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Something told me I would always want him like this.
As his hips began moving faster, Braxton massaged my breasts with more need. Experiencing every raw feeling that coursed through me as he loved me, I clung to him, and the world vanished until nothing existed but him. The deeper and needier his thrusts grew, the wilder my heart beat, until he pressed his forehead to mine. His green eyes bore into me fiercely, and I found myself tumbling off the abyss again, falling apart in his arms.
Our moans lifted like a sinful song, but we never let go of each other as the tremors shook our entire bodies. Braxton’s mouth closed over mine, swallowing my moans, and he too fell off the edge, coming undone for me. Eager arms wrapped around me, flushing me against his form, while we both rode the wave of ecstasy that swept us, but he didn’t stop.
His hips began to rock into me in a slow and indulging way once more, relaxing every inch of my form as we both calmed once again. Addicting. That was how being with Braxton felt, and I knew he felt it too because he didn’t want to stop… I didn’t want him to either. Catching our breaths, we glanced at each other again, our smiles melding into delicious kisses.
Like his thrusts, they were sensual and unhurried, devoted to the moment that had captured us both, and I never wanted it to end.
“Fuck, Evie,” he breathed, feeling the tremors start to take hold of me again, his every stroke lifting me higher and higher. “I need you in my arms, just like this, every night. Nothing compares to being inside you.”
My head fell back as I lost myself in him for the third time, feeling his mouth explore my neck while I shook under him. I was helpless but to let him love me as many times as the night allowed, because I craved nothing else but remaining with him in that moment.
“What are you thinking about?” Braxton’s words fanned my neck from behind, our bodies curling into the other’s.
“You,” I answered, feeling his lips curve into a smile against my skin. I chuckled, glancing back at him. “I was thinking about your training.”
The smile fell from his lips, and he tensed a bit. “Kingston told you what happened?”
A deep breath left him when I nodded, and he turned me to lay over his chest, holding me closer. “Are you okay?” I asked, reaching for his jaw and nudging his face lightly so he’d look at me.
“Yeah, I’m fine. There are just a lot of things to get used to here.”
“What happened during the training? Kingston said you were doing well until something distracted you and broke your stride. He told me you lost sight of him and didn’t see his next move until it was too late.”
“Have you ever heard ofdéjà vu?”
“The ya what?” I frowned, perplexed, and laughter escaped him.
He shook his head. “Never mind. I’m not sure how, but I think my father might have taught me how to fight without me even knowing.”
Intrigue awoke in me swiftly. “How do you mean?”
“Well, when I was little, my dad and I used to play the floor is lava—”
“Gods! Did you burn yourselves?” I sat up, startled. “Why would anyone put a child in lava?!” What was wrong with his father?!
Chest shaking with laughter, Braxton pulled me down to his side again. “No. I’m sorry. Let me explain. That is just the name of the game, there is no real lava involved.”
“Oh,” I mumbled, resting my cheek on his pec again while I looked up at him. Humans were so weird.
“So, to play you pretend that the floor is made of lava, and jump over the furniture and everything else you can find not to touch it and get burned. Except, Dad and I used to play the Star Wars version, which meant he was Kenobi, and I was Anakin, and—”
“Wait, there was a war in the stars too?” I sat up again. “I thought you were jumping over imaginary lava? How did you get to the sky?”
“No. Star Wars is a movie—you know what? Never mind.” He pulled me to his side, wrapping an arm over my back. “The point is, while we were playing, we engaged in a duel using our Lightsabers—”
“What are those?”
“Swords made out of light.”
“Interesting.”
“My dad and I used to play that all the time—well, when I felt good enough and Mom let me jump around the house… I loved those moments we spent together. He always made time to be with me, no matter how busy or tired he was. Even if I had to go to bed late at night, I waited, because I knew he would be there. He always kept his promises.”
The way his eyes lit up when he talked about his father was so special, it caught me off guard. I could do nothing but enjoy the memories with him.
“Anyway, we had seriously coordinated battles. So Dad made up maneuvers that we had to learn and everything. I always thought that was so cool...” Braxton’s voice faded suddenly, and I saw him focus on the ceiling as though he was trying to figure out a great mystery.
