page 27 of Strong Coffee

He groaned, pressing me harder up against the brick wall.

Our tongues danced, fighting for that control neither of us had. While I thought I had the upper hand, really, neither of us did.

“Tell me you want all of that,” Brady whispered against my lips.

“Yes.” I nipped and sucked at his tongue, needing him deeper inside of me. I wanted to drown in his pleasure and never come up for air. I could very well fall for this guy. But he had been hurt and his head was a mess over his issues with Shane.

“Stop thinking,” he growled, biting my bottom lip.

I shoved him away from me, my chest rising and falling. “We’re only fucking each other.”

Brady tilted his head, probably wondering what the hell I was getting at.

I gave my body a shake, trying to talk down my erection that was a result of his doing.

“What are you getting at, Cam?”

I took several deep breaths before answering his question. “You know exactly what I’m getting at. I don’t share. I’m possessive as fuck when it comes to you. I don’t give a shit if we only just started sleeping with each other.”

He grunted. “I don’t think we’ve done much sleeping.”

I chuckled. “Touché.”

“But...” His mouth pulled up into a slow grin. “I agree with you. No fucking anyone else.”

“Aww, baby. Are you wanting to go steady?”

Brady rolled his eyes. “Like you, I don’t share either.”

“Good. Now.” In two short strides, I had him back in my arms. “Let’s go back to my place before we get in trouble for doing something in public that’s against the law.”

Brady’s laughter echoed throughout the alley. It was a sound that I could get used to. I vowed right then and there that I would make him laugh as much as I could.

FIFTEEN

Brady

With his hands wrappedaround my throat, Cam thrust his hips up and down. In this position, he was deeper than ever. It felt like he was trying to rip me in half and put me back together at the same time. Precum leaked out of my dick, coating my hand and Camden’s stomach. I had already come twice and rubbed the sticky evidence into his skin.

“Fuck, baby.” He groaned, tightening his hold on my throat. “Come all over me.”

“Geezus.” I wasn’t new to dirty talk but with Camden, it was vile the things he said to me, and it only turned me on thatmuch more.

He chuckled, his dark eyes burning into mine. “Sit down,hard, as I push up.”

I did as I was told. His dick slipped deeper into my body, forcing a soft whimper to escape my lips.

“Yeah, just like that,” he groaned. “Fuck, Brady. You take that dick so well.”

“Kiss me,” I begged, needing his mouth on mine.

He sat up, moved his hand to the back of my neck, and crushed his mouth to mine. Our tongues danced, battling it out for that control neither of us had.

Camden wrapped his other arm around me, holding me tight as he damn near fucked the very soul from my being.

An hour later, both of us were spent and completely and utterly satisfied.

“Did you want a drink?” Cam asked, giving my shoulder a gentle nip.

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