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“Half-way down my throat?” she scoffs, never breaking eye contact. “You give yourself way too much credit.” “There’s the Sierra I met outside Sinners. You’re sexy when you’re pissed.”
“No,” I reply, my voice becoming raspy and strained from the unreleased tension building between us. “You’re one of the sexiest women I’ve ever seen. No matter what you say or do.”
Her palms move to my chest, laying flat and firm before she's pushing me, my back slamming against the wall. I smile against her lips when she slides her fingers under the fabric of my shirt and drags them up my skin, touching as much of me as she can, as if she forgot the feel of my body. The air between us crackles, charged with pure sexual frustration. I want to take her right here, right now.
regardless of how bad my cock wants to slip inside her hot walls and fuck her until she can’t stand straight.
Without breaking the kiss, I spin us around and box her in, letting myself completely consume her space like she has mine. She gasps, head falling back against the wall when I move my thigh between her legs and untangle my hands from her hair, planting them on her hips.
She’s soaked, I can feel her beneath my jeans and I groan. “It’s taking everything in me not to fuck you right here, Sierra. I want you riding my fingers, coating my hand in your cum before you take every last inch of my cock inside you until you come again. I don’t want you to be able to walk without feeling the ache between your legs that I created. Let me take you home.” It’s a need disguised as a plea, one I hope she buys into before I spend the rest of my day jerking off under cold water to the image of her and everything I plan on doing with and to her. She has me in knots, impossible to
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will be calling her. Preferably sooner rather than later. She can count on that.
“Baby? What are you doing here?” I bite my tongue and whip around to stare at Braden as he walks up beside me and confidently slides his hand around my waist, pulling me flush up against his side. He’s so tall that I have to tilt my head to meet his stare as he settles beside me, palming my hip with splayed fingers. There’s amusement in his eyes, like this is all pure comedy to him, and it has my shoulders relaxing.
I feel Braden’s hand slide into mine, our fingers interlocking as he looks down at me curiously, a softness in his eyes I haven’t seen before.
We need to get to the car. I know I need to get us warm, but when I move my hands to her hips and pull her flush against me, I don’t think my legs would move even if I tried. A set of furious shivers rack through my body, but I’m not sure if it’s from the cold anymore.
The only thing I care about right now is how good her chest feels pressed up against mine and how badly she makes me want to be inside of her. Whether it be in a public bathroom, my bed, or outside in the pouring rain, I can’t get enough of her. I could spend all day with my mouth against hers.
My mouth waters at the sight of her naked body. My cock hardens in my jeans, feeling near painful with how tight they have become since becoming so heavy and wet from the rain. Her breasts spill from the top of her cream-coloured laced bra, needing to be let out and held firmly in my eager palms. I swallow the space between us and reach behind her, unclasping and throwing her bra away. Without preamble I grab her hips and pull her to stand in front of me as I sit on the edge of her bed. Leaning forward, I catch her nipple in my mouth, sucking and biting at the rosy bud.
But I reach up and collar her throat before she has the chance, refusing to let her look away from me. Her eyes widen with both shock and a hot flash of need that makes my grip on her tighten. “Eyes on me.” It’s an order, not a request, and it doesn’t take long for her to understand, nodding once. “Good girl.”
Every primal instinct is begging me to take us both to the floor and slide inside of her. I’m desperate to feel her hot pussy gripping my shaft like its very own lifeline,
her. She needs to remember exactly what it feels like to have me buried balls deep inside of her in case she ever thinks of letting anybody else between these smooth thighs.
My tongue dances just above the band of her underwear, still holding her glazed stare before I rip the thong down her thighs and yank her forward until she straddles my left thigh. She gasps, surprised by the move but recovers quickly when I grip her hips and drag her toward me, making her clit rub against my leg and her juices coat my jeans. Her hands rest on my shoulders as she steadies herself before dragging her bare pussy toward my knee and back again, beginning to ride my leg, using me to get herself off.
Watching Sierra fall apart on my leg is too fucking sexy to interrupt. “That’s right, baby,” I praise, watching her teeth sink into her bottom
“Make that pussy come. Soak my leg before I fuck you.”
“Where?” I say the words against her neck and she shudders, leaning into me further. Pulling back enough that I can pinch her nipple between my fingertips, I pull it roughly and she moans her approval. “Is that enough? Or do you want both?” I pinch her other rock hard bud and pull just as hard before twisting them both in between two fingers.
Her hands slip from my shoulders and I move to catch her before she falls to the floor. I can't help but attack her neck again, leaving no skin free of my lips as she rides out her orgasm on my thigh.
Moving my hand between her thighs, I drag a finger along her drenched slit and groan. With her cum coating my fingers, I slip them in my mouth and suck them clean while she watches with heavy, lidded eyes. “You taste better every time I taste you.”
I pin her in place with my hips, grinding my cock against her hot pussy and growling, “I need you so bad, Sierra. I fucking ache to be inside of you.”
I back off the bed long enough to shove off my jeans and briefs. My cock is hard and heavy between my legs as I move above Sierra, nearly losing it from just the heat radiating between her legs when I press against her. I slip a finger between her folds and rub a knuckle across her sensitive nerves before rolling it between my fingers. Sierra arches her back, pressing hard against me.
haven’t been this turned on in my entire
When we’re together I fuck for her, not me. I want to fuck her to the point my name will be the only one that ever leaves her lips again. Not because she’ll miss me, but because she won’t be able to think about another cock stretching her hot cunt the way mine has.
