“I was kind of hoping you’d forget and kiss me again,” she said.
“I’m determined to show you I can play by the rules.”
Her nose bumped his cheek as she pressed against him. “Rules are overrated.”
“But they are your rules,” he said.
Jayden clenched his hands in his pockets. He could do this. He could withstand the momentary temptation.
She lifted a hand and ran her fingers along his hairline, down to his jaw. Her gaze roved over his face, as if she were searching for something.
“Sorry, rules? I don’t remember silly rules,” she muttered.
Brandi pressed her lips to his. All at once he seemed to lose the fight to stay in his box. His lips moved of their own accord and one hand escaped his pocket. He gripped her hip, wanting to pull her closer. But he didn’t.
Instead, Jayden groaned and turned his face, breaking the kiss.
“Jayden.” Notes of frustration laced with his name.
Brandi cupped his cheek, but he didn’t allow her to turn his face. He closed his eyes and did his best to think about cold showers, numbers, anything that wasn’t her hot, curvy body against his.
“I can’t follow the rules if you chose to do this. It’s not fair, Brandi.”
“Forget rules and just kiss me.”
“I can’t.” He gripped her by her arms and put maybe six inches of space between them. “I wasn’t kidding when I told you that I can be friends with you because I’m thinking about the future. But I can only do that with clear lines.”
Brandi groaned and gripped his shirt with both hands. “Okay, here’s the truth about me. I have very poor impulse control when it comes to something I want. When you aren’t around, I think I can totally resist you. But you’re here, and resisting isn’t a strength of mine.”
“Then I guess it has to be my strength.”
“Or we could both be weak?”
“And give you fodder for cutting me out?”
“I won’t do that.”
“Right now, I don’t think I can believe you.”
“Then let me prove it to you.”
Was he really arguing with the woman he desired most about having and not having sex? Or was this about kisses? Maybe something else? He wasn’t sure anymore.
“Brandi? B...” Jayden needed to say something, but words were a struggle.
“Hm.” Brandi narrowed her eyes.
She grabbed him by the shirt and turned him. Then she shoved at his chest. He stumbled back a step before running into the wet bar.
“What are—”
“I used to tell myself that my weakness was hereditary. I mean, how else do you explain my mother having me? Though at this point I don’t think I can blame her for my decisions. This is all me.”
Brandi leaned in and kissed his cheek. It should have been a sweet gesture, and yet it made his blood pump hot.
Her nimble fingers tugged at his belt.
Jayden squeezed his eyes shut. “Brandi, we—”
“Sh.” She laid her finger over his lips. “The only thing I want to hear from you isn’t words.”
He gripped the bottom of the open wet bar behind him.
What was the right thing to do?
He wanted her, but he didn’t want to play the short game. Then again, they weren’t guaranteed another day. How did he balance timing with what he wanted?
Brandi had no such reservations. She tugged his belt free and had his jeans undone in half the time.
She reached past his underwear and grasped his cock. He gasped, unprepared for the feel of her skin on his. Her warmth seeped into him and every ounce of blood in his body pumped straight to his cock.
His vision hazed as she stroked him root to tip with one hand then the other.
“Fuck,” he muttered.
“That’s more like it.” She sounded so darn pleased with herself.
He sucked down air, desperately trying to find some balance or control. His head spun and his knees wobbled.
Something silky and soft grazed his thigh.
“You sure you want your eyes closed?” she asked.
He pried one open.
Brandi was down on her knees, his cock in her hand, smiling at him.
His mouth dried up and his brain seemed to short circuit because there wasn’t a coherent thought to be had. He watched her and she watched him.
She leaned forward and he dug his nails into the particle board shelf behind him as her lips pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the head of his cock. The heat registered first. So warm and soft. Then there was the wetness of her mouth as she tasted him for the first time. Just a gentle swipe of her tongue, and yet his knees nearly buckled and he gasped at the contact.
Brandi chuckled. He felt more than heard it as the vibrations sank into his skin.
He shivered and shook his head as the urge to bury his hand in her hair became a near need.
She peered up at him through her lashes. She knew exactly what she was doing to him and what she wanted.
Her lips parted and he slid into her mouth. Her tongue rubbed against the underside of his erection. He groaned. He couldn’t help it.
Jayden tipped his head back and squeezed his eyes shut, but that only made the sensations that much more powerful. She had an expert touch, the right amount of suction, the sensual touch.
“Brandi.” He reached for her. His will was only so strong, and she was eroding his control.
Her hair slid through his fingers like silken strands.
He fisted her hair and tugged. She gasped, and somehow even that sounded excited. He shuddered as she enveloped all of him, sucking gently.
“God, you feel... Fuck.”
Jayden curled his fingers through her hair, holding on tighter now. He rocked his hips forward, moving in time with her. His cock hit the back of her throat and he thought his knees might give way. She moaned and dug her nails into his skin.
He pulled back and her eyes opened. She looked up at him with eyes full of lust and desire.
