Scarlett bent over him, licking his neck as she continued to grind against him. Suddenly, he gripped her hips harder and forced her to still.
“I’m about to come, and I don’t want to yet.”
She grinned into his neck. “I don’t mind if you do.” She wanted to givehimpleasure now.
“Imind,” he growled.
Before she knew what was happening, Brayden had rolled her onto her back. He hovered over her, holding his upper body up with his forearms, which rested on either side of her. Scarlett wrapped her legs around him, grasping him as closely to her as she could. He kissed her as he drove into her again—slowly at first.
The way he made love to her, so unhurried, had her completely undone. Sex was so different with him. She wanted it to be like this always.
She grasped at him, dragging her nails over his strong back and moaning as she encouraged him. “You’re so good, I can’t… I need it harder now—”
He thrust harder, faster, possessing her as he slammed into her. She clenched on his cock, wanting to keep him and please him.
“Fuck, Scarlett, that’s so good. I can feel you—” Brayden pulled out, and she hated the loss of him. But then, as he continued to hold himself above her with one arm, his thumb was at her entrance and on her clit, gently circling as he slid all the way into her again.
Gasping, she melted into the bed. His thumb teased her clit with her own wetness, and she was lost as he moved in her.
“You look like you want to come again, sweetheart. Can you come again for me like a good girl?” he whispered.
His words alone almost drove her over the edge.
“I think so.” The words came out in a raspy voice she hardly recognized as her own.
“That’s right—come on my cock. Come for me. I don’t care how long it takes.” He thrust into her again as if to emphasize his point, causing her to cry out. “I love fucking your sweet pussy, and I can’t stop till you come for me.”
Scarlett had never been more aroused, her whole body begging for release. She wanted to be his good girl and come for him. His deep voice and those words, paired with the unrelenting pleasure of his hand and his cock, his scent—it all pushed her over the edge again. Scarlett moaned his name as she pulsed on his length. A wave of bliss flooded through her core as she came.
Some part of her had sensed—hoped—sex would be special with him, but she’d never dreamed it could be this good.
When she opened her eyes, he was staring down at her. “You’re gorgeous when you come.” He’d pulled his hand away but was still moving in her slowly.
Jax and Nori were above Brayden’s shoulders, circling each other in the dark.
“You’ve ruined me for anyone else.”
A wicked smile spread across his face. “That’s what I was going for, beautiful.”
“I want you to come too,” said Scarlett.
“Where do you want me to come?”
“Inside me,” she said without hesitation.
Her words seemed to undo him completely; he moved in her like she belonged to him. She wanted to. She wanted him forever.
Brayden pounded into her. Just when she was sure it couldn’t get any better, he gripped the headboard behind her and tilted her pelvis up to keep thrusting, reaching a new depth inside her. She let out a low moan as pleasure rolled through her, deepwithin, and she came again.
“Another orgasm? Whatwasthat—?”
Brayden went rigid and slammed his mouth against hers as he spilled himself inside of her. He collapsed on top of her, panting hard, and Scarlett grasped him to her, wishing she could hold him in her like this forever.
I’ll love you till the day I die.
The sudden and complete certainty of the realization shocked her. Tears spilled from her eyes as she took deep breaths, still underneath his comforting weight.
Brayden leaned back, a cocky grin on his face. But when he saw her expression, his brown eyes searched her face. He slid off, taking her into his arms.
