Page 115 of Legally Mine

He kissed me again, with lips that quickly turned primal. It was so easy to lose myself in the tongue that wrapped around mine and made me forget where I was.

A His hand slipped around the back of my head, tangled in my hair while the other drifted over the rise and fall of my breasts through the cotton. Brandon's fingers whispered over the fabric, plucked at the buttons until one by one, they fell open, baring my breasts in the late afternoon sun. He looked down to where he palmed both my breasts lightly.

"You are so incredibly beautiful," he pronounced while his thumbs drifted over my nipples.

Although his touch had me aching for more, I still looked around, aware of the fact that the only protection we had from prying eyes was our relative isolation and the scattering of trees.

"Relax, baby," Brandon said, reading my mind again, as was his uncanny talent. "This property is ten acres. There's no one around."

He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the ground, then drew me back so we were skin to skin in the cool grass. I burrowed in the cocoon of his chest, the warm muscles against my skin, the familiar smattering of hair soft against my face. I kissed the divot between his pectorals, and he shuddered.

He rolled me onto my back, and his mouth trailed down the side of my neck, nipping and biting while he twisted his tongue with some mystery of sweet torment. Eventually he returned to my breasts, and pulled one taut curve between his teeth, causing a ripple of tension to vibrate through me.

"Brandon," I moaned.

My hands threaded into his hair to keep him close. One of his hands drifted lower, pushing up the hem of my skirt to find the flesh beneath. He was so big, blocking out the rest of the world. Keeping me safe.

"Skylar," he murmured against my breast before switching to the other side.

His fingers found the edge of my panties and pulled them off.

"Please," I whimpered against his ear before I seized the edge of it between my teeth and bit lightly.

Brandon hissed, then unbuckled his own pants. When the heavy weight of him was freed in the damp warmth between my thighs, we both gasped at the sudden contact. Brandon took my mouth, sucking voraciously on my lower lip as he adjusted his hips until––aaaah!–––he found entry.

"Fuuuuck," he swore as he sank into me, slowly, surely.

I gripped his shoulders as my body adjusted to his girth, but sighed into his warm skin. Nothing felt better than him. Nothing felt better than this.

"Tell me what you need," he croaked as he pressed me further into the grass. "Tell me what you want."

From my vantage point, I had the full, sun-drenched view of his impressive physique. I ran my hand over him and rotated my hips, taking him deeper and causing him to hiss again.

"I just need you," I said as I slipped one hand between my legs. Brandon's eyes zeroed in on the moment, dilated sapphires as he watched my fingers find my clit and move in tandem with his hips.

Our bodies had reunited before, but this was different. It was slower, less frenzied. No forceful joining in his bed, no frenzied coupling in a public bathroom. No withholding, no games. Our eyes met, and neither of us could look away as we found our rhythm together, bodies rocking, joining, warm and light and free under the open sky.

As if of its own accord, my other hand ran up Brandon's chest to cup his face, torn as it was between pain and ecstasy.

"Brandon," I whispered.

He thrust deeper, and the lines on his brow deepened. "Skylar."

The fingers on my clit twitched. I gripped the edge of his jaw, forcing him to look at me.

"I love you," I breathed, the words floating on the air between us.

Brandon's eyes flew open, and his entire body clenched in response.

"God!" he cried, matching the calls of the seagulls looping through the sky behind us.

He throbbed within me, and I arched in response. I pressed hard on my clit, and Brandon took one, two, three more deep thrusts before we both exploded together, our bodies joining in a tangled mass of light and love.

"Skylar!" he called as he collapsed against my shoulder.

"Brandon!" My body shook under him.

And we trembled, slowing to shudders, until there was no more Brandon, no more Skylar. There was only us.

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