What was he supposed to do right now? Act on what they both wanted? Or play for the future? Did it matter? Could he stay on that path when she was so quick to change the rules?
The rules could shift tonight or in the morning and he could never see her again.
He wanted what he could have, and if right now was what he got, he didn’t want regrets.
Jayden wrapped her hair around his hand and tugged.
Brandy rocked forward.
He grit his teeth against the exquisite pleasure.
Brandi gave over her tightly held control. She practically flung it at him, letting him guide her movements. At the same time, thrusting into her mouth was one of the better experiences in his life.
All too soon he felt a prickling at the base of his spine. He opened his mouth to say something, but the orgasm came on so swift he didn’t get the chance. A strangled cry escaped his lips right before he came.
Brandi held onto him. Her head bobbed, but that was it. She remained right where she was, his cock in her mouth, while pleasure seemed to shatter the world and remake it brighter and fuller this time.
The last shudder left him spent and boneless. The only thing keeping him upright was the cabinet at his back.
Brandi leaned back. His cock fell from her lips and he winced. At this point everything to do with that region was too much.
“You...” He searched for the next word, but came up empty.
“Are amazing?” She flipped her hair over her shoulder and smiled. Grinned was more accurate.
Jayden shook his head and offered her a hand. She took it and stood on her sky high heels while he tucked himself back into his clothes, though fastening his jeans seemed beyond him.
Brandi tilted her head to the side, watching him, but said nothing more.
They were two people with complicated feelings and plans for their future. The question now was, did either of them have a place for the other? And could those pla
ns shift? Or were they set in stone?
He reached out and took her hand, hooking their fingers together.
One side of her mouth hitched up.
That mouth...
Jayden straightened and reached for her. He slid his hand deep into her hair, cradling the back of her head, and pulled her to him. She came willingly, chin up, lips parted. He kissed her, tasting himself mixed with her lip gloss. She groaned and pushed up on tip-toe, always trying to be closer.
He bent just a little and picked her up, cradling her in his arms.
“Jayden!” she squawked.
“Go along with it,” he said a bit harder than intended.
He carried her to the sofa and sat with her on his lap.
Half an hour ago he wouldn’t have allowed himself this, but she’d made it clear that the rules weren’t as firm as he’d thought they were. Or maybe they were relaxing?
A guy could hope.
Brandi huffed a little, but only for half a second. The next she toed off her shoes, curled her legs on the leather sofa and snuggled closer to him.
“I... I’m kind of bad at self-denial,” she said.
It was his turn to quirk a brow at her. “Is that so?”
She sighed and flopped her head onto his shoulder, peering up at him through her lashes. “I’m bad about self-denial when I can’t see reasons to...self-deny. Can we figure out what that means some other time?”
“Okay.”
She narrowed her gaze. “Okay?”
“Brandi, you are going to do what you’re going to do. I’m realizing that. I told you I’m willing to be flexible.”
“You are annoyingly smart, you know that?” Brandi leaned in and kissed him briefly on the lips.
He pulled her back for another kiss.
The truth was he hungered for her.
He’d had ideas about what it would be like to finally find a woman who clicked with him. But the truth was his picture perfect future didn’t appeal to him half as much as the reality of Brandi. With all her faults and quirks, he felt more at home and comfortable with her than anyone else. These days that included Asher. His own twin.
Brandi’s hands stroked his face, shoulders and chest. He liked that she wasn’t afraid to touch him where and how she pleased.
Jayden cupped her breast and she groaned against his lips. He slid his fingers over the swell of her breast to the other.
“Oh fuck me,” she muttered.
He wouldn’t turn that down, that was for sure.
Brandi sat up, breaking the kiss. Before he could ask her what was wrong, she shifted, so that she straddled his lap. She grabbed the hem of both shirts and pulled them up and over her head, leaving her in a black, satin bra and miles of bare skin.
“Hot damn,” he muttered.
He was a man. He had a healthy imagination. Still, reality was so much better.
“Like what you see?” She didn’t purr the words. She grinned as she spoke, her own excitement lighting her face. It was intoxicating.
There was something about her that made him feel more alive than he had in a long time. It was as if he’d been in the dark, and she had the light. A light that showed him the path forward. With her.
BRANDI MENTALLY RELEASED the last bit of annoyance. Over the night, he’d seduced her with awkwardness and charm. She’d enjoyed herself, and that was so incredibly annoying given who she was with.
There was no logical reason for a man so controlled to turn her on. It wasn’t like her. And yet here she was, determined to get this man very naked.
“You are so beautiful,” he muttered.
She ducked her head and kissed him to stem the tide of words.
Normally compliments made her roll her eyes. At least on the inside. They were never genuine.
Until Jayden.
She rocked her hips forward against his groin and was met with a hardening length.
Oh, yes please.
Brandi wound her arms around his shoulders and kissed him. Right now nothing else mattered except what felt good. The rest of it she’d figure out later. But sex? That was simple. Two human desires finding common ground.
Jayden gripped her hips and shifted her, guiding her to grind against him. She gasped as the ridge of his erection pressed against her. His lips trailed down her neck to her collar bone, while his free hand palmed her breast.
