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“I know.” He dropped down and kissed me. His cock brushed against my clit, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, giving him the chance to deepen the kiss.
He did.
Desire built as we kissed. We’d both only had a few hours sleep, so there was no reason for me to be so awake, much less this…needy.
All I knew was that I still wanted more of Brantley.
Still both naked from the night before, he made easy work of turning me on, traveling down my body in a succession of touches and kisses, from my neck to my nipples and down my stomach. He slid down the bed, taking the covers with him, and parted my legs with a gentle grip.
He glanced up at me seconds before he flicked his tongue over my clit.
My hips twitched. It was crazy, how such a gentle touch could evoke such a reaction.
I threw my arm over my eyes as he explored me with his tongue. He was a master at it—the way he took his time yet brought me close to the brink so quickly was a miracle. He dangled pleasure in front of me only to take it away again, and I both loved and hated that.
Because, when I finally came, it was the best fucking orgasm. And he knew it, because he slid back up my body with a smug smile.
I blushed as our eyes met.
“One,” he murmured, holding my gaze before going back down.
I gasped when he closed his mouth around my clit and sucked, flexing his tongue against it. It was so tender, and I gripped the sheets as heat washed through me once again.
Jesus Christ—he’d been down there ten seconds and already, I was on the edge.
A second one slammed into me. He’d barely done anything, and I was biting my lip to keep from moaning too loudly. He kept his tongue there until I stilled, when he once again leaned over me, this time, with his cock already positioned at my pussy.
He slid in easily, whispering, “Two.”
Note to self: he took a challenge seriously.
Long, slow thrusts into me covered both our bodies in a thin sheen of sweat.
This time was different.
Not like the first time against the wall—and not like last night, where it’d be hard and fueled by pure lust. This time was gentle, almost sweet, and although a part of me wanted it quicker and harder, I knew it wasn’t right.
I knew this was.
This slow, easy sex wasn’t a raw fuck. It was raw emotion, and I felt it in the way that he kissed me as he moved. In the way his fingertips moved across my skin almost reverently.
In the way my heart skipped a beat when our eyes met and I gasped.
In his eyes, I saw something.
It was a mere flash, a shadow passing over his gaze, but before I could grasp hold of it, he kissed me again. Deeper, and he fucked me a little harder, too. Not much harder, but enough that with a raise of my legs, burying himself further inside me with each thrust.
And pretty soon…
I forgot all about it.
***
“Shit,” was all I could say as I pulled up in my driveway.
I was an hour late, and my mom’s car was sitting there. My curtain twitched in the front room, so she’d obviously brought her spare key and let herself in.
I was really hoping to have been able to get in and shower and not have this conversation while wearing Brantley’s t-shirt.
Damn it.
That’s what happens when I have the great idea to have sex and fall asleep right after.
Of all the times the twins could interrupt us, waking us up would have been a great one.
We won’t even discuss the fact I ran out while Brantley was struggling to explain in kid-speak why I was in his bed this morning.
On one hand, I wanted to thank my mom. On the other… No. Not at all.
I got out of my truck and walked toward the front door. Hell, I was twenty-six, and I felt like I was about to get an interrogation about where I’d been all night. Like I was eighteen and past curfew or something.
I actually felt a little shame.
Dear god.
I shut the door behind me. Mom was sitting on my sofa, legs crossed, and her hands resting on her knee.
“Well, good morning,” she said without turning around.
Which was when I looked in the mirror and made eye contact.
“I’m just going to—” I pointed toward the stairs. “Yeah.”
“Kali! Get back here!”
I took the stairs two at a time and slammed myself into the bathroom before she could follow me. Luckily for me, there were two towels on the rail.
I took my time showering and cleaning up. By the time I finally stepped out from under the water, I was sure I’d never been so clean in my life. I could practically hear myself squeaking with cleanliness as I made the dash into my room to get dressed.
