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He unbuttons my jeans and slides them off. My heart races. Is Braxton really undressing me? I sit up a little so he can pull my shirt over my head.
“This time,” he says, “I don’t have to look away. “Turn over.” He grabs my hips and flips me to my stomach. He unfastens my bra and I let the straps fall off my arms. Then he pushes his hands beneath my panties, sliding them down my legs.
I turn to look at him over my shoulder. “This time?”
“When you were sick, I had you naked in the shower. God, I wanted to touch you then. But holy fuck, look at that ass.” He kneads his hands into my flesh.
“That really happened?” I ask. “I thought it was a fever dream.”
“No, it was real,” he says. “Too fucking real. But this—Kylie, this is worth the wait.”
He grabs my legs and pulls me down so I’m tipped over the edge of the bed, my feet on the floor. He presses up against me and leans down so his body touches the entire length of mine. His skin on mine is sublime. I shudder at the feel of his heat, his skin, his cock pushing against my ass. He slips a hand beneath my belly and lifts my upper body. I tip upward, his chest against my back, and hold myself up with my arms. His hand trails down. He kisses across my shoulder, to my neck. His hand reaches between my legs and I gasp. He finds my clit instantly, like he already knows exactly where to touch me. Pleasure jolts through me, taking the breath from my lungs.
“Oh god, Braxton.”
“Baby, I love hearing you say my name.”
His finger flicks over my clit and my pussy heats up—fast. He massages gently, and my legs start to shake. It feels so good I can barely stand it. “How are you doing that?”
He nips the side of my neck with his teeth and I shudder. “I’m just getting you warmed up.”
I lean my head back against his shoulder. One hand holds me around my waist while the other does some kind of crazy fucking magic on my clit. I have no idea what he’s doing, but it feels unbelievable.
My breath comes faster and I rock my hips with the rhythm of his fingers. His cock digs into me from behind.
“Fuck, Braxton, you’re going to make me come.”
“Should I?” he says into my ear, his voice low and guttural. “Right here? Like this?”
I’m swirling, losing control. “Yes. Oh god, Braxton, make me come.”
He groans and bites my shoulder. It pinches, but that only makes me hotter. I arch my back into him, pressing against his cock.
His fingers stop. I’m right on the edge, so close to orgasm it would take nothing more than another brush against my clit to send me over.
“Not yet,” he says. “I want you to come on my cock.”
He leans over and grabs a box of condoms from his nightstand. I don’t really want to think about all the women he’s been with, let alone bring it up with him right now—but fuck, I want him in me bare.
“Brax, have you been tested?” I ask. “Recently?”
He stops. “Yes. I always cover it, but yeah, I know I’m clean.”
I meet his eyes. “Me too. I get the shot, so if you want…”
“Are you serious?” he says. His eyes move up and down my body and he quirks another smile.
I’m throbbing so hard I can barely think, but I know I’m sure about this. I want all of him. I turn over and crawl backwards onto the bed. “I don’t want anything between us. Nothing.”
He drops the condoms to the floor.
I scoot a little so he has room. He gets on top of me and settles between my legs, his cock just outside my opening. I want him inside me so bad I’m ready to beg for it, but his face is so serious.
He pauses, his nose brushing mine. “Are you ready for me?” he asks, his voice low.
“Yes.”
“This is where it begins, Ky,” he says. “This night.”
