Page 46 of Bad Boys After Dark - Brett
Her lips curved up at the edges. “I’m glad you see that, but my new boyfriend said he bolts when things get serious, so…”
He rubbed his nose along her shoulder, inhaling the lingering scent of their lovemaking. “I’m not bolting.” He nipped at her neck. “I want to be here with you, and if I feel boxed in I promise I’ll tell you. I won’t just take off or end things.”
“Thank you,” she said as he kissed his way down her arm. “Because a girl could get used to waking up to this.”
“A girl?” He dragged his tongue along her side, kissed the dip of her waist and the swell of her hip. “Or you? Because I don’t give a damn about anyone else.”
She squirmed as he kissed his way over her hip to her backside. “Me.”
“Damn right, you.” He gave her ass cheek a gentle bite.
She gasped, then glared at him. In the next breath, she curled around his body and bit his ass.
“Ow,” he said with a laugh. “You are a feisty girl.”
Holding his gaze, she rolled onto her back and crooked her finger. He loved how she didn’t hold back. Every time they were together he felt closer to her. He grabbed her wrist with his right hand, holding it beside her head as he spread his left hand over her thigh and pinned her to the mattress, then lowered his mouth to her breast the way he knew she loved.
“Brett,” she begged. “I want more of you. I want you in my mouth.”
“I haven’t had my fill yet.”
He leaned across her body and circled her other nipple with his tongue. Then he blew cool air over the wetness. She arched beneath him, straining against his hands. He squeezed her thigh as he grazed his teeth over the sensitive nub and moved his hand between her legs, teasing over her slick center. A long, surrendering moan left her lungs.
“Jesus, Soph. You have no idea how good you feel.” He brought his lips to hers as he teased between her legs. He traced her lips with his tongue and whispered, “I don’t know what I want to do first. Fuck your mouth or sink into you so deep you feel me tomorrow when you’re sitting in your pretty little skirt at work and you get wet just thinking about me.”
“Ohmygod. Now you know that’s going to happen.”
He grinned down at her. “Want to meet me for a quickie at lunchtime?”
She pressed her lips together, eyes wide, as he slipped his fingers inside. She sighed longingly. He fucking loved that sigh.
“What do you say, Soph? The hotel next to your office? I’ll get a room, make you feel amazing.” He sealed his mouth over hers, feeling her body tremble as he loved her. “We’ll shower together. You like naughty showers.” His cock twitched just thinking about being with her in the middle of the day. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted as she panted at his words. “Then I’ll walk you back to work, and later, I’ll take you out for an incredible dinner, wine and dine you so you know how much I adore you.”
Her eyes opened. “I can’t…I’ve never done that in the middle of the day.”
“But you want to. With me.”
His mouth moved over hers, devouring its softness as he teased over the special spot that made her grab at the sheets and cry out into their kiss, her sex clenching. When she panted for air, he breathed air into her lungs.
“More,” she said breathlessly. “More kisses, more you.”
He withdrew from between her legs and spread her arousal on his cock, repeatedly moving his hand between her sex and his shaft until it glistened. “Stroke me, baby. I won’t come, because I want to be inside you when I do, but I need you to touch me.”
Her beautiful mouth spread into a seductive grin. “I like touching you as much as I like kissing you.”
He recaptured her lips, more demanding this time as she stroked him and he loved her with his hand. Their tongues danced to the same beat as their ministrations. His hips thrust, her pelvis rocked, and when she grabbed the back of his neck and rose off the bed, her fingernails dug into his skin. She quickened her strokes, and he felt her body flex.
She tore her mouth away and said, “Come with me,” then crushed her mouth to his again.
