Page 32 of Slow Burn
I twist her towards the single bed in the room, bending her over it. With a hard yank, I tear those scrubs down her legs Fuck. She's bare beneath, her thighs slick and her desire sweet and heavy in the air. I drop behind her, licking that sweetness up, suckling at her throbbing clit.
“Brynn, you taste so fucking good, honey. So sweet.” I lick at her, spreading her swollen lips with my tongue, sucking hard and long.
“Fuck. Levi!” Her hands fist the sterile sheets, her thighs trembling already.
“I love that fucking sound.” I growl, slapping her ass hard, my dick jerking when she moans.
I want to make her come on my tongue again, but I can't wait. I stand, lifting her left knee up on to the bed, spreading her open to me. I don't have a condom, but right then, I don't even want one. All I can think of us what we were just a part of. About having something like that with her.
“I'm fucking you raw, Brynn. I want to come inside you. Want to feel my cum fill you up. Tell me not to.” As much as I may want it, as clouded as my head is, I won't take the choice from her.
“Yes. Yes. Come inside me, baby.” That's it. I'm a goner.
I thrust once, so hard, so deep she cries out, burying her face into the mattress. I slap her ass again, warning her to be quiet. Grabbing hold of her hips, I start thrusting. Deep, hard thrusts that rock her body, move the entire bed and bury me inside her. I wrap one hand around her thick hair, tugging her head back, bending to take her mouth.
It’s hot and sweaty and noisy and absolutely crazy. All I can think of is coming. Making her come. Making her pregnant. Making this all stick. Keeping her for my queen. Being her king. My tongue is tangling with hers, my hips pumping as I pound into her, breathless and crazy.
“Don't care if it sticks tonight. It's going to stick. My queen. Going to give me princes and Princesses.” I just think of giving her children, giving her the fairytale I think she deserves.
“Fuck, Levi. Baby.” There it is; those words, and that sound she moans before she comes.
My pace picks up because I want to come with her. Want to share that with her. It’s almost savage how hard, how fast I pump my hips, but she takes it. My face is in her shoulder, my chest to her back, my mouth at her skin. My teeth sink in when I feel my orgasm start to build and then she starts to shudder, and we come together.
We collapse against the bed, breathless and sweaty. I don't move for a moment, feeling my dick jerk as I spill inside her. And, fuck, I like how that feels. Then, I panic.
I worry I was too rough, too absolutely fucking crazy. Threatening to get her pregnant? Calling her my queen like that? Asking for Princess and Princesses? What the fuck, Lev? Too much GOT, maybe. Brynn fills the quiet with giggles, her body trembling beneath mine.
“Shall I bend the knee?” I laugh too, expelling the breath I had been holding as I swat at her backside.
“Of course, you should. You do magic with that mouth, honey.” We laugh again and the weirdness is gone, just like that.
I fix her clothes, looking up at her as I bend to tug her pants back up. As I do, I quirk a brow, pointedly shoving my come inside her. Brynn moans, her eyes fluttering and I grin. Fuck, this woman. I dress again, shoving onto the bed and opening my arms. Brynn crawls into them, snuggling close as we come down from the impromptu love making.
After a few moments, I want to ask. What that look was that passed between her and Lola. Why she never let my hand go while Lola was in labor. Why she seemed as sad as I was about the parts we had missed with Amelia. Turns out, she seems to want to share.
“You want more kids, baby?” I nod before she finished the question, closing my arms around her.
“Mmm, yes, I do. Don't know that I knew that for sure before Amelia. I do now though. Is that what you want to ask?” Brynn pops up and the sadness in her eyes breaks my heart.
“Did...all that you just said....” She bows her head and I reach out, shoving her hair behind her ear and tipping her chin back up.
“I meant it. Fuck, Honey, the idea of you carrying my child. I want it, Brynn. I wanttonightfor us. This belly round with my son. Being there with you while you grow our child. I want it so fucking bad. I want everything with you.” Brynn looks away, her hair falling into her face.
“Why do you believe I could be a mother?” I cradle her jaw, turning glossy eyes back to mine.
“Oh honey. Because you are. Amelia is as much yours as she is mine. You are her mother, Brynn. You’ve been there from the moment I asked you to give us a chance. Every morning, every night, and in between; it's been you. You are Amelia’s mother. All she knows. She loves you so much...and I...” Just as I start to tell her I do too, she breaks my heart.
“I had a daughter...I wasn't very good at it the first time...” Brynn begins to sob, her entire body shaking on the bed.
“What...when? With...with who? Talk to me, baby. I need to know, Brynn. Every single part of you. Let's start here.” I plead, urging her to break down the last of her crumbling bricks and let me in.
“Prom night of my senior year. I was being as rebellious as Brynn Gold got. Because I had nothing left to lose. My grades were aces, I was valedictorian, I got into my first-choice college, and had my future waiting for me to step into it. Lola was...gone. Then my brother. There was nothing left of me by then. My parents considered both their children dead. Nothing left to lose,” I cradle her on the tiny bed, smoothing my fingers through her hair as she looked into her past “Like a fool, I said yes to the sleazy quarterback, wore the sluttiest dress possible, and let him take me to the hotel after two songs. Let him tell me it would be so much better without a condom. I wanted it. Wanted to give away the last part of me that I still had. Three months later when classes started, I realized how much I had given away. I aced everything back then; including getting pregnant on my first try.” Brynn let out a snort of a laugh. I just brought her closer, held her tighter.
“Did he...I mean, did he want to be a part of it?” Brynn shook her head and sniffled.
“No. Said it was impossible. He was too skilled, he said; pulled out like a pro. I didn't want him to be a part of it, to be honest. I didn't even know him. He was a means to an end. A pretty one, but still. I knew right away I didn't want to keep her. Not because I didn't want her. Or even because it was a stupid mistake. I loved Abbi the moment I knew she existed. I don't know how it's possible. But I know it is.” I knew exactly what she meant.
“I hated Isabel by the time she brought Amelia to me. The minute I looked at that Princess, I loved her. I don't care if she is mine or not. She'smine.” Brynn smiles and nods too.
