Page 37 of Forever Finds Us
“Uncuff me,” he breathed next to my ear. “I need to touch you now.”
My entire body felt like it had caught fire, the gritty, raw sound of his voice like the striking edge of a matchbox. His dominance was what I’d always wanted. Someone to take charge, to control me like I wasn’t the authority in the room.
Someone to make me feel like a wanted woman, and right now there was no mistaking how much Brand wanted me.
I lifted the key from the bed and uncuffed him, tossed the cuffs and key over the edge, hoping I could find them later, and rubbed my lips over his red wrists, soothing them with my tongue and apologizing silently for my earlier disobedience.
His arms and then the heat from his body over mine disappeared. He pulled out, but soon, I felt his lips on my ass, his tongue, and then his teeth when he bit me possessively. He lapped at my hot core, dragging his mouth over the slick slowly.
I shivered and mewled like a cat in heat. Nothing had ever felt so good, but then he straightened and rose behind me on his knees, centering his hard cock between my spread legs.
“Say it,” he commanded, his voice a rule I never wanted to break. “You know what I wanna hear.”
Hiking my ass higher with one hand cupping my pussy, he had me how he wanted me, and he held my body in place with his other hand gripping my hip and punched his cock inside.
I grunted at the punishing fullness, but I smiled. I did know what he wanted to hear. The way my words had made his eyes come alive the night we met and again on the trail the night we’d found Natalie hadn’t escaped my careful notice.
Nor had his need to control everything around him, including me.
Lifting my ass even higher, my pussy grasped his dick and sucked him in deeper. His entire body stilled behind me in expectation, and when my eyes met his over my shoulder, something passed between us:
A reversal of power.
I obeyed and breathed, “Yes, sir.”
Chapter Fourteen
Brand
I came so fucking hard I saw stars and worried for a moment I might lose consciousness.
When she said it— The way she said it, the wanting sound of her voice…
Yes, sir.
Roxanne’s surrender eased my body in ways I’d never felt before. The power. The intimacy. The thought scared me, but I wondered if this was how Dixon felt when he did drugs, because already I was hooked.
And once I’d taken back control, the way Roxanne begged me to make her come?
Fuck.
“What did you just do to me?” I rolled off of her onto my back and pulled her against my chest, my spent cock softening between our bodies.
“Me? That was all on you, sir, and it was hot.” She moaned, her eyes still closed in bliss, and she hitched her leg over my hip.
“Have you ever done anything like that before?”
“No,” she said earnestly. “You brought it out in me. Have you?”
No, but it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced and your obedience made me harder than I’ve ever been in my life.
Shaking my head against her pillow, all I could manage to say was, “Again. I want that again.”
“Right now?”
“Well, yeah,” I said, chuckling, “but I don’t think my body’s on the same page yet. Give it a minute.”
She shivered, the chill in the air making her nipples bead and poke my chest, and I pulled her covers over us and snuggled deeper into her comfort, letting her sweet honeysuckle scent lure me closer. She tasted like wild honeysuckle too.
