Page 27 of Bradi

“I don’t know what the hell your stepmother was on that made her think you were inferior in any way, baby, but she was wrong. Dead wrong. I didn’t sit by gritting my teeth every time I saw Pete put his arm around you for no reason, lady. I think you are the sexiest woman I have ever—”

“You think I’m sexy? Like for real, Janelle? No games.”

He stared down at her. “Doc, I’ve wanted you since the day I met you. You’re all I think about. All I crave.”

“But you’re such a jerk to me every chance you get.”

He sighed. “Because you weren’t mine then, and I wanted to try to keep a wall up between us.”

“Then?” she asked, touching the edges of his mouth.

“Doc, can we just agree that I think you’re so fucking sexy that all I want to do is be in you?”

Her breath caught. “And you won’t run away this time?”

“No, baby.”

She bit her lower lip. “During sex with me, something might happen. Please don’t be afraid of me.”

His lips twitched. “I could never be afraid of you.”

She took control of his mouth with her own and moaned.

*

Bradi was too shocked to do anything other than kiss her back. Marisa’s mood swings confused him, making it hard for him to keep up with them. But he knew the reason for them. Tracing circles around her warm tongue, he let his fantasies take control and he pictured her waiting eagerly by the door of their home for his return, with their child in her arms. It drove him on, fueling his already overwhelming sexual desires.

Running his hands down her body, he slid his fingers into her shorts and cupped her cleft. Marisa bucked against him and bit lightly at his lips. He eased his fingers into her tight body, and she began to cry out. He used his thumb to rub her swollen clit and continued to assault her neck and face with kisses.

“Doc,” he whispered, a confession of love closer to falling out than he’d have liked. “You make me crazy.”

Marisa’s body wiggled beneath his touch and her cries of passion coincided with her sheath squeezing around his fingers. Knowing that she was coming by the touch of his hand left his hard cock oozing pre-come with anticipation. The need to take her was strong, but he wouldn’t push her. When she was ready to let him make love to her, he would—again and again.

He pulled his wet fingers from her body and brought them to his lips. Marisa’s eyes widened as she watched him lick her cream from them. Seeing the excitement in her eyes, Bradi put a finger near the edge of her mouth, daring her to taste herself. When her full lips slid over his middle finger, he nearly came on her stomach. She sucked softly and he couldn’t help but moan.

“Do you like that?” she asked softly, a hint of mischief in her green eyes. He hoped it meant that she wanted more.

“Let me make love to you, Doc.” It was impossible to mask the desperation in his voice, so he didn’t even try. His heart stammered in his chest when she shook her head no.

“Not just yet,” she panted, as she pushed hard on his chest.

Knowing that Marisa would never have the strength to budge him, he played along with her and moved onto his back. She moved over him, sending a veil of long chestnut-colored hair around them. Bending down to kiss him, she straddled his body and Bradi fought hard to keep from coming too soon.

She rocked against his cock, and he could feel the moisture from her pussy soaking through their clothes. “Doc,” he pleaded.

Marisa laughed softy and moved slowly down his body. Tugging his shirt up and over his head, she looked at him like he’d always dreamed she would—with lust, passion, and, he hoped, love.

She spread kisses on his chest as she ran her hands over his body. “You’re so big.”

Bradi chuckled. “Thanks. I think.”

“Mmm,” she murmured as she ran her tongue over his nipple. “That’s a good thing, but it’s a bit distracting all day.”

Sliding his hand into her hair, he tipped her head back. “Is my size distracting? I would have thought you would like that.”

“Because, when I’m not thinking about you wrapping your large arms around me, I’m thinking about the way they’ll look when you’re pumping yourself in and out of me.”

The boldness of her words shocked him. Marisa had always seemed so timid when sex was brought up, but now his woman was blossoming before his eyes.

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