My heart stuttered. ‘You can see that?’
He nodded.
The fact that he’d noticed how busy my head was – I threw all caution to the wind and kissed him again, mouths open, tongues tangling. His jaw scruff grazed my skin. I relished it.
He walked us over to the bed and put me down. ‘Take your clothes off and get on the bed, Jess.’
Suddenly I was nervous. I licked my lips. ‘You first.’
He didn’t hesitate. He stripped off his shirt and threw it down. His chest was still magnificent. Wide and muscled, andperfect. Then his hands were on his trousers and I watched with growing anticipation as he stripped them off too, taking his underwear, socks and everything.
I looked my fill. We weren’t in a frenzy now, like the other night. We could take our time. Brodie Montgomery was a glorious warrior.
Narrow hips. A very, very potent and impressive erection. Impulsively I said, ‘Turn around?’
He did, slowly, and I think I groaned out loud when I saw the high, firm muscular globes of his arse. He turned around again. ‘Jess?’
‘I’m just...admiring the view.’
He brought a hand to his cock and I could see moisture squeeze from the head.
I stood up from the bed and with trembling hands I pulled my dress down all the way and stepped out of it. I took off my underwear. I lay back on the bed and Brodie looked at me.
‘You are...stunning, Jess.’
I couldn’t breathe. ‘Brodie, fuck me.’ I’d almost saidmake love to meand I was glad I’d remembered what this was.
He started to come towards me, but then he cursed and disappeared to the bathroom. He came back with condoms. I hadn’t even thought of protection. That’s how crazy I felt.
He looked at one of them and then grinned. ‘Still in date.’
There was a lightness in being with Brodie that I never would have expected, even if he had just made it abundantly clear that this was purely physical. He put the protection down on a side table and then opened one packet. He rolled the sheath onto his erection. Right now I was quite happy to think of nothing but the physical. Emotions were overrated.
I moved up the bed and lay back. Brodie came to the end of the bed again and said, ‘Open your legs, Jess. I want to see you.’
No guy had ever done that. No guy had ever really wanted to look at me. I opened my legs, hesitant because this felt seriously vulnerable, but Brodie looked at me and I swear my sex quivered.
‘You are so pretty and pink, Jess. Do you ever touch yourself?’
I nodded hesitantly.
‘When a guy can’t get you off?’
‘Sometimes.’
Brodie shook his head. He came onto the bed. ‘That’s a crime to leave someone as beautiful as you unsatisfied.’
He was between my legs now and he brought them over his shoulders as he continued advancing. His shoulders were wide, stretching me. His head was between my legs now, breath feathering along my inner thighs.
Was he going to... I felt the flick of his tongue against the folds of my sex and that answered my question as eloquently as anything else. My hands gripped the sheet. Even though no guy had made me come with his mouth, I had a strong suspicion that this time –Oh, God –I no longer suspected anything. I knew.
Brodie’s tongue was lapping at me, exploring me with a thoroughness that was frankly dart artistry, and then he proceeded to suck and fuck me with his fingers. It happened fast, again. The climax rushed over me before I’d any hope of controlling it. I’d be embarrassed, but it was as if my body knew it was in good hands and it was busy releasing all of the orgasms I’d denied it by sleeping with guys who didn’t challenge me. Because my walls were up. And no one was getting through. Not even Brodie with his magic tongue and hands and...cock.
Brodie was moving up my body, pressing kisses against my skin. He stopped at my breasts and lavished them with as much attention as he’d just given to my pussy.
As much as I was enjoying that attention, I speared my fingers in his hair and tugged. He looked up at me, his eyes so blue they took my breath away.
‘Get in me now.’ I almost growled.
