Page 62 of Bronco

“Did you want the kiss?” I can barely get the words out. “Or did I fuck up?”

He braces one palm against the wall next to my head. “You’ve no idea how much I wanted it.”

I don’t care what he says, I don’t want him to stop. “So prove it.”

He cups one side of my face. “You’ve got a mouth on you.”

“Don’t I know it.”

His mouth crashes to mine once more and this time, the moan sounds feral. His mouth is perfect; soft, sweet and sexy, all rolled into one. His tongue finds mine and I feel it deep in my core. My nipples pebble and he lowers one hand from my face to cup my breast.

My breath hitches as he sucks in air. “You feel so perfect,Princess.”

I squeeze his biceps, unable to keep my hands off him. “So do you.”

“Whatever happens, we’re always gonna be best friends, you have to promise.” He stares at me, and even in the dull light, I see the earnest way his eyes twinkle.

“I promise,” I whisper. “Always. It’s just sex.”

He crashes his mouth hungrily, pushing his body flush against mine, and that’s when I feel the steel rod pressing into my stomach.So, he really does have a nine inch cock.

“These tiny little sleep shorts,” he says in between kisses. “And this tiny little tank top? If you’re tryin’ to give me a fuckin’ heart attack, you’re goin’ the right way about it.”

We’re all hands as he lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his waist, his cock digging into me as I clutch onto him for dear life. “Yes, Bronco,” I cry when he kisses my neck roughly. “Right there.”

He’s heading for my bedroom, and when he bounces me on the bed, I know there’s no going back now. I want this. I want this more than anything.

He stares at me from his standing point, and I sit up, pressing my hands into the mattress. “Come here,” I coax. “I want you, Bronco. I want all of you.”

He presses one knee to the bed, and it dips as his eyes find mine. I know that after tonight, we will be irrevocably changed forever, and I’m okay with that.

Right now, I just want to feel his body wrapped around mine. I just want to be enveloped in his warmth, his safety, his love. Even if it’s on a friendship level. Isn’t that better than with some guy I don’t really care about?

“Remember what I said about vanilla?” he whispers. His voice is so low and sexy, I can’t even form words. I just nod. “I lied.”

He crawls over the top of me, and my breathing is so ragged, I can barely contain it.

I’m about to have sex with my best friend. This is a big deal.

Don’t overthink it. Enjoy it. Enjoy him.

His mouth finds mine, and it drowns out any doubt I ever had about fucking my best friend.

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BRONCO

My cock pressesagainst the thin scrap of material posing as sleep shorts, and I’ve no idea how I’m gonna control this, because what I want to do is take my time. I want to devour this woman like she’s my last meal; use my mouth for her pleasure, giving her what she needs. She deserves that much.

I kiss her neck, my hands finding her breasts as I knead them, enjoying the weight of them as she wriggles underneath me, then yanks her tank top over her head. I lean up onto one hand and stare down at her bare breasts.Holy fuck.

“Perfect,” I mutter. Like I expected anything else. I rub my thumbs over her nipples as she groans. I lower my head to suck one into my mouth and her nails dig into my back. It sends a surge of heat straight to my straining cock. Could this woman get any more gorgeous?

I suck her nipple hard, laving it with my tongue as I pluck the other with my fingers. She tries to rock against me, and I know she’s gonna go off like a firecracker, but then something digs into my knee and I groan. Digging around, I hold up the tiny bullet shaped object and frown.

“What the fuck is this?”

“Oh God!” she pants, attempting to swipe it out of my hands. “It’s uh, it’s nothing…”

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