Page 24 of Only You

I was standing in the mirror, finishing my makeup, when I felt him behind me. I glanced into the reflection to find him intently watching me. Brice was a man of many faces, one of which was deadly; however, this one was of appreciation. I also never dressedup like this for him. If he saw me this way, I was entertaining someone else. I smiled at his reaction.

While he stood behind me, taking me in from head to toe. I saw that he wore an outfit similar to mine. It was a black, oversized, boxy weekender shirt that hit him slightly below the waist, paired with medium-washed, wide-leg jeans. His Cuban link chain matched his diamond bracelet.

“Damn.” I heard him quietly say behind me. When I turned around, he bit his bottom lip into his mouth. I found his eyes focused on my juicy thighs, which were on full display. Next, they went down to my shoes. He walked over and knelt, lifting my foot one at a time to his knee. He tied one and the other before gently running his hand from my calf and then up, where he gripped and placed a kiss on my inner thigh. My breath hitched at his gentle caress before he put my foot back down.

“Ahem, you ready?” He asked, clearing his throat and then quickly standing. It was then that I grew frustrated. I wanted him to devour me and act out of control. All the soft touches and sweet forehead kisses weren’t enough. I wanted more. Anything other than what he’d been doing the last six weeks. I didn’t understand how he could so easily push his desires aside. Before we arrived in this space, I could only remember one time when he had a slip of the tongue, and that was the night Jourdan showed up. He had quickly caught it then, too.

Am I that damn easy to resist?

I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind.

“Yeah. I’m ready,” I said, giving him a small smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. I brushed past him, bumping him out of the way, and headed toward the garage. Before I could make it down the hallway, I was dragged back by the waist and pinned against the wall. I could see his hands twitching as I looked down before I lifted my head to look into his eyes. They were heavy with lust, desire, and promise.

Oh Shit! Tay, don’t get scared now.

He began to smile, and it wasn’t a wholesome smile; it was sinister. He was about to lose the control that I desperately wanted him to. With focus, he leaned his face so close that we were breathing each other’s air. I groaned and inhaled deeply as his freshly showered scent and woodsy cologne filled my nose.

“I think you got me fucked up. Don’t ever get confused about how bad I want you or how I crave to have your pussy wrapped around my dick,” he said as his breathing increased. His voice was deep and measured as his breath crawled all over my skin, igniting it under his touch. It was a warning from a bull and I was going to wave my pussy in front of it like a red cape.

“I've been practicing restraint for one year, three months, and two weeks. Ten of those months, I fought to push you to the back of my mind so that I wouldn’t go out and bring your ass back home to me where you belonged,” he said as he pressed his body to mine and leaned in. I could feel his rock-hard dick pressing against my stomach. He inhaled my scent before his tongue flicked out and flattened against my neck, licking from my collarbone up to my chin before it retreated into his mouth.

“Mmmh. You said you didn’t trust me. Well, I didn’t trust myself either. I couldn’t trust myself not to hold back when I knew you weren’t ready. When I knew your body wasn’t ready. Touching you, holding you, and kissing you was a fucking tease. I’m ready to lose my mind over you because you’re mine, Tayla, every damn inch,” he said as his fingers lightly traced over the skin on my thighs finally lighting his prior ignition into a raging fire.

“We’re moving into a new space, and in that space, I want you to know and feel my love for you unequivocally. Trust what I’m showing you,” he said as his hand lifted and palmed around the back of my neck. He pulled my mouth to his, placing a gentle kiss before pausing and repeating the act. He closed his eyes and spoke, his lips still touching mine.

“For the last six weeks, I’ve patiently waited for your body to heal. Baby, the only pain I want you to feel is the ache I’m going to leave between your legs once I’m finally done with you.”

Before I could think, his hand swiftly wrapped around my throat, biting my bottom lip into his mouth. Then he spread my lips, allowing his tongue inside. His swipes were possessive, slow, and all-consuming. He swallowed my tongue with a sensuality that made more moisture pool between my legs. I was soaked and my pussy was anxious to feel the ache he'd promised.

“Mmmm,” I moaned into his mouth as his kiss became more intense. His hands left my face and traveled to the button of my shorts, undoing them and roughly sliding them over my hips. They fell to the floor, where I kicked them to the side. Then he swiftly unbuttoned his jeans. His hand went back to cup my ass and then Iwas lifted against the wall, where I threw my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

As he held my gaze he reached between us and undid the clasp of my body suit dipping two fingers inside slowly pumping as my walls sucked them in. He watched intently as my face filled with pleasure. Once his fingers were completely wet with my essence, he pulled them out and slowly circled my clit. He watched enraptured as he worked to bring me over the edge. I began winding my hips to his rhythm, panting and moaning as I let go all over his fingers.

“Look at you, so fucking beautiful,” he said then brought his finger to my mouth dragging my cum over my lips and down my chin and chest. His tongue licked over mine following the same path as his fingers had licking and sucking every bit of it back off. Then lowered his jeans and boxers enough for his dick to get free.

“Damnit, Tay, you should let me wine and dine you first. I wanted to take my time, and savor your pussy but now I gotta be reckless and fix your fucking attitude,” he said as he lined up with my center. His forehead came to mine, and our mouths both opened as he slowly pushed inside my pussy inch by inch.

“Just shut up and fuck me,” I said breathlessly as I sank the rest of the way down. He chuckled as he fully seated himself inside my tight walls.

“You sure that’s what you want?” He huffed out through rapid breaths as he slowly slid out and back swiftly, filling me to the hilt. I buried my head into his shoulder at his intrusion, bringing my teeth down on his skin. He was unmoving this time as I adjusted to his size.

“Brice,” I whispered.

“Nah, shut up and fuck you right? I asked you if you were sure, and you didn’t object. Now you gotta take all this dick,” he said as he started to move immediately, finding my mouth and snaking his tongue inside to cover his moan and sucking in mine. The intensity of his kiss drew me closer into his body where he found his rhythm stroking deeply in and out of my pussy.

“Damn, Baby, it was worth the wait, mmmm. Your pussy feel so fucking good. Are you gonna keep taking it for me?” he growled as he stroked. Suddenly, my legs were lifted from his waist and hooked over the bend of his arm. My back was partly against the wall, but my ass was suspended and hung where I would swing into his dick. He braced his hands flat against the wall and delivered measured, intense, punishing strokes in and out of my dripping wet pussy.

“I can’t hear you, Baby. I said… Are you gonna take it?” His thrust intensified with each word.

“Yes, yes, I’m gonna take it! I’m gonna take it, Brice.”

“Mmm hmm, I know. With all that fucking attitude you got,” he said as he looked into my eyes, issuing his challenge.

My mouth fell open in pleasure. I couldn’t speak; all I could do was feel. Feel every ridge on his thick dick, feel the moisture from his tongue as he licked down my neck and to my collar bone, feel his breath tickle my skin. I thought I’d felt everything until his teeth pulled my top down, exposing my breasts to the cool air. His mouth found my hard nipples sucking them into his mouth. Then he released it to lick around my areola, returning with a widenedmouth to take as much into his mouth as he could fit. As his mouth moved onto the other, he continued digging into my tunnel until it tightened around him. My eyes closed against my will.

“Nah, Tay. Open your eyes, Baby. I want you to see how good you make me feel.” My eyes popped open to find his eyes heavy and fighting to stay open, and his teeth biting the corner of his lip until he let out a deep guttural moan. The sound went straight to my pussy.

“Mmmmmhh. Cum,” he commanded in a deep timbre that was confident and sure. It was my undoing as I released my cream all over his dick.

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