Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
I don’t see him as that anymore. I see him as a man I’ve fallen for, and in just these few short days, I’ve given my heart to him, whether he knows that or not.
“Braden.” I say his name softly and he turns around and looks at me. Nothing is said for a prolonged moment, but I can see from his expression he knows where this is going.
His face softens, his chest rising and falling a little faster as he breathes harder.
“Come here.”
I feel every part of my body come alive, as if electricity is moving so fast inside of me there’s no stopping it. But I don’t want to stop it. I want to give Braden everything I am. I want to give myself to him fully.
“The way you’re looking at me…”
I lick my lips, smoothing my hands up and down my thighs, wondering if I can actually go through with this. I know I want to desperately, but I feel so nervous, so unsure of myself in this moment. I’ve never been so bold and brazen before. But with Braden I want to do all those things and more.
“What way am I looking at you?” I whisper, and I hear a soft groan leave him, as if my words inflame him, arouse him.
He takes a step closer and stops when he’s at the edge of the bed. For a long moment we don’t speak, but I can see the heat behind his gaze.
“You’re looking at me like you need something desperately, Macy, like I’m the only one who can give it to you.”
I swallow roughly and force myself to get on my knees, the oversize shirt I’m wearing hiding me completely. “You are the only one who can give it to me.” Those words spill from me before I can stop them. I exhale roughly and grip the edge of my shirt and start to pull it up, removing it from my body and tossing it aside.
There is no going back now.
Braden
I watch everything Macy does, from the way her hand delicately strokes my cock, right up until the moment that it disappears into that sweet mouth of hers and is surrounded by warm, wet heat as she sucks me so tight my balls draw up and I swear I could come right then.
My hand fists in her hair, my hold harsh, my breathing even more so as I move her up and down my cock, pushing toward the back of her throat. She hums around me, her eyes closing, the pleasure on her face clear to see. She loves sucking me. Christ, she treats me like I’m her favorite candy that she’s starving for.
“That’s it, baby. Get my cock all nice and wet so when I ram home inside of you I can go balls deep without stopping,” I command, my voice guttural and so damn hungry it bleeds through every syllable.
I don’t know how I survived without Macy in my life, but I’m never letting her go.
I watch her, hypnotized by the way she sucks my cock, takes it deep in her mouth, her tongue licking along my shaft, humming as she rocks back and forth, giving it all she has.
God, she’s fucking beautiful.
My fingers tighten, and I know I’m a little too rough as I pull her away. My cock comes out of her mouth with a slick, wet popping noise that makes me ache.
“Braden,” she growls, her fingers tightening into my thighs, her fingernails scoring my skin in her hunger, causing a delicious sting of pain to zing up my spine. “I’m not finished,” she complains, her breath coming out in a puff that electrifies my cock.
Jesus, if I don’t hurry I’m going to come before I even get a chance to be inside of her.
“Get up here, Macy,” I bark. Her eyes dilate at the urgency and need in my voice, something I don’t begin to hide from her. I want her to know what she does to me. She rises quickly, putting her knee on the mattress of the bed. I help maneuver her until she’s straddling me, her knees pushing into the mattress and looking like a fucking goddess. “That’s my girl,” I groan, moving my hand down to let my fingers slide against her pussy.
“That feels good,” she moans as my fingers caress the lips, gliding easily in the thick coat of arousal. I push them into her slit, and a fresh gush of juices showers my fingers, making my dick weep. Jesus, she’s so fucking wet.
“It’s getting ready to feel a fuck of a lot better, sweetheart,” I groan.
She’s got the prettiest pink nipples, the color so delicate that it looks like they’re blushing. I run my fingers over them, the hard, little buttons begging to be touched.
I put my hand on her breast, kneading it and then capturing the swollen nipple in my mouth and sucking it against the roof of my mouth while I tease the other one with my fingers. Macy leans down over me, her fingers combing through my hair as she pulls me into her.