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Brady came to the rescue, thank God, making quick work of his belt and pants.
I reached for his cock, hard and silky smooth and radiating heat, but I’d barely had a chance to wrap my fingers around the thick shaft before he gently pushed my hand away.
“No, babe,” he said, his low, gravelly voice sending another electric jolt through my body. “I want this to be all about you.”
Without another word, and before I could even process what he’d meant by that statement, Brady went down on his knees and stroked my lower lips a little more as he looked up to meet my gaze.
The look of pure longing and desire in his eyes was nearly enough to send me over the edge.
My pussy throbbed under Brady’s touch as he continued those long, maddeningly slow strokes.
“Oh my God, Brady.Pleasekeep going.”
Brady pushed up one of my legs and started licking my pussy, massaging it, caressing it,lovingit with his tongue. My hips thrust forward, and my head fell back, thumping against the wall. I barely even felt it, though.
All of my energy, my focus, my entire world had narrowed to the sexy man in front of me—the man on his knees with his tongue on my pussy.
Jesus, it was amazing.
Longer, harder, faster, Brady licked, bobbing his head in time with my thrusts, twisting circles around my clit.
I threaded my fingers through his short hair, holding him in place as he pushed even deeper, thrusting his tongue into me.
A spasm of pure pleasure passed through my body, and I could feel the orgasm building inside me.
Each time I was tempted to close my eyes, though, Brady’s gaze would find mine again, drawing me in until I couldn’t look away. Having the hot muscular NFL player on his knees in front of me was the sexiest thing I had ever experienced.
And the look in Brady’s eyes coupled with the way he was quickly stroking his cock? It was obvious that he thought it was just as hot.
“That feels so good, Brady. I don’t know how much longer I can last. It’s just… too… good.”
I punctuated each word with another thrust, and even though he didn’t reply—didn’t even slow down—I could see the answer in his eyes, could hear it in the deep half-moan, half-growl that came from his throat.
He wasn’t going to stop, and I didn’t want him to stop, either.
Even though I wanted more than anything to prolong the moment, to savor each second, each lick, each delicious low moan, there was no turning back and no stopping what was about to happen.
It was too hot, too good, and I had simply wanted it for too long.
“Jesus, Brady,” I panted. “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna—”
And then it was happening. Hard and fast and with an intensity that made my vision blur for a moment as my orgasm rushed through me.
I gasped, resting my head against the wall behind me, finally able to close my eyes.
I opened my eyes again to see Brady still on his knees in front of me, face contorted in ecstasy as his own orgasm overtook him, spilling out over his fist as his entire body shuddered.
It was a beautiful sight to see, a fantasy come to life, and I could barely believe that I’d been lucky enough to actually experience it. It would’ve been easier to convince myself that it had all just been a dream. A wonderful, amazing, hot-as-hell dream that I never, ever wanted to wake up from.
But when Brady opened his eyes and smiled, finally getting to his feet and pressing his hard body against me again, it made me realize all over again that Iwasn’tdreaming. It wasn’t just some unbelievable fantasy.
That had really happened. We had really gone on a date. Brady had really looked at me with all of that heat and lust andneed.
And even though I didn’t quite know how to process all of that information, and sure as hell didn’t know what it meant for the two of us going forward, for the moment it was just enough to know that it was real. That it had actually happened.
That for once, one of my dreams really had come true.
Chapter Thirty-One - Brady
