He dipped his head.Not fully.Not yet.Just enough that his lips brushed hers once, a question.When she answered by rising onto her toes, pressing more firmly into him, Brick lost the last of his restraint.
Their mouths met and the kiss that had started slow, turned deep.It was unbearably tender.She slid her hands up his chest and gripped his cut like she needed him to stay right there.
Brick kissed her again, this time with the hunger he’d been fighting from the moment he met her.He cupped the back of her neck with his hands, guiding her gently, keeping her close without trapping her.
Tessa let out a soft sound against his mouth.It was a small, breathy sigh and Brick nearly groaned.
She pulled back a fraction, breath shaky.“Brick...”
He rested his forehead against hers, fighting for control.Fighting not to devour her whole.
“You sure?”he asked, voice barely more than gravel.“Tell me now if you want me to stop.”
Tessa didn’t hesitate, not even a second.That was his girl.
“I want this,” she whispered.“I want you.”
Brick closed his eyes, exhaling like he was releasing years of tension.When he opened them again, his gaze was darker, softer, entirely focused on her.
“Then I’m staying,” he said, quiet but absolute.
She smiled and tugged him gently toward the bed.Brick followed, not like a man giving in, but like a man choosing something he’d tried too hard to deny.
They sat on the edge of the mattress.Her knee brushed his.Her fingers traced the ink on his forearm.Brick ran his thumb over her lower lip, marveling at how soft she was.
He kissed her again.Slower and more intense.She slid her hands around his neck, drawing him closer until their bodies fit perfectly together, warmth meeting heat in a way that made Brick’s pulse roar.
Clothes were discarded.Her soft gasp filled the room when Brick slid his hands up her sides.
He didn’t push, and he didn’t rush.Brick wanted every second of this to be something she chose, fully and freely, without pressure.However, it seemed Tessa didn’t want slow.At least not tonight.
She climbed onto his lap, straddling him, her thighs bracketing his hips.Brick’s breath locked up.His hands gripped her hips automatically, steadying her.
“Tessa...”His voice was a warning.Or a plea, he wasn’t sure.
She threaded her fingers into his hair as she lowered her forehead to his.
“I’m not afraid,” she murmured.“Not with you.”
When her confident and hungry sweet lips found his again, Brick surrendered.
The world narrowed to her warmth, her scent, her soft breaths mingling with his.Every kiss was deeper.Every touch more certain.He touched her everywhere, memorizing every inch of her skin.Her body arched into his, matching him perfectly.
Her name left his lips in a low, rough sound he didn’t recognize as his own.Brick kissed both her breasts, loving how her pink nipples had tightened.He took one into his mouth, sucking on it until she cried out.Brick did the same with the other one, leaving his teeth marks there.
They shifted back onto the bed, moving together in a tangle of whispered sighs and quiet moans and desperate, heated kisses.
Brick kept her close the whole time.He kept one hand on her back, not wanting to let go.Some part of him couldn’t even believe this was real and that she was real.Brick rolled on top of her, straddling her.
Tessa moaned as he spoiled her neck, her breasts, and stomach with kisses.When he reached the valley between her legs, she parted her thighs willingly for him.Tessa cried out as he traced her pussy lips, circled his tongue around her clit.He sucked on the sensitive nub of flesh until she cried out, beautifully crying out in pleasure as she came for him.
But Brick was far from done.He momentarily peeled himself off her, grabbing a condom from his wallet.Returning to Tessa, he lifted her legs over his shoulders.After sliding the condom on, he gazed down at his treasure momentarily.
“I want you in me, Brick,” she murmured.
Brick entered her, slow and steady at first, careful not to hurt her.When he was finally balls deep in her, she let out a groan.
“You good?”he asked her.
