I moved our hands together. “And I think this one is Cassiopeia. Looks like a zigzag.”
She sighed. “So pretty. How do you know all this?”
“It got lonely at night when I left home. I stayed with friends for the first year, couch surfed, but then I rented this hole-in-the-wall studio apartment, and I was on the top floor with roof access. I was used to wide-open spaces on the farm, and the seclusion and small quarters started gettin’ to me, so I spent a lot of nights up there, thinkin’ about life. About the mistakes I’d made and how to fix ’em.”
“Dixon,” she guessed.
“Dixon.”
“Are you scared to see him tomorrow?”
“Not scared, but I’m nervous, I guess. He says he’s sober. I hope he is, but he hasn’t been in a long time. I hated myself for thinkin’ this, especially since it was partly my fault, but I didn’t like the man my brother turned out to be. Just talkin’ to him on the phone grated my nerves. I spent a lot of years wishin’ he’d just buck up and get over his shit, you know? That’s what I did.”
“Maybe he didn’t know how.”
“Maybe, but it wasn’t right for me to expect that from him in the first place. Men grow up thinkin’ that havin’ a hard head and manning up when things are down is what the world expects from us. And if we can’t do that, then we aren’t really men. It took me a long time to understand that that’s just not fuckin’ true. Dixon needed somethin’ from me I didn’t know how to give. And it wasn’t money.”
Chapter Thirty
Roxanne
“He needed my care and compassion,” Brand said, “but I didn’t give it to him.”
We lowered our hands, and I slid mine over his jaw, rubbing softly over the stubble there. I held him, looking into his eyes, judging what I found there. All I saw was love and regret. He still blamed himself for how his brother’s life had turned out.
“You will now.”
He smiled. “I will. Tomorrow, we’ll find him, and tomorrow, if luck is on our side, my little brother and I will talk. But tonight under the northern stars, I have the most beautiful woman in the world in my arms. That ain’t somethin’ I’m willin’ to waste, so spread your legs for me, Roxanne.”
My entire body shivered at his command. The shakes started in my chest and moved to my arms and then my legs.
Brand moved between them, his big hands running up and down my ribcage, creating heat and anticipation. “I love you,” he said. “I don’t know how it happened so quickly, but it’s this vast, tremendous thing inside my chest, and the only way I know how to stop it from breakin’ me apart inside is to have you in every way that I can. In every way you’ll let me. I need to be inside you, every part of you.”
Lifting the mysterious accoutrements from the bed, he rose above me on his knees, and my eyes flared when I finally saw what they were. A gasp slipped between my lips, but my legs widened and my heart began to race, and I couldn’t hold back the moan rushing out of my mouth.
He opened a condom packet that had lain hidden in the bedcovers and sheathed his cock with it, then slathered lube all over it with the palm of his hand, tugging his hardness and letting the lube ease the glide.
Heat flushed through me, and my asshole twitched at the sight. I was ready. He lubed the skin-colored dildo with a nifty little clit-massaging attachment, then lowered it between my legs and slid it inside me. When he pressed a button and the dildo began to buzz, I moaned and the clit attachment made me jerk in surprise.
Now who’s a mewling bomb in his bed?
He pushed the dildo in and out slowly, the tickler doing its job quite nicely as it hummed and vibrated against my clit, and I braced myself for the impending invasion, but I already knew I’d love it. If Brand was the one filling me and making me come, it didn’t matter how he accomplished it.
I wanted him, craved every single thing he needed to do to me, and I wanted to give every single thing he asked of me. He was right about the trust. I trusted that he wouldn’t take too much and that he wouldn’t hurt me, and he trusted me to accept him and his kinks and to tell him what I wanted and needed.
And now he was trusting me to hold his secrets safe.
“I need to fill your body completely. I need you to feel me everywhere, and I will make you come so many times, the stars in the sky won’t compare to the light you see.”
“Yes, baby,” I said breathlessly as he leaned over me, his hands beside my arms on the bed, and he pushed the head of his cock inside my ass. I was relaxed, so turned on, and so in love with him that my body accepted what he gave me. There was barely any resistance. “Take me. Take everything you need from me. I belong to you.”
A sexy smile curved the edges of his lips. “Forever found us, beauty. We weren’t even lookin’ for it, but the night knew what we didn’t, and now she’s guidin’ us home.”
Morning came way too soon.
My body ached in places I didn’t know could ache. But the pain was delicious, and feeling the tightness and the well-used throb of certain orifices and muscles only made me want Brand again desperately.
Waking up beside him was delicious too. I hadn’t told him, but I’d never done that with a man before. The motel didn’t count since Brand hadn’t had his own vehicle to get away in, but the men always ran, took what they wanted from me and then hit the road.