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“Not too much,” I growl. “Come for me, Beautiful.”

I don’t let up. I keep licking… sucking… biting… Until she freezes under me. Just as her release crashes over her, I thrust two fingers into her, curling them forward. Her hands dive into my hair, pulling as she writhes under me, riding out the wave of pleasure. I let her legs fall to the bed as I continue pumping my fingers into her, dragging out the aftershocks of her orgasm. I kiss my way up her body, pausing to bite her breasts before continuing my journey until I’m kissing her deeply and she’s moaning at her flavor on my tongue.

“More,” she pleads mindlessly when I break the kiss to take a breath.

“You like your flavor, Beautiful? It’s my favorite,” I tease, licking my lips slowly.

When she nods, I pull my fingers from her and rub them on her mouth, coating her lips in her own juices. She sucks my fingers into her mouth as she reaches down to push at my boxers impatiently. As soon as my erection springs free, she wraps her hand around it. I thrust into her hand, groaning as she guides me into her. I snap my hips forward, burying myself in her before going still to give her body a chance to adjust while she sucks and licks my fingers clean.

“Good Girl,” I praise her when she rolls her hips under me.

She purrs when I run my fingers into her hair, gripping it tightly as I start to pump into her. She rolls her hips to meet every one of my thrusts and I know I’m not going to last long.

“Shit, Skyler. I’m close. You feel so good,” I mumble into her neck as I thrust harder.

“You too, Brady. Don’t stop. I’m… I’m close…” She moans loudly, rolling her hips faster when I drive into her harder.

I feel my orgasm cresting and I try to hold it off until she’s ready to come with me.

“I’m right here, Beautiful. What do you need? I’m…ahh.”

“Bite me,” she gasps. “Please.”

I turn my head and latch onto her neck, right where it meets her shoulder.

“Yes! Ohh… God… Brady!!” she cries out as we both lose our rhythm and leap together.

I kiss and lick her neck to ease the sting of the bite as we shake through the aftershocks. When I’m afraid I’ll collapse on top of her, I roll us so that she’s laying on top of me as we catch our breath. She snuggles into me, and my arms go around her, holding her to me as I run my hands up and down the silky skin of her back.

I must doze off because I wake up to her kissing my chest. When I shift under her, she crosses her arms over my chest and rests her chin on them to look at my face. She smiles and I’m lost in her gaze, smiling back as a run my hands through her wavy hair.

“Bubble bath?” she whispers.

I roll her onto her back and jump up to go start the bath as she follows behind me, giggling.

“Icanrun my own bath, you know?” She giggles.

I turn to face her with a stern glare after getting the water started, but she just keeps giggling. It’s infectious and even though I try to keep my commanding stare, it slips, and my mouth starts twitching as I fight the smile trying to break free.

When her giggles turn into a full-on snorting laugh at my expression, I let it go and laugh with her. When her laughter settles into a teary-eyed smile, I reach down to lift her up and set her in the bathtub before climbing in behind her.

Chapter 29

Skyler

Brady and I spent yesterday lounging around and making love all over the apartment. Devon finally went back to work at Gamer Haven now that I’m home and doing okay. Tracey worked with Chelsea and Jenny at the coffee shop. They picked up pizza on the way home so we could all eat, play video games, and stay up way too late. Just like a bunch of normal college kids. It was heaven.

Now, I’m headed into my appointment with Dr. Anderson while Brady waits in his normal seat in the small waiting room.

“Skyler, you look so well.” Dr. Anderson smiles as she guides me into the office. “Now, tell me. How were your first few days home?”

I take a seat and smile back at her. “They were great. Everyone threw me a surprise party when I got home on Friday, and I went to the mall with Brady, Devon, and Tracey.”

She nods. “That seems like a lot. How did you feel?”

“It was a lot, but not too much. It was exhausting, but I rested and took naps when I needed to. I didn’t get overwhelmed or overly anxious. I felt relieved that I was able to still enjoy normal things like that after what happened. I still can’t imagine going back to the coffee shop though, even though I really want to,” I tell her honestly.

“Well, like we discussed before, that is going to take time. Don’t push yourself into doing something you’re uncomfortable with. Listen to your instincts. One step at a time,” she reminds me, making me smile.

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