After she’d come a few more times, she tried to push me away. “Stop. Please, Brandon, it’s too much.”
I removed my fingers from her dripping center and continued to lap at her lazily, letting her come down slightly.
“Damn, Brando. You can eat some pussy,” she said breathlessly.
I grinned against her skin. “Baby, I could eat this pussy all day. Fucking delicious,” I growled before standing up.
She looked cum drunk—her eyes glassy and hooded, with a lazy smile plastered on her face. “Get up,” I ordered. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
Her eyes widened, but she complied. Slowly moving tostand on shaky legs. I wove my hand into her hair, giving her a firm tug to angle her face towards mine. She smiled up at me before I attacked her mouth with mine. The kiss was ravenous, as if we were two starved people, hungry for each other alone. My other hand reached around her to bring her closer. My dick was so hard, begging to be released from the confines of my jeans.
I broke our kiss and spun her around suddenly, causing her to let out a small gasp. I placed a hand on her back and pushed her chest down onto the table. After briefly making sure her freshly tattooed skin wasn’t up against the table, I kicked her legs out slightly. She arched her back, pushing her ass up towards me.
“Look at you, Sweetheart. So ready for this dick, aren’t you?” I kept one hand on her back and used the other to free my cock.
“Yes, please, Brandon, I want you to fuck me,” she professed, without a hint of brattiness. I removed a condom from my pocket and opened it with my teeth before rolling it over myself.
I leaned down over her, my chest against her back, and breathed into her ear, “Hold on, baby. I’ve been thinking about doing this all damn day.”
15
LEXI
Fuck me.I’d been wound so tight all day, and with one swipe of this man’s tongue, I completely unraveled. Brandon licked me until I begged him to stop, then bent me over the table where he had spent the day tattooing me, and fucked me within an inch of my life. Seriously, it wasthatgood.
After what felt like my millionth orgasm, I got the fuck out of there in true Lexi fashion. The last thing I needed was to give Brandon the wrong impression of me and my intentions. We had discussed the rules, but I needed toshowhim I meant them with my actions. If what Daphne said about him was true, I didn’t need to be sending this guy mixed signals. I didn’t want to lead him on and end up being the heartless bitch who broke the nice guy’s heart.
Heartless?Was that what I was? I mean, I loved my mom, and I loved Daphne. I had love for other people in mylife, too,didn’t I?Zoning out at a local coffee shop, waiting for my order, it hit me. My circle was so small. All of this not letting people in shit was keeping me from even making friends. My goal was to not fall in love and have to deal with that heartbreak, but it was also costing me a full and healthy social life. Now that Daphne was joined at the hip with Nathan, my circle was even smaller.
“Dirty chai latte for Lexi!” the barista called, interrupting my spiraling thoughts. I grabbed my drink and went to sit by the window. It had started snowing this morning, and I was excited to take it all in, even though winter wasn’t my favorite season. I preferred warmer weather, fewer layers of clothing, and sunshine, but I could appreciate the beauty of fresh snowfall. The way it coated the city in a blanket of white. I’d be lying if I didn’t secretly hope for a white Christmas every year.
It had been a few days since my tattoo, and I was itching to see Brandon again. As if he could somehow hear my thoughts, my phone chimed with an incoming text from him.
Brandon
Hey, just wanted to check in and see how your tattoo was healing.
Me
So far, so good. That skin stuff is starting to lift. I know you said to leave it for a few days, but do you think it’s okay if I take it off today?
Brandon
Yeah, that should be fine. We should schedule your next session. With Christmas coming up, I want to make sure I get you on the books.
Shit. Christmas.I hadn’t even thought about that yet. I usually spent holidays with my mom or Daphne or both of them, but this year had sort of flown by, and I hadn’t made any solid plans yet. Thanksgiving had been Mom and me and a tiny little turkey. It was perfect, but she let me know she planned on working on Christmas this year, so I needed to find something else to do.Crap.
I was used to being alone and doing things solo, but the holidays were different. I didn’t enjoy being alone, and I needed to figure something out. Worst-case scenario, I could probably pick up a shift at the hospital.
I ignored Brandon’s text and pulled up my message thread with Daphne.
Me
Hey, what are your plans for Christmas?
Daphne
We’re doing Christmas Eve at Nathan’s dad’s and Christmas Day with my parents. I thought you were hanging with your mom?