Maybe it was the prolonged abstinence or the chemistry or the knowledge she shouldn’t be here doing this, but for some reason her needs felt sharper. Almost as if they consumed her. She was burning up with it from the inside out.
She let her head fall back and whimpered.
“You okay?” he asked.
Brandi pulled her bra down until his hand met bare flesh. It wasn’t exactly what she wanted, but the feel of his warm, smooth skin on her had her sighing.
“Better now,” she muttered. “Better yet if you were naked.”
He swirled his thumb around the stiff peak. “Is that what you want?”
“Fuck yes,” she hissed, arching her back.
“In a minute.”
She groaned again. Or maybe whined. She wasn’t sure what to call the sounds coming out of her, but they were both needy and frustrated.
Jayden licked the exposed nipple. She gasped and let her eyes close as he began exploring, tasting and teasing her. By the time he lifted his head, she was panting and her whole body aflame with need.
Brandi reached between them. His pants were still unfastened, which meant the only barrier between them was his underwear. She reached past the elastic and wrapped her hand around his cock. To say she was delighted to find him hard was an understatement.
He groaned and clutched her hips.
“Your hand shouldn’t feel this good.” His voice was strained. From holding back? What was the fun in that?
She pumped him slowly, reveling in the way Jayden’s face tense and relaxed.
“You know what will feel better?” she asked.
“Yes.” His eyes snapped open. “You.”
That was her line. Yet looking into his eyes and hearing him say that one word had her shivering.
Brandi reached over to her purse and dug in the handy side compartment. She only kept one thing there.
“Here.” She pressed a single condom into his palm.
“Isn’t this supposed to be my thing?” he asked with a wry smile.
She winked at him. “When I like your thing, I won’t hesitate to take care of your thing.”
He sputtered a laugh and she grinned back.
Brandi got the sense that Jayden wasn’t used to smiling and laughing often. There was something about him that made those expressions foreign on his features. And yet, when he smiled it was devastating.
She stood and released the catch on her bra.
Jayden’s gaze traveled up and down her body. “I’ve told you you’re beautiful, haven’t I?”
“Yes, but I like hearing it.”
She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her leggings. Jayden’s gaze tracked her motions. She bit her lip and pushed her leggings down to her hips then farther.
Jayden shook his head. “You could tempt a man to death with that stare.”
Brandi chuckled as he ripped the condom open with gusto. She stepped out of the last of her clothing as he rolled the protection on.
She crowded him back. Last time with him had been great, but she was a woman who liked to be in control. Every now and then. For some reason, she itched to have it now. To take what she wanted.
Jayden’s gaze drifted down to her breasts.
“I think I can get on board with this,” he muttered.
“Can you now?” She draped her arms over his shoulders, which had the added bonus of pushing her breasts together.
He hummed and palmed both mounds. She let her head fall back and shifted her hips, grinding against him. It was different without fabric between them.
Oh. Right—there.
She tilted her hi
ps and felt him press against her opening.
“Fuck,” Jayden groaned out.
“Mm.”
He reached between them and held his cock. She lifted up a tiny bit and he slid inside of her. It was easier this time and he filled her. He leaned his head back, eyes open wide, looking at her. She braced her hand on the back of the sofa, reveling in this moment. How he looked at her. The way it felt to have him inside of her.
It was all exhilarating.
Jayden’s hands stroked her sides and ribs. “You on top isn’t half bad.”
“Oh, isn’t it?” She squeezed with every internal muscle she had control over.
His eyes widened and he groaned.
She chuckled and kissed his cheek. As she straightened, she rose up on her knees. Jayden clutched her hips, steadying her. When she let gravity guide her, his grip tightened. But she was barely aware of it as he stroked all of her most sensitive nerve endings.
“God,” she muttered.
“He isn’t here right now.” Jayden’s voice was strained despite the levity of his words.
Was this her influence? Or another side of him?
She wanted to find out. But later. Right now was all about pleasure.
Brandi gripped his shoulder with one hand and braced her other on the back of the sofa. With that leverage, she began to move, rocking forward so her breasts slid against his chest. She lifted up, allowing Jayden to taste and kiss her, but only for a moment. She’d lean back and sink down.
She felt him everywhere. Every nerve ending inside of her was alive with sensation. His hands touched and stroked each inch of skin he could reach. But none of it satisfied the bone deep need for release. Not yet.
Suddenly, something pressed against her clit. The physical reaction was immediate. Electrical like zaps of sensation ran through her limbs. Her toes curled and she dug her nails into his shoulders, all while gasping for air.
Jayden’s deep, sensual chuckle filled her ears.
“Fuck, do that again,” she muttered and locked eyes with him.
She rose, and when she sank down, he pushed back. His hips rose and he pressed his thumb to her clit, sending off more bursts of sensation.
Words were too complicated. She groaned and moved again, faster now, chasing that pleasure. Reaching for it.
“Oh, yes,” she hissed as her whole body seemed to ripple.
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