"Need to take my time with you," he said against my lips. He kissed me slowly, sensually—like he was trying to seduce me into his bed. Did the man not realize I wasdrippingfor him? "Only place I'm coming tonight is inside you."
I smiled. Couldn't help it.
"So fuckin' smug." He shook his head and lifted me. I squeaked, then I was back in his arms again, legs wrapped around him. Brody slowly lowered to the ground, not once loosening his hold on me. "Let me run the show tonight, yeah? Or you'll probably have me shootin' my load in the first fifteen seconds."
God, I love that.
Foryears, I'd mademypleasure the priority. Fuck men who'd never once considered how I was feeling—good, bad, or anything in between.
But with Brody, it wasn't even a thought. I found pleasure in him, and he found pleasure in me without either of us even trying.
Our chemistry was off the charts.
And chemistry was all that it was.
Brody settled himself between my legs, and looked down at me with the weirdest look on his face.
"Do your worst, boy scout."
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
Both our pantswere still on, but he rocked the hard length of his cock against my clit over and over and over again while he kissed me. The friction of our jeans between us just ratcheted up the sensation. In what felt like seconds, he had me right on the edge, ready to fall over. I broke our kiss and gasped. "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna come."
He stared straight into my eyes, into my fucking soul, as he continued thrusting against me. On the third press of his hips against mine, I exploded, screaming his name. His mouth fell open as he watched me ride out the pleasure, slowing his movements with each passing second.
Never in my life had I gotten off so quickly.Shit.
"Why you look so mad, viper?" he whispered against my lips before kissing me. "Aren't orgasms 'sposed to release some kinda happy hormones?"
I smiled. Couldn't help it. He was so fucking endearing. The fact that I couldn't help my smile was the part that infuriated me.
"Maybe I just need a few more of those happy hormones to counteract my grumpiness."
A cocky smirk spread across his stupidly smug and handsome face.
"Think I can make that happen."
He rose to his knees. I looked down to once again see the head of his dick poking out.
I licked my lips.
"Hey." He pointed a finger at my face. "Knock that off. You need at least"—he squinted up at the ceiling—"two more orgasms before you eventhinkof putting my cock in your mouth."
I pouted and he laughed. He hooked his fingers into the waist of my pants and underwear and slid them down past my hips, past my knees, his hands running the length of my legs before returning my bare feet to the tarped floor.
When I was completely bare beneath him, he sat back on his haunches. His eyes swept over me, head to pussy—pausing on my breasts—and back again. "Fuckin' perfect," he mumbled. "Don't know where to start."
"May I make a suggestion?" I pressed my tits together.
Brody groaned before diving headfirst into my chest. One of his hands stayed planted next to my shoulder while he sucked my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue. His other hand covered mine, still cupping my breast, as his thumb stroked the sensitive skin surrounding my nipple without ever touching it. It was hard and begging for attention, so I inched my hand up, interrupting his motions so I could pinch it myself.
His mouth released my breast. "Need a little attention over here, huh?" He kissed his way across my chest, adjusting to brace himself with the opposite hand. This time, his hand didn't return to torturing my breast. As his masterful mouth continued to lick and suck and bite, his rough palm slid up my waist, over my breast and grazing my nipple, then further still up my chest until he gently wrapped his hand around my throat. I moaned because,fuck, it felt good to have him own my body that way.
"Like that, baby?" He squeezed a little tighter.
"Yes," I hissed.
A flash of another hand around my throat tried to push its way to the surface.
