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“From the meteor shower?”

“Yeah,” Brady blindly reached for my hand. “I’m exhausted.” I leaped over the couch and snuggled up to him. I rested my head on his chest. He ran his fingers through my hair. It made me shiver. “Did you get a nap in?”

“Yep.” I hugged his waist. “You hungry? Maybe it will perk you up.”

“I grabbed a sandwich from the quad,” He looked up. “I’m sorry, babe. Were you waiting for me to eat?” He lifted his head.

“No, I’m not hungry,” I felt the pout on my face.

“Then what’s wrong?” He pinched my lower lip.

I crawled onto his lap and straddled him. He was tired, but his cock was wide awake. “I’ve been thinking about this morning all day.”

“Oh yeah?” He hugged me to him. “What have you been thinking?”

“Mostly how I couldn’t wait to do it again,” I rested my head on his shoulder. “But you’re tired.”

“Well, my legs are shot, but we can give it a try.”

I sat up and rocked against his cock. “Yeah?” Brady nodded and ran his hands up my thighs, inside the legs of my shorts. “Okay,” I leaned back. “You sit right here. I’ll do all the work.”

He chuckled. I leaned in and kissed him. I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I liked taking control. I ran my hand through his hair and pulled on it. He groaned and his cock got harder. I reached into his sweatpants and pulled him out. His cock was beautiful. The skin was warm and soft to the touch. Pre-cum leaked out the seam. I ran my thumb over him.

He winced and deepened the kiss, then broke it off. “Condoms in my backpack.”

“I’m on it.” I leaned over the back of the couch and grabbed his bag. Before I could right myself, Brady had pulled my shorts down.

“What are you–– Oh,” The air left my lungs as Brady kissed my center.

“Foreplay,” He ran his fingers though my folds and spread my wetness as he opened me. “Although it doesn’t appear you need it.”

“I’ve been ready for you all day.” I stared into Brady’s eyes as he sucked my clit into his mouth. I rocked against his face. My legs shook.

Brady pushed a finger inside of me and smacked his lips on my pussy. “You taste so good.”

I gasped. “I thought you were tired.”

“Not too tired to taste you.” Brady nibbled the inside of my thigh and my legs shook again.

“Come here.” Brady guided me onto my back on the couch. He spread my legs, rested one on the back of the couch, and scooted between them. He swirled his tongue around my entrance before plunging two fingers inside me. He did the same move around my clit, keeping me right on the edge. The pressure was either not enough or too much. Combined with his knuckles rubbing against my g-spot, I was going mad. He knew exactly what he was doing.Tired, my ass.

When I was about ready to push him away and finish myself off, he sucked hard right on my clit. “Oh, my God.” I gripped a handful of his hair and held on tight. I exploded on his tongue with his fingers deep inside of me, moving in short thrusts. It was all so perfectly executed. Brady Hale knew how to play me in the best way.

“Hey,” Brady removed his fingers and stroked his cock with my juices. “Don’t conk out on me now.”

“Not a chance.” I scrambled back onto my knees and fished the new box of condoms out of the bag. “Aw, did you buy these for me?”

“Yeah.” He pulled my sweatshirt over my head and squeezed my tits. I moaned and shifted on his lap.

I broke open the box and condoms flew everywhere. We laughed. I grabbed one and opened it and slid it down over his cock. I lifted myself and placed him at my entrance and sat down.

“Oh, fuck,” He groaned the word as I settled in his lap. “You feel so good.”

“So good.” I repeated.

“Don’t move.” He held my hips. His head dropped back and he bit his lip.

I squeezed my pussy around his cock, sending little shockwaves through my core.

Brady grunted. Slowly, his hips rocked, and mine did the same to match his pace. I watched him move inside of me. He was fully clothed while I was naked. It struck me how vulnerable I was to this man, yet I felt powerful.

People called Brady serious and intense, a bad boy.

He was none of those things to me. When I looked in his eyes, I saw hope. I saw my future. I saw love.