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“Dangerous game you’re playing, Darling. You want to stop, tell me…” he whispers, kissing below my ear. “To. Stop.”
“I can’t,” I moan out. He snatches my thighs in his hands, tying my legs around his waist. My mouth connects with his. Desperate kisses have our teeth clashing. Hunger has his teeth biting. Passion has my hands in his hair, pulling.
He grips my chin, turning my head to the side, biting on my neck, teeth piercing my skin, sinking deep. The act feels claiming, causing me to melt into the doorframe. I moan, squeezing my legs around him tightly. I feel needy with sexual tension. Raw with desire. I never wanted anyone the way I wanted him. He buries his face between the swell of my breasts. Licking and sucking on the bare flesh. Marking every exposed skin with bruising hickeys and teeth marks. My body is on fire. Exploding from thirst. Grabbing his cheeks, I bring his mouth back to mine, nibbling on his pillowy bottom lip. Tasting his tongue. Coming undone with the sparks it sends to my brain.
Like an addict, I want more. His hard dick grinds into me. Hard and punishing. Creating friction I have never felt before, pulling my eyes closed as my body shakes.
“Fuck, Rayne. Your body is so responsive to me. Tell me.” His hand rubs me through my panties. “Does she respond to everyone like this or is this all me?”
“All,” I moan, an earth-shattering orgasm taking over, pooling and dripping down my thighs. “You,” I finish.
I wasn’t stroking his ego. I have never felt something so life-changing, so explosive.
He chuckles as my head falls against the doorframe, my chest rising and falling.
“I’m not even close to being done with you.”
I go to respond when Briggs bangs on his door. “Let’s go, Rayson. Got shit to discuss.”
“Fuck,” Branson curses. Pulling out his phone, he points it at my neck as he wraps one hand around the silken skin, snapping a picture.
“What the heck?” I push on his chest.
“Relax, your face isn’t in it.”
I scoff, wiggling down his body, a little mortified at what I had done. Who I’d done it with.
I slip on my long t-shirt dress, then pull off the stockings and heels and grip them in my hand.
Branson grabs my face. Pushing my hair back before stroking it with long, skilled fingers. “Come back later?” He looks from one of my eyes to the other. Settling on my lips, his head dips, but I step back.
“I don’t think so. I had fun, though.”
“You had fun?” he deadpans.
“Yep,” I pop the P, and walk to the door.
“Are you fucking teasing me right now, Darling?”
I give him a confused look.“I have no clue what you mean, Darling.” Smirking, I open the door. “See you around, Lexington.”
Chapter 7
@RayneMarshall: “Can I make a suggestion? No? Cool, thanks.”
Rayne
This fur chair is begging to be my least favorite spot.
“Tell us what you think about the camping trip.”
Smiling, I push a strand of hair behind my ear. “I think that this will be the one thing I accelerate at. I can’t imagine anyone in this house knowing how to camp. Glamp? Definitely. Camping? No way.”
“Can you tell us about the new trending couple name?”
“Rayson? It’s definitely a catch, I’ll give them that. But there is nothing going on there,” I say with an eye roll.
“How do you feel about Tori’s reaction to the name?”
