Page 106 of Love Resurrected
“I am. You?”
“Yup.” He kisses me again, this time lightly, then takes my hand and leads me to the truck.
As we’re heading down the hill, he turns to me and says, “Hey, you got that I meant we’re going to fuck each other’s brains out tonight, right?”
“Loud and clear.”
He smiles. “Good.” It transforms his face, from handsome to straight up beautiful to look at.
“Yeah.” I can’t help but smile back.
* * *
The recruitment fair is a huge success. We get forty decent candidates between the two agencies, and both the police and fire chiefs are happy. We get to meet Nessa’s male companion and the four of us grab a quick bite to eat together after the fair. The more time I spend with Nessa, the more I like her. And I feel she is instrumental in changing Brad’s tune with getting involved again, for which I am eternally grateful. More so, when we finally make it back to my house over twelve hours later.
I’m exhausted and amped at the same time.
I grab us both a bottled water from the fridge and bring it into the living room, where he stands looking out over the city lights, similar to what I often do at night.
I move to put my arms around him from behind. He turns in my embrace to face me, then leans in and gives me a small kiss.
“Hi,” he says.
“Hey.”
Our mouths meet, and suddenly I’m desperate to feel him. I push his ball cap off his head and it falls to the floor, then I push his t-shirt up, licking and biting my way along his abs up to his nipples. He pulls my face to his and takes my mouth in a kiss that is nothing like the others. This kiss is more like two weeks of pent-up sexual energy pouring out from his lips to mine.
He uses his good hand to try to pull my t-shirt off, so I move to help him. Standing before him in just my bra and jeans. Thank god I’d put on a pretty bra—this one is a dark purple and black, with matching panties. It’s one of my favorites.
He runs his hand up my bare belly and cups my breast.
“I almost forgot how exquisite you are.” He pulls one bra cup down to release my breast, and laves the nipple with his tongue, biting lightly.
“Oh, Brad,” I moan.
He reaches behind me and unsnaps my bra. It falls to the ground beside my t-shirt, then he reaches behind him to pull his own off. I push against him, wanting to feel nipples to skin. He takes my hand and leads me to my bedroom. My heart beats fast and my breath becomes shallow. All I can think about is having this man inside me once again.
He pushes me back onto my bed.
Maybe he feels the same about being inside me.
I smile and push back until I’m closer to the headboard, with most of my pillows bunched up behind me. Brad pulls me back down by my ankles until I’m prone. My jeans come off next, followed quickly by my soaked through panties. He brings them to his nose and inhales deeply.
“Fuck, I love the way you smell.”
That does it. I’m practically panting, waiting to see what he will do next.
He moves his lips down my chest, nipping and kissing as he goes. I thrust my breasts forward, trying to get him to take more into his mouth, but he just keeps teasing.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please what?” he asks. “This one first?” He moves his lips to take my breast into his mouth.
“Oh, yes.” His touch is warm and wet as he suckles, each pull from his lips reaching down through the center of my body, building toward release. My body so starved for his touch, I’m going to orgasm without him even going near my pussy.
“Oh, god, Brad,” I say as it rushes over me. Wave after wave of euphoria. Stars explode behind my eyes as my body spasms uncontrollably. My arms and legs find purchase around his neck and hips as I pull him against me to ride it out.
Ohmigod. Ohmigod. Ohmigod.
