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He huffs and chews on his lip for a moment. “Tori, shit, I told you tha…”
Placing my index finger over his lips, I bite my own lip, feeling how warm his are. “Shh…I know you think I don’t really know you.”
He starts to talk with my finger still on his lips. I let it slip away and eagerly listen to what he has to say.
“A lot has happened since I left. My life is complicated, as I’ve told you. The only way I can be with you is to be truthful with you. I just don’t know how to do that without hurting other people.”
I place my forehead on his and softly rub our noses together. “You know, when my grandmother was alive she used to say to me, ‘Tori, always follow your heart, your mind will find a way to work the rest out when you need to.’ Brady, right now we don’t need to.”
His eyebrows knit together, and he swallows hard. “I wish it were that simple, Sunshine.”
“It can be,” I interrupt, and place my finger on his lips again. He kisses it. “You’ve been through some things. Hurtful things. Things that have changed you. I’m sure you’ll tell me when you’re ready. The truth is, Brady, I’ve wanted you for a long time, and it’s been torture pretending we’re just friends.”
He draws my finger into his mouth and sucks on it. I nearly faint. He takes my hand and holds it in his lap, softly brushing his thumb across my knuckles. “It’s been torture for me, too. The night I kissed you in the rain was unbelievable. I can’t stop thinking about your mouth and how much I want to kiss you, and taste every inch of your soft skin.”
Like always, I melt. I run my hand up his thigh and lean in close to him. “Why don’t we stop all this pretending, then?”
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I’ve decided what I want. The rest is up to him. I move my face in front of his again, and our lips barely touch. While our breath mixes together like a warm cloud between us, I wait anxiously for him to make his move.
He waits a solid ten seconds and then draws in an erratic breath. His deep green eyes bore into mine, gleaming with passion. “Fuck,” he growls. His fingers slide gently along my jaw and he attaches his lips to mine, tracing circles around them with his tongue. Our eyes close, and our lips mold together, rapturous and needy. I want him. My panties grow wet as moisture releases from my sex, and I moan loudly.
His hands travel under my tank top, up my back, warm hands pressing into my flesh. Bringing one hand to my front, he palms the bottom of my breast and pushes up. He growls into my mouth and slides his thumb across my nipple.
The burn of embarrassment in my cheeks reminds me we’re in public, and I reluctantly pull away. “We should go to our room. Like, now, Brady.”
It takes him only a split second to slide the two of us out of the booth. He tosses some cash on the table, paying for a dinner we won’t be eating. He laces his fingers through mine, and drags me out of the restaurant. We race through the courtyard hand in hand to our room.
Brady slams me up against the outside door of our room and starts sucking on my earlobe, at the same time digging in his pocket for the room key. My fingertips push into his back, and I move them up and down roughly.
“God, Brady, I want you. I’ve always wanted you,” I pant into his neck.
Brady lets out a loud rumble as his hand firmly grips my throat, and he licks along my jaw. “You have no idea how hot it makes me knowing I’m going to be your first.”
My body stiffens and tension fills me. Surely he knows Jake and I had sex. I place my hand on his chest, trying to cool things down a bit. He looks at me, and his gaze is sweltering. Okay, no chance of cooling anything with him. I swallow and decide to just put it out there. “Brady...you do know I was with Jake, right? I’m not a virgin.”
A sly smirk crawls up the corner of his delicious mouth, and his tongue slips across his bottom lip. “Sunshine, you and Jake had sex, but trust me when I tell you, tonight’s going to be your first time.” His voice is husky and raw as he plants kisses on my neck between words. “The first time you know what it feels like for someone to own your body. The first time a real man makes love to you until you scream so loud the heavens hear you. And the first time you’ll understand exactly what you mean to me.”
Holy hell! There is a puddle in my panties now, and I swear I’ve stopped breathing. I enfold his neck in my arms, slamming my mouth against his just as he opens the door to room 214. Our teeth collide, and he chuckles. He lifts me into his arms, his mouth never leaving mine. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he pushes the door shut with his foot. I fling the flip-flops from my feet, and they fly through the air, bouncing off the wall. As he carries me to the bed, I thread my fingers in his hair and start kissing along his jaw and down his neck. I nuzzle in close and inhale through my nose. God, he smells incredible. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want Brady Hunter.
He lays me down on the bed gently. I slide up the mattress on my back and rest on my elbows, watching him. I’m smiling like a lunatic. With his eyes trained on me, he kicks off his boots and crawls up my frame. Bracing himself above me, he crushes his lips to mine once again.
I lift the bottom of his T-shirt, and he props himself up on one hand, reaching over his head with the other, pulling off his shirt from behind. With my mouth partly open, I bite my lip when my eyes follow the happy trail from his navel to his waistband before tracing the line with my finger. I run a hand softly over his tattoos and consider asking about them. I don’t.
My fingers pull on the button of his jeans and release it, and I slowly slide the zipper down. I slip my hand into his pants, palm him through the thin layer of his boxers, and the sexiest sound falls from his lips. His readiness for me sends an involuntary moan through my smile.
When I pull on his jeans and start to slide them off, Brady grabs both my hands and pins them above my head. His weight collapses into my body in the most satisfying way. His desire presses into my inner thigh. With one hand he holds my wrists above my head. Making use of his free hand, he slides my shirt up, drawing in a loud breath when he sees my white lacy bra. One-handed, he unclasps the hook in front of my bra and frees my breasts from the cups. His eyes scour over both breasts, and he groans.
“Oh, God, please,” I moan.
“I take my time, Sunshine.” Sex drips off his tongue. He’s way too good at this. I consider briefly about how that is and then shove the thought away.
“I thought we were done torturing each other. Just fuck me, Brady!”
I surprise myself with my brassiness. I’d never been vocal with Jake. Then again, I’d never experienced this sort of need with Jake, either. With Jake it was just going through the motions, because that’s what we were supposed to do, what other girls my age were doing. With my legs clutched tightly around Brady’s hips, I shamelessly rub against his jeans for some relief, though it does nothing to ease my aching core.
He lets out a soft laugh as he kisses one of my nipples, and both of them pucker instantly. He grins up at me. “This is not torture. This is bliss, Sunshine. Lie back and enjoy it, because I plan on making you come so hard you can barely breathe, and only then am I going to fuck you.”
