Page 42 of Brood
Wearing just his white underwear, he takes a few steps closer to me, giving his hips two little pumps in time with the music. He’s already half-erect beneath the thin white fabric.
I’m laughing and staring and gaping at the same time. I’ve never seen him like this before, and I love it.
“What is that?” I ask through my bubbling hilarity.
“I saw it a pre-War movie a long time ago.”
“What movie?”
“A forbidden one. I was a teenager and wasn’t supposed to be watching it, but it was going around.” He’s not laughing out loud, but I see it in his eyes. “It’s supposed to be seductive, but it’s making you laugh, so I must not be doing it right.”
“You’re definitely doing it right.” I stand and start unbuttoning my shirt the way he did. When I’ve got it off, I swing it in circles and try to toss it toward his clothes on the floor.
It doesn’t even get close.
When I turn back with my mouth shaped like an O, Will is shaking with suppressed amusement.
“I can do it.” I slide my pants down and lift them with one foot the way he did. Grabbing them, I wind up and throw them more purposefully.
This time they land just beside his clothes.
It’s close enough. I raise my arms and hop a few times in victory. Then I try to roll my hips the way he did, matching the rhythm of the music.
He’s gazing down at me, not far away now. And on his face is an expression I’ve caught only brief glimpses of before. It’s still amused, but it’s also warm and soft and deep and strong.
All of it focused onme.
My breath catches in my throat. “I did it,” I whisper. I’m still wearing my panties and camisole, but I feel naked. Deliciously naked.
“You did.” He takes another step toward me. He gently brushes hair that’s come loose from my braid back behind my ears.
I smile up at him. “Can we have sex now?”
He chuckles again. Reaches around to find the elastic tie in my hair and slide it off so he can unbraid my hair. “We can. But first…”
“First what?”
He holds my face with one of his big hands. Then tilts his head toward mine until he can reach my mouth.
He kisses me.
It’s the very first time.
The kiss is no more than a gentle brush of his lips on mine, but it sends shivers of pleasure all through me. I’m panting when he straightens, searching my face for a reaction.
My response is dramatic. I wind my arms around his neck and pull him back down so I can kiss him again, this time deeper and more enthusiastically.
It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. The sensations overwhelm me, and they’re not only physical. My heart throbs. Like it’s pulling toward Will through the connection of our mouths. Soon, he’s even using his tongue, licking inside my mouth in a way that really gets me going. My pussy aches, and when I feel the shape of his cock pressing against me, it aches even more.
“Will,” I finally mumble, “I really want to have sex now.”
“We’re going to have sex.” He’s smiling as he pulls out of the kiss. His eyes move from my face and down my body with a heated entitlement. “I’m going to fuck you real good. Right now.”
I’m so excited, I start toward the bedroom, but he grabs me before I can get very far. I squeal in delighted surprise as he swings me up until he’s carrying me cradled in his arms.
“What are you doing?” I ask, almost strangling on an intense mingling of laughter and arousal. “Is this something else from your forbidden movies?”
“Exactly that.” He bounces me slightly to readjust my position. Then leans down to give me another quick kiss. “Don’t tell anyone.”
