“So polite, Dimples,” he murmured as he leaned in and kissed my chin. The man did have a thing for my silly dimple, but it was kinda cute, and I didn't mind the attention he lavished on any part of my body when he felt so moved. Braxton slid a little farther up, pulling his hands from around me to cup my face, and then planted his lips on mine, slowly licking the seam of my mouth; I immediately parted for him.
I sighed into his mouth because this was like heaven and I was on cloud nine, floating in desire. I could’ve done this all day with this man and never gotten tired of it or gotten enough. Taking this to another level sounded darn good to me. Does he want that too?
He deepened the kiss and punished my mouth as if it had been naughty. I will gladly be bad all the time if this is my punishment. Suddenly ripping his mouth from mine, he pulled back and stared at me in wonder, but also looked a little worried. “I’m sorry, I got a little carried away.”
“Braxton, I am with you one-hundred percent, and I love every bit of it.”
“Yeah?” he asked, letting his hands drop from my face to his sides.
Standing up on my tiptoes, because the man was a whole lot taller than I was, I looked him straight in the eyes. “I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it. That’s one thing you need to know about me. I may be shyer than some, and I might let things come blurting out that I wish I held back when I get nervous, but if I say something, it’s the gospel truth.”
“That’s good to know and a breath of fresh air. On top of that, it is a damn good quality to have. I always mean what I say too.”
And with that, a question I’d thought I wanted the answer to had come flying from my mouth. Until after I had asked it, that was. “Have you been with a lot of women?” Really Jurnee, you do not want to know this. A sour expression took over my face as if I had just sucked on a lemon. It was probably something I truly didn’t want to know the answer to because once he found out how inexperienced I was, he’d probably run for the hills. Yet, I still let the inquiry hang in the air, and held my breath, waiting for his response.
He paused, and that had worried me. I almost was the one running, but I stayed put and let him answer.
“Baby, I’m not gonna lie and say I haven’t had my fair share of women, but I will say that I haven’t had as many as people probably think a man in the military has been with.” Sometimes people assume that is how we all are, but that is not always the case. “It’s also been a long damn time since I have been with anyone. I got bored of the meaningless sex thing a long time ago, and I knew I was looking for so much more, I desperately wanted something real, so I’ve been holding out for it. I might not have known where I would find it, but I am damn sure I have now.”
His face was sincere, his words I believed to be true, but I wasn’t exactly sure what to say to that. I mean, it was his past. Braxton is a sexy, amazing guy, so it was no surprise there had probably been a good number of ladies looking for his attention. Could I be his something real?
“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” he asked, as he picked up his right hand and smoothed it across my forehead, down my cheek, and around the back of my neck where he’d let it rest there. He was waiting for me to speak but giving me time to collect my thoughts.
Am I really going to explain my lack of intimate encounters to him?
“I was just thinking that once I tell you just how different we are, that you are probably going to high tail it out of here.” Realizing that was a dumb thing to say, I wanted to smack myself. “Well, it’s your house, so you probably won’t leave, but you might want me to.”
“Jurnee, that’s not gonna happen.” He gently squeezed my neck and the pressure grounded me and helped me carry on.
“You sure about that? You haven’t heard what I was going to say yet.”
“I don’t think anything you can say, will have me react that way.”
I wasn’t sure that was entirely the truth. He didn’t know everything about me in detail yet. Maybe I wouldn’t scare him off with my lack of sexual experience, but other things may just do it for sure. Like if we ever get serious and he finds out I may never be able to have children of my own.
“Well, where you’ve had many women, and probably really experienced ones at that, I’ve only been with one man. And let me just say, it was not earth-shattering. It also didn’t entail much more than boring missionary style sex.” Mouth, meet lemons, times ten.
He quietly stared at me. Yup, I was getting tossed out of the house. I’d put both hands up to my face to cover it, and the move had Braxton dropping his hand from my neck. The loss of connection killed me. I was no longer grounded and was scared to death as to what would happen next. But then I felt both of his big palms grab my wrists and he gently pulled my hands away. Looking at me intensely, his next words charged my heart and it had begun to beat frantically.
“Listen to me, baby, that doesn’t scare me one bit, it’s certainly not going to make me think less of you. Honestly, I love the fact that you haven’t been with many men, because just thinking of the one makes me jealous. I may have been with more women than you would have wished for me to be with, but right now I only want you. The kisses we have shared tell me a lot. And the spark we create when we share them, is just a splinter of the fire that we can create if you ever let me have you fully. I have no doubt the world will go up in smoke. And if, or whenever that happens, you won’t be using the word boring to describe us.”
