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My heart batters against my ribcage, huge hammers of anxiety smashing inside of me.
But I want this, I want it so freaking badly.
It’s all I want.
I can’t let anxiety rule me for the rest of my life.
I can’t let self-doubt ruin what we have, what we’re building.
“Unless you need more time?” he says, making it a question.
“Would that be okay?” I ask.
His smirk drops, his face becoming grim.
“I’d never force you to do anything you don’t want to. But the beast inside of me can only wait so long. You’ve seen what an animal you make me.”
My sex gives an urgent pulse at his words.
“Yeah, and that’s a freaking understatement.” I take a deep breath, bolstering myself. “No… I mean yes, yes. I want it. I want to try, Braden.”
He stares at me, looking like an animal recently released from its cage, ready to devour his meal.
“Then let’s eat,” he snarls.
Chapter Eighteen
Braden
I can’t keep my hand from sliding down to her plump perfect ass as we ride the elevator up to my penthouse apartment. I squeeze down, my whole body shuddering when she lets out that shivering moan, the moan that goes straight to my balls and makes them expand with my seed.
Fuck her. Take her right here. Now.
I somehow ignore the savage inner voice as the elevator opens onto my penthouse apartment, showing the open plan living room and the floor to ceiling windows that look over the Hollywood hills.
“You horny fucking virgin,” I snarl in her ear, guiding her through the apartment as my chest pounds with the immediacy of my lust. “I need to feel your tight little hole so bad. I need to feel how you pulse when I drive up inside of you, how you start fucking vibrating on my dick. I need to feel you bounce like the excitable young thing you are.”
She looks up at me with those wide innocent eyes, causing my helm to buzz as precome pushes up my shaft, seeping from my massive hard dick.
I guide her through the apartment frantically.
She giggles, looking at the bare walls.
“You ever thought of decorating? It seems a bit bare in here.”
Pushing her against the wall, I bring my lips to hers and quiet her with a kiss.
She gasps through the closeness of our mouths, whimpering as our tongues dance and flicker against each other. I savor the moan muffled sounds she makes.
“You’ll decorate our new home when we move in,” I tell her firmly. “When we choose the house we want to raise our family in, you’ll make it a perfect heaven. I never needed personal touches before you came along, Bria.”
Her sun bright smile spreads across her face, her cheeks glowing with the force of my words – with the force of our future.
I love you, I almost roar.
But then something pulls me back, an inner instinct roaring at me.
It’s like my seed is telling me not to pile too much on her too fast. If I tell Bria that I love her now, she might get overwhelmed and not be able to give me that tight pink slit.
Instead, I wrap my arm around her shoulder and guide her into the bedroom. It’s large and sparsely decorated, like the rest of the apartment, with a modern sleek look.
I grab her hand and practically drag her across the room, push her onto the bed and stand over her with my hands balled in tight fists at my sides. My eyes roam over her curvy body in the golden fabric, the way it’s pushed up to her hips to reveal her thick bountiful thighs, the way her breasts heave, everything about her screaming at me to put a baby inside of her.
“Fuck, I need you so badly.”
I collapse atop her, holding myself up with my fists planted in the mattress on either side of her head. She lets out another gorgeous whimper when I kiss her again, harder this time, letting her feel the full force of my possession.
Supporting myself with one hand, I slide my other hand down her body, under the fabric of her dress, and up her naked thigh. Each stroking touch elicits a little shiver that racks through her whole body.
Higher and higher, I move right to her pussy, pressing down on her panties.
“Fuck,” I whisper, breaking off the kiss but keeping my lips close to hers. “You’re already so wet, so ready for my cock. I can feel how badly your body needs this. Tell me, Bria. Tell me how badly you need this.”
“I want it,” she murmurs. “Oh, fuck, so bad. So bad.”
I can’t take it anymore, can’t even think about holding myself back.
She lets out a squeak when I tear her panties loose, snapping them and tossing the ruined material to the floor. I reach down for my pants and unbuckle my belt, my fingers moving as though they’ve got a mind of their own, tearing at my clothes in an effort to free my hungry dick.
