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“Bryn!”
“Too late.” He yanks the straps further down my shoulders and nips my skin from my earlobe to my neck as he pushes the material away exposing my bra. He pushes the satin away and his hot mouth is on the swell of my breasts instantly.
I'm unable to move under his weight and I happily yield, lying back as Bryn pulls my dress to the floor. He holds and explores my breasts, dragging his tongue from the edge of the soft mounds, circling my nipple. I move in response to the way his attention pulls my insides tight, and as I make a soft sound, he stops.
“Shit. I'm squashing you, aren't I?” His breath comes in short pants against my face.
“No. I’m fine.”
Bryn rolls onto his back, dragging me onto him and we're nose to nose. “That's better; I can reach your ass now.”
He slides his hand across the lace and pushes me into his hips, closing his mouth over mine again. Our hearts hammer as our tongues slide together, a fervour in our kisses propelling us in a direction we won't turn back from.
I push up, sit astride him, and place a hand on Bryn’s chest. This man is pure muscle, from the hard planes of his chest to the strength of his arms gripping my hips against his solid thighs.
Undoing shirt buttons, I slide my fingers inside, the way I’ve wanted to an uncountable number of times. As I lean down to place my lips on his hot skin, he uses the opportunity to unsnap my bra and drag it from my shoulders.
“Off,” he says. “Let me see you.”
The black satin bra drops onto the bed, and Bryn pushes my hair from where some fell across my breasts and inhales as he savours the view.
“Do you know how hot you are?” he asks brusquely
“Yes, it is a bit warm in the room.” I push away his shirt, smoothing my palms across his powerful shoulders.
“You’re funny,cariad.” He touches my face, the desire in his eyes softening.
For a moment, nothing is said; a pause almost unnoticed, but where something is exchanged in the unspoken ‘yes’; the hidden desires freed. I see Bryn’s unguarded heart in his eyes dismissing my worry that he wanted sex and nothing else.
The fleeting moment passes and Bryn tips me over on the bed again, mouth and hands on my breasts, roughly at first then switching to teasing strokes with his tongue. I pull away his shirt and drag my fingers along the knotted muscles of his back, not wanting to let go, wanting tonight to take forever and never end.
Bryn slides his hand between us, and I part my legs, eager for him to touch me. I suck in a breath as he pulls my panties to one side and slides his fingers between the lace and my pussy.
Pausing he looks down, hot breath mingling with mine. “Off.”
I nod.
With a grin, he hooks both fingers into the lace and pulls, making a noise of satisfaction as I wriggle against him to help get them off. His hand immediately returns to exploring the slick heat between my legs.
“Fuck, you're wet, Avery.” He slides his thumb across my clit, watching for my reaction.
“Like you said, months waiting.”
Bryn’s large fingers tease as he focuses attention on my arousal, stroking my swollen clit. I shift, eager for him to explore further and fulfill the fantasies I’ve had about him for months.
“I want you tonight,” he whispers against my ear. “If you don't want this, tell me now because you'll fucking kill me if we go any further and I have to stop.”
I dig my fingers into his damp hair, struggling to focus on any coherent thought. “Did you bring condoms?”
Lifting his head, he nudges my nose with his. “Yes.”
“That was optimistic of you.”
“Answer the question,” he says, frustration edging his tone.
“I want this, Bryn.”
“Thank fuck for that.” Bryn sits back and I pout at the loss of his hands and body against mine. “Be right back.”
