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Chapter 30
I woke up the next morning with wide rays of sunlight streaming through my bedroom window. It was the one time of day where the light managed to slip between the brick buildings my window faced, and they landed directly on my eyes.
The other side of my bed was rumpled and empty. Brandon was nowhere to be seen.
I rolled to my back and stared up at the ceiling. The rest of the night had been a blur after Brandon had taken me home and we had continued "celebrating" my vacation well into the night. Perhaps it was that, or the copious amounts of water I'd drunk in between mind-bending orgasms, but I wasn't nearly as hungover as I should have been.
My door opened, and Brandon backed into the room carrying a tray of drinks and food. I was hit with a sense of déjà vu. How many times had I dreamed exactly this while we were apart?
His broad shoulders filled the small doorway, a golden expanse of muscle, clad as he was in just a pair of boxer briefs that clung to every perfect curve of his ass.
"Did Eric get a look of you like that?" I asked as I sat up, not bothering to hold my sheet against my naked body. With Brandon, I had no shame. "I'm pretty sure seeing his boss in his underwear would qualify as awkward and uncomfortable."
"No. But I'm too damn hungry to care anyway."
Brandon turned around as the door shut, revealing a tray loaded with tea and bagels. His hair stood out in a wavy riot around his head; vaguely, I remembered clenching that mane a lot last night, urging him on as he feasted on my breasts and other body parts. I shivered and blushed.
He looked down at my bare breasts and the pink rising over my skin, and his friendly smile turned savage, a change also evident in the bulge in his briefs.
"On second thought, breakfast can wait."
Brandon set the tray on my side table before he crawled over the bed and completely covered me.
"Good morning," he murmured as he caged me against the bedding, positioning his long body over mine.
Considering what was currently pressed between my legs, it was a very good morning indeed. I grinned into his lips. He teased my mouth open with his soft lips and twisted his tongue around mine.
"Fuck," he murmured. "It just never stops, does it?"
"What's that?" I asked before he dove in for another kiss.
"The wanting," he said as he licked and nipped at my neck. "You. Always."
I arched into him, luxuriating in the feel of his big body.
"No," I said as my hands found their familiar clutch in his waves while his mouth moved lower to pull the tip of one breast, then the other. "It doesn't."
His reached to tug his briefs down, and kicked them and the sheets off the bed before situating himself between my thighs. I winced slightly as he entered me.
"Too much?" he asked, although by the look on his face, it wouldn't have really mattered.
"It's fine," I breathed, and grabbed his ass to push him further in. "But you're not wasting time, are you?"
"I can't wait," he said with a shudder as he slid fully in. "You feel too good."
His hips moved lazily in slow, languid circles, taking time to enjoy the friction of each movement. Covered by his wide shoulders, his lips on my neck and cheeks, I luxuriated in the feel of him. Of us. There was nowhere else.
"I want to try something," he whispered in my ear. "I need...fuck, Skylar. I need all of you."
He turned me over, pushed into me again from behind once, twice, before he pulled out and tugged my hips up toward him. I tensed as I felt him nudging a bit higher, just at my other entrance, the one that pretty much no one had ever touched. Actually, scratch that––no one at all.
"What––what are you doing?" I stuttered, although to my surprise, my hips pushed back instinctively.
"All of you," Brandon murmured again as he moved away and teased me with a finger. My whole body shuddered. "Will you let me?"
"I...you..."
I couldn't speak as inch by inch, he eased himself into the unbearably tight space.
