Page 102 of Wild Hearts

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

Brady

WREN IS A FUCKING VISIONstanding in front of me naked and trembling from the orgasm I just gave her.

“You’re so perfect,” I say, kissing her again and again.

Her laugh graces my ears once more. She’s laughed so much tonight, and I realise how much I want to keep making her laugh, keep making her happy, keep her satisfied.

“You’re so... clothed,” she remarks, raising her eyebrows in a challenge. She reaches for the waistband of my grey sweatpants, but I grab her hands.

“You don’t have to,” I say, though my cock is straining against the fabric.

“I want to,” she says, slipping her hands up my shirt instead. Her fingers are warm, and I have to close my eyes to keep myself in control.

She slips my tee over my head and guides me untilmyback is now against her front door. She drops down to her knees, looking up at me with those shining blue eyes.Fuck.

I swallow, tensing my jaw as she pulls my sweatpants down to my ankles, my pulsing cock springing free. She licks her lips and I almost lose it. I reach down and squeeze my shaft, mentally reciting the alphabet backward to keep from coming. I’m only at W when her hand wraps around mine and her tongue trails my entire length before she sucks my engorged flesh into her pretty little mouth.

Wren hums in appreciation, using her hand to stroke the length that she can’t take. I lock my knees to stop my hips from punching forward reflexively and breathe deeply. Thank God I had the foresight to jerk off in the shower this morning, or this would have been over already.

She keeps her watery gaze locked on mine and I bite my lip, tangling my fingers in her hair as she swirls her tongue around my tip before taking me even deeper. I bite out a curse. Her tongue is so much more satisfying than my own fist.

I try to warn her, but I’m already coming in her mouth. Instead of pulling away Wren grips my arse cheek with her free hand, sucking down my release and swallowing every last drop. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen.

She presses tender little kisses to my thighs before standing up and pulling my face down to meet her lips.

“Are you okay?” I ask, cupping her flushed cheek.

“Mmhmm,” she says, closing her eyes with a smile resting her forehead against my naked chest. “I love you.”

I chuckle as I rest my chin on top of her head. “I love you.”

I run my fingers down her back and she shivers in pleasure, goosebumps erupting over her skin. My dick twitches in response and she laughs.

“Sorry,” I groan. I’m still recovering from round one, but it’s clear my body’s ready for another.

“It’s okay,” she whispers, reaching down and stroking me twice.

I let out a hiss and grab her hand. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, Rookie. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.”

She runs her tongue across my pecs. “What if I don’t want to stop?” she asks, looking up at me through her dark lashes.

I scoop her up, stepping out of my pants and carrying her to her bedroom, laying her gently on the bed. I stand over her, my hungry gaze starting at her face and travelling down her naked form. She squirms and her hand traces a path over her heaving breasts, her nipples puckering. I watch her fingers brush over her stomach, but I capture her hands placing them above her head.

“Uh-uh,” I tsk, shaking my head.

Her teeth drag in her bottom lip and I lean down, running my tongue over it before pulling away again. She whimpers. Her body is squirming again, desperately seeking the friction I’m denying her.

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