Page 54 of Brave


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“Yes, you’re the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“I know that already. Wasn’t my question. Why don’t you let anyone see this side of you?”

She yawns and snuggles closer. “Public nudity is frowned upon.”

“Wiseass.” I lightly pinch her. “Since we were kids you’ve gone out of your way to be seen as prim and proper. You’re not. You’re all kinds of crazy fun. You’re sexy and sarcastic and exciting as hell. We grew up together and I had no idea.”

She’s silent.

The silence stretches on for so long that I start to wonder if I’ve pissed her off. That was not my intention.

Finally, she sighs. “Sometimes I think I’ve spent way too much energy trying to live up to an ideal. Perfect at everything. On an endless quest to avoid letting anyone down.”

“Maybe you should think about whatyouwant more.”

“Maybe. I have a problem letting myself go. I can’t stand being thought of as a disappointment.” She props herself up on one elbow and gazes around the bright room with a vague frown. “Sometimes I don’t like this room. When I was little I would have this recurring nightmare about my father dying and being buried under the stone angel in the West Emerald Cemetery alongside my mother. Even when the nightmares stopped that was still my primary fear for a very long time.”

My arms circle her, partly to keep her warm, partly to chase her shadows away. There’s that unidentified feeling crunching inside my chest again. “I can relate to nightmares.”

She hugs me back. “I know you can, Micah.”

That’s the thing about a girl who grew up alongside you; there’s no need to go to all the fucking trouble of explaining your life history to her. What you’ve been through, what you’ve done, what’s been done to you. Tess already knows about all the ugliest parts.

And yet she’s here with me anyway.

She settles in, curling her body into my side. “You don’t let many people see you either. I had no idea that there was a protective, sweet guy hiding beneath all that muscled ink and attitude.”

I nearly choke. “Think you got the wrong impression. There’s never been anything sweet about me.”

“Oh yes there is.”

“Fuck no.” I roll over on top of her. “You take that back.”

Underneath me, her grin is playful. A second later, I feel her hand on my balls.

Her grin widens. “Make me take it back.”

Her hand squeezes lightly.

I hiss out a breath. I use my knee to nudge her legs apart. “Take your punishment, little girl.”

“Gladly.” She massages my balls and runs her lips over my neck.

“Flip over. I want to see that ass in the air.”

“But I want to drive this time.” She sucks at my skin and wraps her warm hand around my cock. “Please?”

You’ll never hear me refusing that. There’s almost no effort required to seize her hips and pull her with me as I roll to my back. Her prep school skirt, the only thing she’s still wearing, fans out over my hips.

There are more rubbers in my wallet but my wallet is across the room in my pants and I don’t feel like getting it. I feel even less like getting it when she sinks down, taking my cock inside of her.

“That feels so good.” Her head rolls back. “Can you pull out if we keep going?”

Normally, I never wage dirty battles without armor. Sex without a condom is not the kind of risk I’m interested in.

But with her…

I don’t know, it’s just different.

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