My teeth graze the sides of his erection to add a sadistic tease to his mounting torture, and he covers his face with a pillow momentarily before answering, “Yeah. We’ll leave soon.”
“Thank you. I’ll see you when you-”
Brazen drops the phone to the hook, and then he jerks me up to kiss his smiling lips.
“You’re so fucked now,” he growls.
“I hope so,” I murmur against his lips, and the flames inside his eyes are almost real when he hears my daring remark.
He jerks me under him, and his lips find my nipples before he thrusts into me.
“Really fucked,” he mumbles into my mouth, and my lips move over to graze his skin lightly.
“Prove it,” I dare, and he slams into me over and over to prove he has taken the power.
It’s so fucking hot to see a controlled sex freak Brazen, and I love his badass self. His hand slides over my throat, and I pull it to my mouth to pretend as though I’m going to bite. My blood bringers nick his skin too much, and his blood does enter my mouth accidentally. The unexpected fire shoots through me, and I moan out when he thrashes into me with more need.
“Fuck,” he grunts, and he jerks me up to be against him.
His thrusts become violent and erratic, and it feels phenomenal. I gasp each time he surges in, and it feels so good that my tears form for new reasons. The erotic adrenaline pumps through my veins, and I feel his hips slamming between my legs with more power than I ever knew he had. I just thought I had been fucked by him until now.
I scream out as my climatic moment explodes around him, and I feel his delicious warmth filling me before his body collapses to me. His lips continue to devour mine, and he smiles against my lips.
“I didn’t mean to bite you without permission,” I murmur softly.
“You have my permission to take my blood any-fucking-time you want to, baby. That was incredible,” he gushes.
I laugh a little, and he reaches down to pick up his clothes. He grabs me to his body and kisses my head before pulling his pants up, and I grumble a little at his perfect body being covered up.
“I feel like we’ve started all over, and I’m just now getting to know you for the first time,” he murmurs gently before pulling me into his lap.
“We are starting over, and you are just getting to know the real me,” I snicker out.
He doesn’t laugh like I do, and he tilts my head up so my eyes are forced to stare into his serious ones.
“You never had to keep anything from me, baby. I love every inch of you - inside and out.”
I smile while blushing lightly, and then I snuggle into his chest a little more.
“I don’t want to go to back - especially not now. I just want to lie here in your arms and shut out the rest of the world.”
He gives me such a sensual kiss, and then he playfully slaps my ass before standing up and pulling me with him.
“We have to go back, and you don’t have to shut the world out. I’ve got your back,” he chirps, and I laugh at his juvenile behavior as his lips stroll back over mine before pulling my shirt on for me.
“I want to be held,” I pout while exaggerating the pucker of my lips, and he grins far too big while rolling his eyes.
“I’ll hold you all the way to Seminole, and then I’ll hold you all night. Then… I’ll hold you everyday after,” he smoothly releases, and damn it’s so fucking hot.
I huff, “I drove here. You can’t hold me, and it’ll hurt both of us to lose closeness right now.”
“You really think I’m letting you out of my sight?” he playfully rebuts. “We’ll take my car, and I’ll send someone to collect the one you drove here.”
“Your car? You rode a bike into Hershian.”
He smirks deviously, and then rolls his eyes while tossing me my pajama shorts I put on with a begrudged motion.
“You wanted to ride the bike, didn’t you?”
