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Her lips parted to speak, but she hesitated.
“You have to be able to talk to me, sweetheart. That’s how this works.”
“I know.” She lowered her gaze. “I’m trying to figure out how to say it.”
“Look at me, baby,” he said gently and tipped up her chin. “Just say it.”
“Okay. Well, I haven’t had sex, not really, and you’ve had a lot of it. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, and what if I don’t like the things you like or what if I’m not any good at it? Like, the blood thing—what the fuck was that?” She only paused to take a breath.
Good girl.
That Katelyn felt comfortable enough to talk to him about this was just what Brendan wanted. It. Was. Everything. It meant she trusted him and he needed that from her.
He kissed her. Brendan grabbed her face and kissed her hard.
“Don’t worry about the blood thing, baby—it’s not my thing. I won’t ever say no to period sex, though.” He winked.
“What is your thing?”
“You.” He spoke against her skin and kissed her forehead. “We’ll figure out what our thing is together.”
Brendan slid his hand beneath her hair to grasp the back of her neck and held her mouth to his. She opened for him and his tongue met hers. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough of her sweet mouth.
“All your kisses are mine.”
He lifted the sweater she wore over her head, tossed it to the floor, and gazed at creamy swells of flesh heaving inside pink lace cups.
“These gorgeous tits are mine.”
With a flick of his fingers, he unhooked her bra, and the lace fell away. Ever so lightly, his thumbs brushed her nipples. He felt her thighs clench where she straddled him.
“Fuck, Brendan,” she whimpered.
He tweaked them and twisted them, pinched them and pulled them until she rocked on his lap.
“See how sensitive your nipples are?”
She nodded and rocked. His dick throbbed in his jeans beneath her.
“I love that.” Brendan kissed and licked her swollen nipples. “You know what? Mine are too.” He reached behind him and pulled his shirt off. He took her hands and placed them on his pecs. “Go on. Touch them. Pinch them.”
She was hesitant at first. Light touches with the pads of her fingers. Brendan watched her pupils flare as his nipples hardened to small beads. Katelyn grasped them between her fingers and squeezed. His cock surged and he groaned.
“Bite them if you want,” he encouraged her. She was licking his nipples just like she had in his dreams. “See how it works, baby?”
Katelyn bit him then, gently, but it was enough. Brendan pushed her back onto the sofa, unzipped her jeans and yanked them down her legs. Her pink lace panties matched the bra on the floor. He slid his hand inside. She was soaked.
“This pussy is mine.”
He took her hand and held it on the hard bulge in his pants, rubbing back and forth.
“And this cock is yours. Do whatever you want with it. The what or the how doesn’t matter. I’ll love it because it’s you doing it. Understand?”
She nodded again.
“Words, baby. I need to hear you say it.”
“I understand.”
