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Brandon eases me onto my back to make his way down my neck. He begins laving at the hollow where my neck and collarbone meet, and a moan escapes.
“Oh, fuck, Ava, don’t you know how those moans of yours drive me crazy?”
No need for words. The effect I’m having on Brandon is digging into the top of my thighs. Still, I can’t resist him.
“Show me,” I say instead.
I’ve never seen the man move so fast. Before I can blink, Brandon adjusts my legs on his shoulders and dips his mouth down, fusing his hot, full lips on my neck.
“Yes,” I breathe, needing more of his tongue on me. I thrust my breasts up, desperate for his attention.
“Brandon, please,” I beg. I open my eyes and see him staring down at my naked chest.
Then he has the nerve to laugh at me. “We’ll have to work on your patience.”
“Another time,” I exclaim louder than I meant to.
Brandon puts me out of my misery and returns to his meticulous handling of me.
I squeeze my eyes shut when he begins playing with my nipples simultaneously. The wetness spreading through my middle grows slicker at his touch.
Then Brandon dips downs and pulls the distended peak into his mouth, and my hips try soaring off the bed.
Brandon’s tongue feels incredible on me, and I’m desperate to feel this way all over.
He switches his attention to the other nipple, and the stars I’d seen last night return. Trailing kisses down my stomach and dipping his tongue into my navel.
That’s until Brandon sinks lower onto his haunches, puts his face against my sex, and breathes in.
“I wonder if you taste as good as you smell,” Brandon says seconds before his tongue flicks at my clit.
Brandon doesn’t stop there, increasing the pressure by switching from licking to sucking at my sex. Guttural moans escape from me.
It hurts so good, and I can’t take it anymore, right when he stops.
“You’re wicked,” I say when my breathing slows down and I can form sentences again.
Brandon only laughs at me before moving back up my body. “Promise I’ll make it up to you,” he says as he stretches my legs apart again and positions himself at the entrance of my sex, slowly entering me, inch by torturing inch.
Pushed to the hilt, I stretch to adjust to his dick. Then Brandon begins pistoning his hips and forcing my own to meet him thrust for thrust.
His sex stretches me further with my hips angled upwards and my legs on his shoulders.
“Deeper, Brandon,” I say, moving my hands down to his hips, sliding over his firm ass, spurring him on.
“Come for me, Ava, like you did last night,” he whispers in my ear. “I won’t make you beg this time.”
Brandon’s words push me over the edge. The orgasm slowly ripples through me, and I feel his own hot release blossoming through me.
Brandon’s not in any rush to move from on top of me, and I relish the feel of his warm, sweat-soaked skin on top of my own.
The only sounds in the room are our rapid breaths and the sounds of the city aroundus.
My phone buzzes so hard it nearly topples of the dresser, but I’m too languid to even want to reach for it.
When it starts up again, Brandon speaks between catching his breath. “Maybe you should get that. If it’s Asher, he’ll be calling me next, worried as always.”
My brother is the last person I want to think about while lying here with a hard and naked Brandon in my bed.
