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“Don’t,” he growled, causing goose bumps to rise all over my skin. “No one is here. You just focus on what I’m doing to you.”
His hands floated down to settle over my breasts, cupping each one briefly, as if to measure their weight.
“Watch my hands,” he murmured. “Watch the way I touch you. Watch how your body responds.”
Obediently, and barely able to breathe, I followed his orders, completely rapt as his thumbs brushed feather-soft over my nipples, causing them to pebble in delight. He sighed with satisfaction, and seized the tips between his thumbs and forefingers, tugging and twisting gently. I gasped, mired in the pleasure and pain of his touch. Brandon hummed with appreciation, tugged more so I leaned toward his waiting mouth.
His teeth clamped lightly over one nipple, and I squeaked at the thrill. He took his time, teasing and nipping, rolling the tight, tender nub between his teeth while his fingers continued their torture on the other side. My hands tangled in his hair when he switched to the other nipple, merciless until I was writhing.
I reached down to the hardness pressing through his shorts, but he released my breast from his mouth and jerked my hand away.
“No,” he said firmly. “I said you have to watch. You can touch my face, hair, shoulders to hold on, but that’s it.”
He returned to his work at my nipple, and I grasped ineffectually at his hair and rolled my hips, looking for a friction I couldn’t quite access. His fingers continued to alternately tug and pinch until he switched sides again.
“Easy, baby,” he murmured at my breast.
As he went back to his work, his hand slipped lower and found my clit.
“Aaah!” I cried at the contact, but continued to watch him at my breast, watched his mouth take me in further as his thumb found a steady rhythm.
“Brandon…” I moaned as he bit yet again, just hard enough to make me jerk.
As I teetered on that delicate edge of pain and pleasure, an orgasm surged through my body. I collapsed and bit his shoulder back while I shook in his arms. He released my breast, but his thumb continued gently rubbing until my body stopped shaking.
Lightly, Brandon nipped at my neck, waking me.
“Good?” he asked. “I think that was a record time for you.”
“Mmmm,” I groaned. “You’re getting better at that than I am.”
He shifted. I could still feel his desire pulsing between my legs.
“Your turn,” I said as I sat back up.
I took another kiss that tasted of coffee and turbinado sugar. With a big arm around my waist, Brandon tugged me closer.
“You don’t…I wasn’t trying to…” he muttered as I tried to tug down his shorts. “Red, aren’t you sore?”
Finally, he lay free and heavy in my hands, and I greedily situated myself over him, wincing slightly as I helped him inside. We both sighed with content as he found his place, buried completely within me.
“A little,” I admitted as I removed his shirt. “But you still feel good.”
I moved, allowing him to find a bit of friction. His brow furrowed as if in slight pain himself, but he pushed even deeper. His hands slid up my back and pulled me to his chest as we started to move together.
“Tell me again,” he murmured against my lips.
“Tell you what?”
“Tell me you love me.”
Oh. I pushed up so I could see his face. His muscle was warm under my hand. I stared straight at him without blinking.
“I love you, Brandon,” I said. My heart skipped—out of fear or passion, I couldn’t tell. Most likely a bit of both.
He shook slightly as he pressed even deeper. “Say it again.”
I hovered my face above his so we could breathe each other’s scents and enjoy the warmth of each other’s bodies.
