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“They’re beautiful,” I breathe, continuing to trace his tattoos. “You’re beautiful.”
His stare is heady, so goddamn intimate it’s like a stroke along my wet pussy, teasing me with the pleasure that’s coming.
“Unbutton my jeans, Anna.”
He leans back into the couch and watches me get to work. With shaky fingers, I do as he says before taking it one step further. I slide off his lap and drop to my knees between his spread legs. His fingers curl on nothing but air.
It takes little time to rid him of the rest of his clothes. When I’ve finished, I stare up at him in awe. In utter disbelief. He looks like a god, a king in his own right, as he sits above me, powerful thighs spread and roped biceps flexing. I take hold of his knees before sliding my hands up his thighs, over the raised skin of thick scars hidden beneath the dark hair. Leaning forward, I take his hard cock in my hand, squeezing as I stroke up to the tip.
“Christ, Anna,” he groans, throat working with a swallow so thick it’s audible.
I’ve never loved being on my knees for a man before. Never got pleasure from giving a blow job or feeling the throb of a dick in my hand. Not until now. I rub my thighs together, accepting that I’m drenched between them, another pair of panties soiled because of Brody.
My mouth hovers over the shiny tip of his cock for less than a beat before I’m swiping my tongue along it, moaning from the familiar taste of him. I pulse between my legs, no amount of rubbing doing anything to help my ache any longer.
I squeak when he leaps from the couch and takes me in his arms. He carries me to the space before the fireplace and slowly lowers me to the ground, setting me on the soft carpet. His body moves atop mine, and then his mouth is on my throat, my jaw, and lips.
“It’s my turn to taste you,” he says, his tongue sliding along my neck.
I’m nodding, speechless. I spread my legs, welcoming him between them as he makes quick work of peeling my clothes off, piling them somewhere out of sight.
“My gorgeous woman,” he praises, cupping my breasts in hands marked with thick calluses. They scrape my sensitive flesh, my nipples hard to the point of pain. “So soft and warm and mine.”
“Yours,” I gasp when he softly twists my nipple. My cry is loud when his mouth takes over, sucking hard.
Grappling for anything to hold on to, I wrap my thighs around his middle and whimper, “More.”
He trails his hands down my sides, over the bare skin peppered with goosebumps. When he pulls my legs from around him and drops them to the ground, I shove aside the need to hide my nakedness. My wet inner thighs, thick stretch marks, and exposed pussy, there for his perusal. His eyes flare as he stares at me,all of me.A deep, rough noise builds in the back of his throat, and then he’s pushing himself down my body, dropping his head between my spread thighs and cursing.
“Fuckin’ prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. Is all this for me, sweetheart?”
He drags a finger through my slit, his eyes so focused on his task that the fire burning beside us could swallow the house and I doubt he’d notice. My teeth tear into my bottom lip as he dips his head and nips at my inner thigh before taking me in his mouth. He sucks just once on my swollen skin and then brings his finger back to explore.
Another sweep through me, and then finally, a slow, torturous circle around my clit. I jolt, my back arching off the floor, thighs spasming as they press tight to his ears.
“Taste like heaven too,” he moans before he’s darting his tongue out again, this time lapping at me.
I believe his words, believe that he truly likes what he’s doing, and that drives me insane. Out of my mind. My blood burns. I’m hot, hot, hot.
“I’ve never—” I start before my confession dies in my throat.
He slides a finger inside me, twisting his wrist when he pulls it out in a way that gives him room to bring his mouth to my clit. I can’t think, let alone speak, as he flicks his tongue over it, his pace quick and confident. My stomach soars when he teases me with his teeth, the feel of them cool on my overheated skin.
“Never what, Anna?” The question rumbles across my clit.
My eyes drift shut, my hips lifting as I chase his mouth, wanting more and more and more. “Never come like this. Please let me come, Brody. Please,” I whine.
“You’ll come like this. I won’t fuckin’ stop until you do,” he growls.
He becomes a man on a mission. Possessive hands flatten on my thighs, pushing them further apart, spreading me even wider as he plunges a second finger into my heat and sucks so hard on my clit that his cheeks hollow.
“Yes!” I cry, nails tearing at his shoulders.
I’m half-feral, coiled so damn tight. The pressure between my legs grows, the promise of pleasure so close I can almost taste it. His fingers piston inside of me, brushing an untouched spot every time he curls them just right.
“Right there. Keep touching me there. Oh, my God,” I ramble, half out of my mind.
“That’s it. That’s a good girl. Let go for me,” he groans, flicking my clit again in a perfect rhythm.
