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He lets go of my wrists, and his fingers tightly bind all my hair. Wrapping the long tresses around his hand once, he pulls my head back to expose my neck. He nibbles along my jaw line, and plants soft kisses down my neck and across the top of my shoulder. My sex is throbbing with want. “You own me, too, Sunshine,” he exhales.
I move my hands down his chest and over the hard muscles of his abdomen. Sliding my hands under his shirt, I run my fingers over his sweaty skin. “Please don’t leave me again, Brady.”
“Look at me, Sunshine,” he says commandingly.
I do, right in his eyes.
“I couldn’t breathe when I was away from you. It felt as though each breath was just enough to sustain me, but I was slowly dying. When I saw you again, I had a reason to breathe and then I messed up. I’m so sorry for everything I said to you on the pier, and for all of the pain I’ve caused you. I swear I will never leave you again. There’s so much I need to tell you, but right now, I just want to be deep inside you. I want to hold you close, feel you against my skin, and taste you in my mouth.” I reach up and run my fingers along the stubble on his face. Every word he said, I believe and I want him too. His hands move slowly under my sundress, over my skin. My arms lift to the ceiling, and he slips the dress over my head fluidly. His fingers find the clasp of my bra. He removes it, and it falls to the floor on top of my dress. He licks his lips, then leans down and softly kisses both of my breasts. His hair tickles my skin. His hands mold to my ass under my panties, and he slides one hand forward until his fingers touch my damp warmth. He slips one inside me, and I moan his name. “You’re always so wet,” he murmurs, just before his mouth covers mine. God, I’ve missed his mouth.
He grips my waist and nudges me up. I stand and he slips his hand in mine, leading me away from the drums. I’m standing with my back to him, and his body presses against mine, pushing me flat against the wall. He lifts my hands above my head, and I push my palms to the wall as his fingers dance down the length of my body, leaving a trail of shivering skin in their wake. While on his knees, he slides my panties down my legs, and I step out of them. His hands work their way up the inside of my thighs, and he pushes my legs apart.
When he stands up, he removes his clothing, and then his body pushes into my back again. The warmth of his skin shoots electricity through me. His erection presses into my backside. I throw my head back and rest it on his shoulder as his arm reaches around me and his fingers begin massaging my clit. I gasp and turn my head toward him. He licks my lips, and two fingers enter my warm center. His lips crush against mine, and he begins kissing me fiercely.
“God, I’ve missed you, Sunshine. You’re mine. Only mine, and I’m never letting you go.”
I’m ready for him. I want him to take me right now, but he wants to make this last. I want to be lost in this moment as well, so I just go with it. He grabs my hand, twirls me around, and pulls me over to the drum set. He moves one of the cymbals aside and leans me over the bass drum on my belly. It’s cold against my skin, and the brackets dig into my ribs. Closing my eyes, I ignore the pain, too turned on to care. I curl my fingers around the side of the drum and dig my nails in, bracing myself. Brady massages my bottom before sliding his fingers back inside me.
I turn to look at him, chewing on my lip. His eyes are hooded and dark. “Brady, just fuck me, please,” I beg, my voice cracking and stealing the very breath within me.
He leans over me and begins circling his fingers around my core again. I whimper. I’m so close, and he knows it. His hand brushes across the top of my shoulders, moving my hair aside. He runs his delicious tongue up and down the back of my neck. I bite down hard on my lip and try to suck in air as my legs begin to shake. His hands slide down my back and grip my hips. I moan in a hushed chant, and beg him to take me. He reaches down between my legs and spreads my trembling thighs, slowly entering me from behind until he’s deep inside of me. I tilt my head back and scream, “Oh, God, Brady, yes.”
“I’m going to fuck you so hard now, Sunshine.”
“Yes, please, Brady.”
He starts to move and my body responds, sending a wave of pleasure down my limbs and sparking the blood coursing through my veins. I push back against him. His hot mouth kisses the skin on my back from shoulder to shoulder. Then he grabs my hair and yanks on it gently. I whimper, and he groans. I moan, and he growls. And we both scream each other’s names.
He moves in and out of me hurriedly and my fingers dig into the side of the drums again. The metal screeches as my fingernails scratch into the paint. He swells inside me, and my legs begin to shake more wildly from the pleasure. Squeezing my eyes together, I prepare myself as he increases his speed. I’m so close, and so is he.
Arching my back toward him, I cry out and then collapse, limp as a wet noodle, onto the drum. My sex constricts and pulses around him as I convulse beneath him. Soft moans escape my lips and his. His fingers travel through the sheen of sweat down my back while I recover.
“Please come, Brady,” I pant over my shoulder.
Not even a second after the words leave my mouth, he does. His body shakes and quivers. A deep, raspy moan rumbles in his throat as he releases inside me. He keeps pushing into me until his body stops working and he falls onto me.
Moments later, he takes my hand and pulls me onto the futon with him. I fall next to him and snuggle into his side. He grabs the fleece blanket from the back of the futon, and drapes it over the two of us. We’re wrapped together, exhausted and calm.
He runs his fingers through my hair. I look up at him, and like rabbits we’re at it again. He’s like an unquenchable thirst. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to control my need for him or his for me. Not that I want to.
Chapter 34
Tori
The next morning, light pours in through the small windows of the shed and I smile, realizing I’m still in Brady’s arms. I trail kisses along his chest and jaw. His stubble feels bristly against my skin. I like it, and brush my lips over it a few more times. His eyes open and he laughs, catching me.
“Good morning, Sunshine,” he grins.
I smile secretively and begin dropping kisses down his abdomen, heading south. I thought about it all night, mentally giving myself a pep talk. I can do this. I can give this to him. He’s right about trust with intimacy, and I trust him explicitly. When I reach my destination, I hesitate.
“You don’t have to,” he says in a raspy whisper.
I look at him through the curtain of hair hanging in front of my face, and smile. I do have to. I have to get past this. I breathe in a deep, calming breath and take him in my mouth. The groan that leaves him convinces me to continue. I can definitely do this. My tongue circles the soft flesh of his tip, and then I lick him from base to tip. My fingers curl around him, and I stroke him up and down while sucking the top of him, flicking the tip of him with my tongue. The noises he’s making increase my confidence. Brady’s fingers lace through my hair, and I take him completely in my mouth, increasing my suction.
“Aw, fuck, Sunshine. Stop, I’m going to come.”
Isn’t that the point? There is no way I’m stopping now. I suck harder, and work my hand faster. Brady moans continuously. I sense him watching me, and it makes me brave. I gently massage his balls. As soon as I do, his hips flex, and warm salty liquid spurts into my mouth. I take all of it and swallow. When I look up at him, I lick my lips and smile.
He curls his finger at me. “Come here.” I climb up next to him and snuggle in clo