As if needing to prove a point to myself, I grip my shaft and thrust completely inside of her, keeping my eyes locked on her tits as they jolt from the sudden movement. She gasps, hands searching my body for something to grab and steady herself with but I don’t wait. I pull out almost completely before plunging back in.
She feels hot, tight, and like something I could become addicted to if I let myself fall down that hole. My thrusts are savage, unrelenting. There’s nothing personal about the way I fuck her. Like she’s nothing more than a willing body. The nostalgia of it washes over me. I grind my molars.
Her pussy quivers around me and I know she’s about to come. The pressure at the base of my spine says I won't be far behind her. Throwing her other leg over my hip, I fuck her harder. My balls slap her ass and sweat beads between my brows and on my chest. “I need you to come for me, Sierra. I need you to coat this cock in your cum,” I groan through clenched teeth, fighting to keep from taking her mouth and stealing her moans as they barrel into me.
“Oh, and you’re lucky I’m on birth control, dickbag,” she adds, each word laced with venom. I feel the colour drain from my face and my shoulders instantly sag with guilt. I’ve never once had sex without a condom. I’m sure there are quite a few in my wallet right now, too. I just didn’t fucking think about it in the moment.
“Shit, Sierra. I think you’ve ruined me for anyone else.” He’s nearly beaming, his expression so calm and collected, so at peace,
“I’m guessing your explanation for the other night falls in the category of things you do keep to yourself, huh?” He turns his face into my palm and kisses the warm skin once, twice, and a third time before letting out a shaky breath. His chocolate-eyes are warm yet guarded as he watches me with an obvious curiosity, like he’s trying desperately to dissect my thoughts, and burn with something unforgiving and almost possessive.
need to walk you inside, okay?” he asks firmly, and I open my mouth to agree but he cuts me off before I start. “Don’t bother arguing with me either. I just want to make sure you get inside safely.”
wrap my arm around Sierra and slide her behind me, not appreciating the way he looks at her.
She’s behind me again and starts to run her hand up my spine, the tight, bunched-up muscles there relaxing slightly.
The second Sierra leans up on her toes, both hands gripping onto my right bicep like it’s the only thing keeping her grounded, and presses her lips to the top of my shoulder in a short, sweet kiss,
The sigh that escapes my mouth when I peer down at Sierra rattles me. She clings to my side like an adorable, Sierra sized koala bear, and I feel a piece of me crack wide open at the sight, baring that small, yet significant part of myself to her whether she realizes it or not. There’s no mistaking the feelings that have begun flapping away in my chest. Yet I can’t find it in myself to run and hide from them. I realize now that I want them. I want her. Not just for one night, but for every night. I don’t want to drive her home after fucking her raw. I want to fall asleep beside her warm, naked
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Sierra tenses briefly before relaxing again. I almost steal a look at her, but choose not to. I don’t think I’m prepared for how I’ll feel if my slip of tongue impacted our relationship negatively. It’s better not to know.
I wrap an arm around Sierra’s waist, as if on instinct, and pull her tight to my side, palming her hip in an attempt to calm myself down before I do something I don’t want her to see.
slam the door in his face and turn around just in time to catch Sierra as she jumps into my arms.
Braden catches me without difficulty, capturing me beneath strong arms as I wrap my legs around his waist and thank him by placing my lips firmly on his. I thank him in a way that feels so much deeper than with common, expected words. He carries me toward my bedroom, shifting us so my butt is perched on his left arm, the move not surprising me in the slightest. Braden’s biceps are the size of my thighs. With his now free hand, he grips my nape, tilting my head and deepening the kiss. A sudden wave of appreciation has my skin buzzing and belly flooded with a few sets of flapping wings.
From the bulging of the veins living in his forearm to the flex of his bicep when he swung, I was a goner. I’ve wanted to pounce on him from the second he called me his woman.
"Cold?" He pulls back and grins broadly, his dimples making a beautiful appearance. Brown eyes slide from my face to my chest then back again.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” The words are firm and content. I don’t have to wonder if he means them, because as I continue to stare, half expecting to find his eyes drowning in regret, there’s only a fierce sense of contentment shining back at me.
There’s a trust there that has my neck warming and my lips spreading in a silent gasp. With a deep groan he’s hovering above me, knees on the other side of me and hands gripping the headboard. I arch up into him and take his mouth, distracting myself from the feeling of heaviness that’s fallen over us.
An involuntary shudder works its way up my spine. “Stay with me, my little fighter. We’re not done yet.”
My lower lip slips between my teeth when he groans in my ear. “Always so wet for me, baby.”
"That’s right. Let me hear you. Tell me how good I make you feel.”
“Answer me, baby. Tell me how good I make you feel and I’ll feast on that sweet, wet pussy until you beg me to stop,” he demands with a sharp twist of his fingers.
“That’s it, baby,” he coaxes, drawing out my orgasm like magic with a jab of his tongue inside of me. I sob unintelligible words as white-hot pleasure shoots through my body. My muscles tense, thighs shaking and squeezing around Braden’s head as he keeps fucking me with his tongue, letting me ride out my high on his mouth. The intensity of my orgasm has drained my energy, leaving me exhausted.
“You’re gorgeous when you come.”
