Page 58 of Brand
“I love you. Yes. And I don’t know when it happened or how, but all I know is that I feel so lost without you. Everything is dull and I hate it,” I admitted and suddenly the boulder that had been sitting on my chest the last few days lifted. I felt lighter. Free.
Everything was right.
His chocolate brown eyes.
His mauve-pink lips.
His sun-kissed tan skin against my pale flesh tone.
The moment I was in his arms, the world came alive with color again and I knew I’d never be able to let that go. I couldn’t lethimgo.
His lips met mine and as my eyes drifted shut, I saw them all. Poppy red. Canary yellow. Tangerine orange.
Prussian blue.
Orchid purple.
All of them bursting in my head like paintballs being fired at clean, white paper.
“Don’t ever do that to me again,” he breathed out as he broke away from my lips. I whimpered at the loss, but then he was kissing and nibbling my neck and I was lost in the haze of lust. “Trust in me. Tell me everything and believe that I will do everything to take care of you. Nothing gets between us as long as we don’t allow it to.”
Well, dagnabit, this man had all the perfect words. Why couldn’t I have made it that simple days ago?
“Bedroom,” I panted out. “Last one on the left. Now.”
Then he was lifting me up again and following my demands without any hesitation. How he managed to get into the room I’d been staying in and kiss me was beyond my comprehension right then. But as my back hit the mattress, I found that I didn’t care.
We tore at each other’s clothes until we were both naked. His body covered mine, this silver chain he wore around his neck ghosting over my breasts and causing a shiver to wrack my body.
His lips trailed down my body, pausing briefly to lavish each nipple. Before I could process what was going on, his velvet tongue was doing a slow pass over my pussy and making circles around my clit.
“Oh, God!” I cried out as my hand clamped down on his hair.
He did nothing short of devour me. Sucking, licking, nibbling. It was all too much and not enough at the same time. I was soaked and I only imagined that his face had to be dripping with my juices. That thought alone pushed me closer to the edge. Then he slipped two long, thick fingers inside of me and as he curled them, I flew off the cliff.
“Brand, don’t…please, don’t stop. Yes.” My words came out a panted, jumbled mess as I lost all control of my body. My hips rocked and my grip tightened in his hair like I was trapping him right where he was.
His name ripped from my throat as I came. I should have felt embarrassed but after an orgasm like that from a man like him, there simply was no thinking at all.
His lips worked their way up my body and when he was close enough, I grabbed his face and kissed the hell out of his lips. Tasting myself on him was both exhilarating and erotic. I wanted to have that experience every single day.
“Inside me now,” I demanded as my hand tried to force itself between our bodies to put him right where I needed him.
“Cami, wait, shit, fuck.” He pushed his hips tighter into mine, making sure that there was no way for me to touch him. His hard cock slipped over my already sensitive clit, making a whimper escape past my lips. “Condom, beautiful, I need one. And, shit, I don’t have one on me.”
No!
I screamed in my head.
“Clean. Pill. You?” My words came out choppy and I hoped they made sense. I trusted him and so I would take his word whatever his answer was.
“Yes. Are you sure?”
“Yes. God, yes!” I answered looking into his eyes as my body rocked against his hardness.
That was all we needed to say about it. I kissed him and with all my might, jerked my body in an attempt to get him to roll over. I was no match for his strength, but luckily he got the hint and his arms wrapped around me, taking me with him as his back hit the mattress.
My hands planted firmly on his hard chest as I pushed up so I was straddling his amazing body. I wasted no time wrapping my hand around the base of this thick cock, lining him up just where we both needed, and sinking down onto him.
