My dick hardens and when I try to speak, the words come out deep and gravelly. “I’d like to see that video some time.”
“I’ll bet you would.” She trails a finger down the center of my chest. “Play your cards right and you just might. It’s part of my personal collection. No one has seen it but me and I’ve watched it many, many times.”
I lower my hands to her ass and pull her flush to my body, letting her feel the effect her words have on me. “You keep talking like that and I’m going to embarrass myself, darlin’.”
She stretches up on her toes and brushes a soft kiss across my lips. “You never have to be embarrassed with me. We’ll figure things out together.”
Fuckin’ right we will. And we’re going to enjoy every damn second.
“I like the sound of that. Can I take you out this weekend? We could have dinner at The Inn and try again.”
The Inn is one of the most romantic—and expensive—restaurants in town. It would normally be out of my budget, but I can dip into my savings just this once.
Piper deserves the best and I’m going to give it to her.
“I don’t need a fancy date or an overpriced meal.” She holds my gaze and when she speaks, her voice is thick with emotion. “I just need you, Brady.”
It’s all the encouragement I need. I lower my mouth to hers and claim her full lips, pouring the love and desire that threatens to overwhelm me into the kiss. I want to tell her how I feel, but I’ll have to settle for showing her. She’s not there yet, or if she is, she’s not ready to voice it, and I’m not going to pressure her.
Piper will get there in her own time. There’s no need to rush.
Not when we’ve got all the time in the world.
When we finally break apart, her lips are red and swollen, her chin pink from the brush of my beard. She’s never looked more beautiful than she does in this moment as she cups the back of my neck and whispers, “What do you say we try again right now?”
26
PIPER
“Right now?”Brady’s eyes darken, his pupils blowing so wide the whiskey irises deepen to a rich cinnamon.
“Yes.”
I want him, and I want him now.
My core clenches and the hollow ache between my legs intensifies.
This is it. I’m finally going to have sex. With Brady.
The thought of his cock filling me sends a fresh wave of arousal to my pussy and my panties grow damp. I’ve never wanted a man the way I want him and though this is a big step for both of us, there’s no one I’d rather share it with.
I trust Brady.
With my body and my heart.
I was hurt by his reaction to my Fangirl site, but I understand it now. Perhaps better than he realizes, because it’s taken two years of therapy to fully face my own insecurities and gain the confidence to love myself exactly as I am.
“If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right.”
He cups his hands under my ass and lifts me into the air. I instinctively wrap my legs around him as he carries me to the bedroom with ease. His eyes never leave mine and there’s such tenderness in his face that I feel my chest expand with a rush of emotion.
“I can’t believe this is finally happening. I’ve thought about it so many times…”
My words trail off as Brady deposits me at the foot of the bed, my body sliding down the length of him. He’s only got about eight inches on me, but it’s enough. My pussy slides over his cock, a delicious tease that delivers a zing of pleasure straight to my brain.
“You and me both, darlin’.”
His slow drawl is more pronounced than usual and I don’t hate it. In fact, I love that he’s as enamored with me as I am with him.
