I haven’t ever had an orgasm with a man. And while I was terrified initially, now I’m too turned on to slow down.
Brayden unzips my dress and pulls it off my shoulders.
My breasts are now exposed, and Brayden’s hands on them are electric. He sucks on one nipple and then the other until I’m pulling his hair. He lifts his shirt over his head in one swift motion, and my hands immediately go to his solid chest. I run my fingers across his torso and around his ribcage, and he groans into my neck. He pulls my dress all the way off and slides off my panties, and suddenly I’m bare to him. I’m making myself vulnerable in a way I never have before, and I don’t want to put up any more walls. He continues to kiss my breasts as he murmurs against me how long he’s been wanting to touch me. His lips close over one nipple and suck hard, and I nearly come apart. Clutching at his hair, a moan comes up from my throat as Brayden’s fingers trail a path down my stomach and between my thighs.
And now my whole body’s on fire. Oh, God. Brayden’s touching me in a way that I didn’t know was possible. Brayden knows exactly what he’s doing, and he’s so slow and deliberate about it—holy shit. Two of his fingers find their way inside me, and oh my God, I’ve never been this turned on before.
And oh!—now he’s sucking on my nipple even harder as his fingers inside me increase their pace. His thumb presses that spot Phillip never could figure out as if he needed me to draw him a damn map…and oh fuck!, I’m crying out Brayden’s name, loudly because…I can’t stop. I’m going to come. I am coming.Holy Christ.
His mouth shifts from my breast to my lips, and his lips crash over mine as he murmurs, “You are so incredible. So damn sexy. I nearly came in my pants feeling you fall apart on my fingers like that.”
“I’m sorry,” bursts out of me. “You didn’t get a chance to…” I shift so I’m sitting up, and I reach for his dress pants, which are unbuttoned but still on. “Here. Let me take care of you now.”
Brayden’s eyes widen like I’ve lost it. He gently pushes me back down on my back. “You just rock my world, and you’re apologizing? For having an orgasm? Leleila, what kind of guy do you think I am?”
“Um…I don’t know. I thought I wasn’t supposed to…until you know, the intercourse.”
Brayden breaks into laughter. “God, you really are hard on yourself. And we clearly have to rewrite your bedroom rules. So. Rule number one: there are no rules.”
I stare at him. “None?”
His lips meet mine. “None whatsoever. You touch me wherever you want to, however you want to. You let me know what you like and how you like it. And we enjoy the hell out of each other. That actually is a rule: if we aren’t enjoying it—either of us—we say something. Deal?”
I nod wordlessly. This is definitely a whole new world that Brayden Wild is introducing me to.
“Now, like I was saying…” He shifts so he can drag his pants down and off his body, and suddenly I’m staring at Brayden in just boxer briefs. Those boxers hug his impressive hard length without a lot of hiding, and I stifle a moan. His face breaks into a grin. “You’re staring instead of listening.”
“Huh?” I force my eyes up to his, which are filled with amusement. “Sorry. You were saying?”
His lips brush my jaw. “I was saying, now I want to be inside you with a different part of me. But I don’t want to rush you if you’re not ready.”
“We can do that? Have sex after I’ve come?”
He shakes with laughter. “Not onlycanwe do that, but I think you’ll find it quite enjoyable.”
I reach for the waistband of his boxers, and slip my hand inside. When I touch his erection, we both cry out.
“I’m ready to try.” I’m nervous, but I’m definitely ready.
He takes off his boxers and covers my bare body with his own before he starts moving in a way that makes me forget my nerves. Before I know it, he has a condom out. He asks me again if I’m sure, and I tell him yes.
With his mouth latched onto my nipple, causing me to buck my hips in anticipation, Brayden enters me slowly. Inch by inch, he goes deeper and deeper, groaning about how good I feel the entire time. Once he’s fully inside me, he stops and touches my cheek with his hand. “Remember our rule—you tell me what you like and what you don’t. Promise?”
“I promise.”
He kisses me, his teeth sinking into my bottom lip until I cry out in pleasure. And then he starts to move. And shit, I feel like I’m having sex for the first time. The way Brayden stretches me and touches parts of me deep inside that I realize now have never been attended to…I clutch his back like I’ll never let him go.
“Lei. Fuck.” He drops his head and stares into my eyes. “I’m so close.”
I feel close myself, to something I can’t articulate. I don’t come from intercourse, so I have zero expectations about what can happen.
Brayden’s watching me, his breathing uneven and his eyes glazed. “You’re ready.” His voice is ragged as he drives into me harder. “Let go, sweetheart.”
“Bray. I can’t.” I shake my head like I’m doing something wrong. “I’ve never…”
“You can.” His tone is firm. “You are, babe. Just give in to it. I can feel you about to climax. Give in.”
And I do. I was sure I couldn’t possibly come again, but I do.
