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Damn.
Adorable.
“That was fun,” she said, voice full of excitement, as we rolled to a stop. “Can we do it again?”
And so we did, three more times. Then we all packed it up and headed back to the compound.
She was still riding high on adrenaline when we burst through the door to my room.
My hands were in her hair, her lips were against mine and her fingers fumbled to release my belt. I barely had time to kick the door closed behind us before she was ripping the thing free of the loops and tossing it across the room without a care. Then she was working the buttons of my fly. Like she couldn’t wait another second to touch me, her hand slipped into my boxers and stroked over my stiff cock.
I was rock hard and waiting. I couldn’t help it. It seemed like I was that way constantly when she was near me. And it wasn’t her perfect lips, or her cute little ass, or even the sexy noises she made when she ate, although those were all amazing too. It was the fact that when she looked at me she bared her soul to me, and only me, every fucking time.
A hiss escaped me as she gripped my throbbing cock and did one slow pull, her thumb swiping over my leaking tip. Her teeth lightly raked over my bottom lip as she snagged it and pulled away from my kiss.
“I need you, now,” she said as she looked up at me, her eyes shining with a burning intensity that told me she couldn’t wait another second.
Hell, I was right there with her.
But I was determined to take my time and draw this out for the both of us. Sure my lower half was screaming at me in protest, but I didn’t care.
I stripped her down, my hands ghosting over her creamy skin, loving the way my simple touch would make her skin prickle.
“Brand,” she moaned, her head falling back as I kissed my way up the column of her neck. “I need to feel you, please.”
Her fingers slid under my shirt and in the blink of an eye, I was rid of my cut and shirt. I pulled her close, her tight, stiff nipples brushed against my bare chest and now it was my turn to feel the shiver humming throughmyskin.
My hands firmly palmed her butt and I hauled her up and carried her to the bed with lightning steps. I gently laid her out, her hair fanning above her head so perfectly. Her chest arching up, her knees falling away on one another. She was raw and open for me. Only for me. Never had I seen something that beautiful in my entire life.
She trapped her bottom lip In between her teeth and her hooded eyes peered directly into mine.
And.
I.
Was.
Done.
I didn’t care if I ever left this room again. I didn’t care if the world was burning around us. I didn’t care about anything but this woman and this moment right here.
This was forever. I knew that in my heart and in my soul.
It was time she knew that too. And I was about to show her exactly that and yes, I had every intention of ruining her for anyone else. If she didn’t know if before tonight, she would when I was done with her.
She was mine.
I was hers.
This was only the beginning of us.
My fingers ghosted up her thighs, as my head ducked down. That first swipe of my tongue was always the best. The remembrance of her taste. The milk and honey slapping my taste buds alive. It was something I’d never get enough of.
She moaned as her fingers tangled in my hair. She was wet and needy and I didn’t hesitate to lap her juiciness up. Her body jerked, her hips rolling against my mouth as I sucked and licked her swollen clit. Her breaths came out heavier and faster.
And then I backed off, pulling my mouth away, releasing the pressure I’d had around her clit.
There was a whimper-whine hybrid that ripped from deep inside of her and I tried my best to hide my amusement. As her body started to sink back into the mattress with a rigid sort of tension, I went full force again. Diving in there and really working her clit with my tongue. I sunk two fingers into her slick heat and her grip tightened on my hair as she panted out my name over and over again.
