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“Brody,” I choke out his name when one of his thumbs rubs over my clit. “Fuck…fuck…”
His other hand slaps my ass. A hard strike that sets me alight. Every nerve sparking and pore buzzing as he licks and nips a trail along my burning flesh. Kissing my ass cheek, Brody traces his thumb to my entrance with a teasing lightness that has my body seeking him out.
“You gotta be quiet, Angel,” he breathes the warning over my hot, pulsing flesh while his hand trails up my back and the other massages my pussy. “If the wildlings wake up…”
“Stop teasing me, then.” A low laugh vibrates from him. “I can’t take it.”
“But you can.”
“Please, Brody,” I plead desperately, “I want you to fuck me.”
“I am.”
Looking over my shoulder, I find his stare just as he bites down on my blazing ass and sucks hard. Just the way he did to my breast. The cocky grin glowing in his eyes is infuriating. Even so, all I can think is how much I want him inside me.
“I want your cock.” The growl pushes through my clenched teeth when his thumb pushes inside me, rubbing while his fingers continue working my clit.
Releasing my ass cheek with a pop, he slaps his hand down again. “Not yet.”
“Now.”
“Not until you come on my tongue, sweetheart.” Before I can protest, he licks through my seam to my entrance, causing me to freeze at the sensation.
Maybe I shouldn’t like it. It’s dirty and forbidden. Still, my body shivers in approval. And when his tongue laves around my entrance where his thumb is filling me, stroking in and out, I bury my head in the leather cushion. My muted cry balls in my throat when Brody pulls out his thumb and thrusts his tongue in its place.
Good fucking God.
My insides are tightening, and there isn’t a single limb that isn’t trembling for him. There isn’t a part of me that isn’t in desperate need of him. Of his pleasure. And the release only he can give me.
I’m overcome. Completely overwhelmed by the relentless fucking of his tongue into my pussy. Incapable of silencing my cries, I push back into his face while I press mine deeper into the couch. Rough fingers sink into my flesh as Brody grabs my ass and spreads me completely open for him.
Every lash of his tongue makes it harder to keep our surroundings in mind. His warning echoes in my head, the words blurring in my ears with the pounding of my heart. The promise of ecstasy rushes through my veins. And then he licks down to my clit, sucking the sensitive nub into his mouth while his thumb thrusts into my pussy and a finger pushes into my asshole.
No warning. No prelude. The brazen intrusion tramples through me. Ripping me apart with an assault of pleasure I can’t contain.
Holy fucking shit.
With my hands clawing at the leather I cry out his name with my string of mangled curses. Unending and breathtaking, wave after wave of my orgasm shatters through me. Until I can’t take any more and my body is limp in his hands.
“Now,” Brody rumbles, kissing his way up my spine. “Now, I fuck you, Angel.”
His shirt falls to the side as he stands, and when he lowers over me, his mouth latches onto my neck. He laves at it while he pulls his shorts down. Brody’s big and hard. His cock bobs heavily between us as he swipes a hand through my pussy.
“I’m going to fuck this cunt while I drink in your screams.”
Tugging my hair loose with one hand, he guides his dick to my entrance with the other. Leaving a trail of kisses over my jaw, our lips meet. His mouth is closing over mine as he shoves inside me, bottoming out with a spark of pain that causes me to cry out as he swallows it down. When he’s seated deep, Brody pauses.
We’re caught in a moment where my heart is leaping out of my chest and into his hands as he cups my breasts. His eyes are closed tight and his breaths are so ragged that they sound like a wild animal’s growl. Everything about him is brazen and raw. The sharp edges he keeps hidden behind the humor cut through me even as his smile tugs at mine and his eyes open. Dark, shimmering pools that tug at me. Beckoning for me to dive in headfirst. And I do.
With a hiss, I savor the fullness of his cock stroking in and out of me. Slow at first. Gentle almost. But his control doesn’t last long. Just like he promised, Brody fucks my cries out of me without reservation, drinking them down one by one.
I knew Brody Spencer was bad news. He’s heartbreak personified, and somehow he’s bringing my heart back to life. With every touch. Every kiss. And every breath I drink from his lips.
It always feels strange drinking at my parents’ pub as a paying customer, I’m so used to being behind the bar. A soft country song plays in the background as Brody pulls me closer and links our fingers. Like every time he touches me, my pulse quickens and I melt into his touch. It’s staggering how much he can affect me with even the slightest contact. It’s almost spiritual, his soul calling to mine on another level.
“Okay, what about this? Would you rather always cry when you want to laugh, or always laugh when you want to cry?” he asks, offering me a mischievous grin as he studies me.
A loud laugh bursts from my lips as I cock a brow at him. “Where do you come up with this stuff?”
