Page 35 of Do Me
Londyn:Working for another hour or so. What did you have in mind?
Braxton:I could stop by your place in a couple of hours and bring dinner. Just let me know what you want.
She typed back that she wanted something light like a shrimp Caesar salad. Her thumb hovered over the Send button as a wicked thought came to her. Smiling, she deleted the message, did a Google search, found the image she wanted and downloaded it. She opened the text message box:This is what I want.She attached the photo of Prince’s symbol with the words “Do Me, Baby” on it and hit Send.
Londyn giggled and resumed typing. Ten minutes later, her phone rang. “Hey, handsome.”
“Come open the door, baby,” Braxton said.
She sat up straight. “You’re here?” Even as she asked, she grabbed her keys and hurried out front to let him in.
“Where else would I be after you sent me a message like that?”
She locked the door behind him. Something in his expression gave her pause. He hadn’t cracked a smile and his breathing was labored.
“Are you here alone?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” He swept her in his arms, strode down the hall to her office and kicked the door closed. He placed her on her feet. Reaching around her, he turned the lock.
Londyn, with her back against the door, looked up at him. “What are you doing?”
His hand skimmed up her bare thigh beneath her dress. “Giving you exactly what you asked for.”
A feral grin curved his lips when he knew she realized what he had in mind. He didn’t give her a chance to reply. His mouth came down on hers…hard. His tongue swirled around hers in a kiss so devastatingly erotic it left her gasping for breath and pulsing everywhere. She nearly came right then. She moaned at the feeling of his hard body pressed against hers. Londyn ran her hands up his strong arms and over his muscular chest.
Braxton dropped to his knees, still holding her dress and slid his tongue from her inner thigh to her core, then dragged her panties down and off. “I broke every speed limit to get to you,” he said, his voice hoarse with need.
Any coherent thought she might have had left her mind and she couldn’t answer him if her life depended on it. Londyn cried out when his mouth clamped down on her core. The hot stroke of his tongue over her clit sent jolts of pleasure coursing through her body and she trembled. He stroked her deeper and feasted like a man indulging in his favorite treat. She moaned and gripped his head to keep him in place as her hips rocked against his mouth. “Braxton,” she said, gasping for breath. Her thighs involuntarily locked around his head, but he held them apart, bringing her to a blinding orgasm that had her shaking uncontrollably and screaming his name.
Braxton rose to his feet, dropped his pants and rolled a condom over his thick erection. He grasped her buttocks and lifted her in his arms. Bracing her against the door, he entered her with one long thrust.
She closed her eyes as she reveled in the sensation of him inside her. He didn’t move for several seconds and she opened her eyes.
He leaned his forehead against hers. “I love you, Londyn.”
Her heart pounded faster and harder. “What did you say?” she whispered, not believing she’d heard him correctly.
“I said I love you.”
“I love you, too.” As if that was what he’d been waiting for, he began moving, plunging deep and retreating in a slow, erotic cadence that sent heat spiraling through her. She moaned. His thrusts came faster and faster and their passionate cries bounced off the walls. Londyn gripped his shoulders. Each well-placed thrust went deeper and deeper, and touched a part of her that no man had ever reached. Then she was crying and coming in a dizzying explosion of pleasure.
Braxton withdrew and carried her over to her desk. He placed her on her feet and turned her around, then unzipped her dress and removed it, leaving her clad in just her purple lace bra. “Now, I’m going to do you from behind.”
She braced her hands on the desk as he surged back inside. Londyn screamed his name again. He leaned down and rained kisses along her spine.
I’m going to work your body in every way and give you everything you want,” he said in a heated rush.
His words and the scorching heat of his tongue sent pinpoints of pleasure down her nerve endings. “Don’t stop.”
“I won’t stop until you ask me to, until I do you in every way you want. Until you can’t handle any more.”
Londyn gasped. He whispered a mixture of tender endearments and erotic promises that made her desire climb even higher. Their breathing grew louder as he gripped her tighter and drove into her harder. The pressure built inside her with an intensity she’d never felt, and she convulsed and screamed his name as waves of ecstasy crashed through her so violently she thought she might pass out.
Braxton thrust, once, twice, then stiffened and exploded inside her with a harsh groan of male satisfaction. He collapsed on top of her, one hand on the desk, so as not to put all of his weight on her.
Straightening, he turned her to face him and kissed her tenderly. Her heart felt so full she thought it would burst.
