Page 70 of Take My Heart
I shake my head.
‘I didn’t think so.’ He gets up just long enough to strip off the rest of his clothes, then joins me on the bed.
‘That was fast,’ I tell him.
‘You’ve got me so worked up I can’t wait any longer.’ He moves so he’s over me, his cock between my legs. ‘You still want to do this, right?’
I answer by pulling his face down to mine and kissing him. I love how free I feel right now. I’m not as drunk as I was earlier, but I’m drunk enough to not let my inhibitions stop me from doing what I want.
‘I love your body,’ I whisper over his lips as my hands rake down his back.
‘I love yours too.’
I feel the weight of him as he lowers down, then the tip of him sliding inside me. God, it feels good. I’ve never been with a guy this big. He’s going slow, but with every inch, I feel him stretching me, filling me.
‘You’re huge,’ I whisper, then realize I just said that out loud.
Brody laughs a little. ‘Is that a problem?’
‘It’s just more than I’m used to.’
‘I’ll slow down.’ His body stills and he kisses me, his tongue slipping past my lips.
I kiss him back, wanting more of him, wishing he hadn’t stopped. Then, as if he heard my thoughts, he pushes deeper,until he’s all the way in. He breaks from my lips and kisses the side of my neck.
‘Damn, you’re tight,’ he whispers in my ear, the feel of his warm breath sending tingles down me.
As he pulls out, I lift my chest and feel his tongue flick over my nipple. ‘You have great tits.’ He enters me again, going slow, letting me feel every inch of him as he sinks deeper inside me. ‘When you were wearing my shirt the other night, unbuttoned enough for me to see your tits, I couldn’t stop staring at them.’
I love that I turned him on. I’m also loving that he’s telling me this. Cam never talked during sex, and he got mad if I did.
‘You liked seeing me in your shirt?’ I ask, smiling.
‘Shit yeah. You had me so fucking worked up.’ He’s moving in and out of me, his eyes on mine. It’s sexy, and intimate, and another thing Cam would never do. He’d keep his eyes closed during sex. ‘And then you’re walking around without any panties.’
‘Because I don’t have any.’
He looks at me, that hunger still in his eyes, but it’s more carnal. Wild. Untamed. Like he’s losing control thinking about me walking around without panties. His hips move faster, and with each thrust, he pushes harder. I love that I get to him like this. I love that I arouse this kind of passion in him, especially after being with someone who didn’t want me this way.
‘Can I wear your shirt again?’ I ask, wanting to work him up even more.
‘You do and we’ll be doing this again,’ he says.
‘Then I’m definitely wearing it.’
He groans as his lips go to mine. He speeds up even more, thrusting deep inside me. This is usually where I’d just lie hereand wait for the guy to finish, but this time is different. I feel something, almost like I’m going to come again. Maybe it’s just Brody’s size, the fullness creating pressure.
His hand slides between us and he touches me like he did before.
‘What are you—’ I stop, feeling the sensations building, not believing this is happening. It’s not possible, is it? ‘Oh God!’ I grab hold of the sheets as waves of pleasure pulse through me and keep going. It’s pure bliss, and like nothing I’ve experienced before. It’s never been this intense, or lasted this long.
Brody’s hands move under me, gripping my ass as he pumps in and out of me. I feel his body stiffen, his arms tremble.
‘Fuck,’ he groans as his release comes. He pauses to take a few breaths, then pulls out of me and lays beside me.
I’m so relaxed I could fall asleep, but I’m not sure if Brody will let me stay in his bed. Just because we had sex doesn’t mean he’ll want me sleeping next to him.
‘Get over here,’ he says, putting his arm out.
