Page 81 of Forever Finds Us
Not Brand. He wanted and needed me at his side, and that knowledge filled me fuller than his cock had last night.
I’d had no idea what I’d been missing by never allowing anyone to take my ass. The orgasms! Jesus. I had no clue I could come that hard that many times.
I tried to be quiet. I promised I would, but the entire yurt community was now quite aware of how much I liked butt sex, double penetration, and the feeling of being stuffed full of Brand’s cock and a dildo at the same time. Everyone in a two-mile radius had to have heard me chanting and begging, “Yes! Again. Fill me again, Brand. You feel so good inside me. Tap that ass!”
In fact, I’d probably screamed it loud enough for the entire state of California to hear.
Just thinking about it made me wet again.
Unfortunately, the impending, emotionally wrought conversation Brand needed to have with his brother kind of eighty-sixed that idea.
But when I rolled onto my back, eyes still closed in satisfied bliss and feeling with my hand for the hard, hot body I’d slept curled up against all night, Brand wasn’t in the bed.
“I’m right here, good girl,” he rumbled from the other side of the yurt.
Cracking an eyelid, I spotted him with his laptop open in front of him on the dining table. Coffee waited for me in an “I Love Yurts” mug, and a plate of what my nose told me was bacon and eggs sat opposite my boyfriend on the table.
“Is everything okay?” I nodded to his laptop.
“Yes,” he said, and he lifted his “Golden State” mug for a sip of coffee. “Just checkin’ emails while I waited for you to stir. I received an interesting one though. Someone heard about the job bid I won for the new housing development in Wisper, and they offered to take the contract off my hands for a very nice price.”
“Really? Is that usual, for someone to email you out of the blue and offer somethin’ like that?”
“It’s not usual, I wouldn’t think, but it’s not unusual.”
“Are you interested?”
He shrugged. “Dunno. Maybe.” He laughed. “If I did sell it to this guy, he could work with Gina Scott. She’d hate that.”
A wicked grin grew on my face. Oh, I liked that idea.
Brand chuckled, and I asked, “What time is it? Have you already showered?”
“It’s eight thirty. And yes, though I hoped you’d hear me and wake up so I could take you in the shower, but you were dead to the world.”
God. Why did everything that came out of his mouth have to be so sexy?
“Hm. I wonder why.”
Morning light coming in the roof window bathed him in its buttery warmth, and it highlighted his face for a moment, drawing my eyes to his freshly shaven cheeks and chin and the smile lines around his mouth.
“Come eat,” he said. “There’s a small diner on the property, and they sent me back with fresh coffee and eggs for you. The woman workin’ the grill said she thought you might need it this mornin’.”
I sat up, groaning and covering my face with my hands. The blanket pooled around my naked hips, but I wasn’t embarrassed to show my body to Brand. He loved it. He’d kissed and fucked all of it last night over and over again.
“Oh my God,” I groaned. “I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life.”
“There’s no need for your embarrassment, Roxanne. You’ll never see these people again. The important thing is that you enjoyed yourself.” He closed the laptop softly and turned toward me still in the bed. “Did you?”
“Did I enjoy myself? Are you seriously askin’ me that right now? Is it somehow possible you missed me screamin’ your name and beggin’ you to fuck me again?”
He rose slowly and crossed the yurt, his height making it feel small, when in reality, it was bigger than any hotel room I’d ever stayed in.
When he climbed over me on the bed, Brand murmured, “Would you like me to fuck you again now?”
He yanked the comforter away, letting it fall over the edge of the bed to the floor, and I lay back into the soft cocoon of the mattress and pulled him with me. He took my nipple into his warm mouth. He licked it, fluttered his tongue around it, and I ran my hands down his back and squeezed his ass cheeks, tugging him closer and feeling his hard cock rub my naked body through his jeans.
“Yes,” I said. “I would, but I think we have more important things to attend to today.” He dipped his head, lowering it into the crook of my neck and kissing me there. “Brand? What’s wrong? Have you changed your mind? Do you not want to find Dixon? We came all this way.”