Once again Braxton had my mouth agape and hanging wide open. I was stunned speechless. It wasn’t the first time that had happened, and I knew it wouldn’t be the last. I laughed a bit inside at the crazy feelings running through me. I couldn’t take back my next words and Lord knows I didn’t want to. Even if they had taken me into uncharted territory.
“Braxton, I’m ready to set ablaze.”
And that was how I ended up back in his bedroom, flying through the air, laughter escaping me as my back hit the bed, with one sexy as fuck man looming over me.
Chapter Twenty
Braxton
I probably shouldn’t have been so rough and thrown her on the bed, and I most likely should’ve given her time to think about what she wanted, but she’d told me that she never said anything she didn’t mean and I was starving for her. Jurnee was a fantasy I didn’t know I had, come to life. Right now, I wanted to worship her body and touch her soul.
“Tell me you're sure, Dimples. Because baby, I want nothing more than to show you what sex should really feel like, and just how perfect we can be together.” I was a confident man, but Jurnee’s hesitation had me questioning myself for a minute.
“I’m sure Braxton, I just don’t want to disappoint you.” I hated the worry on her face.
“Not gonna happen, honey.” It was time I showed her.
Unable to wait a second longer, my lips crashed down on hers. Our tongues danced a tango, as my hands roamed up and down her sides. I was hanging on by a thread but doing my absolute best to take it slow and savor her, letting her know just how special she was.
Yanking my mouth from hers, so we could both come up for air, my eyes searched hers to make sure she was still with me. Her huge brown eyes spoke volumes, and I could see she was nervous but was right there with me at the same time. But I still had to ask one thing.
“Do you trust me, Jurnee?” And this time with no hesitation, which made me want to beat my chest like a gorilla in triumph, she answered with two little words.
“I do,” she whispered.
Just like that I soaked up her words and couldn’t help but hope she would say those same words to me again one day, sealing us together forever.
And with that breathless whisper expelling from her perfect lips, I slowly slid down her body, unsnapping the button on her skirt. I moved lower and pulled her skirt and her cute cotton bikini undies with little red hearts from her body as I watched her eyes get big and pink tinge her cheeks. Jurnee never pretended to be something she wasn’t
and her casual, comfortable, and sweet panties were so her.
It was the hottest thing I had ever seen.
“Umm, maybe I should have worn something sexier under my clothes,” she commented, embarrassedly.
“You have got to be kidding me, Jurnee, you’re the sexiest woman I have ever seen, and these underwear are hotter than fuck. They are all you, baby, and I love them. You in them, has my dick standing to attention, but you out of them, I could break something with it, I’m so hard right now. And while looking at every part of your body is arousing, I’m having a hell of a time not finishing what I had in mind a second ago.”
“And what’s that?”
“How about you let me show you,” I said wiggling my eyebrows at her. She laughed nervously and as my head bent toward her sweet mound, my hand parting her folds, my eyes still on hers. Those beautiful orbs had gone as big as saucers. When my tongue first touched down on her pussy, she bucked her hips, and her hands came down on both sides of her body gripping the comforter for dear life. Shit, I wanted her so bad I hadn’t even thrown it back to get under the sheets. So there she laid, naked from the waist down. Well, I guess that wasn’t completely true. She still had her white wedge shoes on, and the sight almost had me about to lose control. With my mouth sealed on her sensitive spot, I was sure she was going to come unglued. Just like I was.
Glad to know I’m not alone.
As I plunged my tongue in, the sounds that escaped her sensual lips, spurred me on. Jurnee’s hips came off the bed, then slammed back down. Moaning and whimpering pierced the silent room, as her orgasm grew closer and closer. Please don’t let me blow in my pants like some teenage boy.
Sipping from her juices, which tasted like sweet nectar, I drank like a man dying of thirst.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, and her screams of pleasure could have woken the dead, they were so loud and intense. Jurnee was the perfect mix of sensual and sweet. And she was mine.
Raising my head, I licked my lips and looked up into her gorgeous face. She wasn’t looking at me, she looked almost asleep, but a small smile curved her lips in contentment. Then opening those lovely lids, she looked down at me, and the blush that stained her cheeks had me smiling like a fool in victory. I gave her that expression and it felt damn good, but I never imagined I would have been the only one.
“Nobody has ever done that to me before.” Her cheeks got even redder with her admission.
It was my turn to let my mouth fall open at her confession. I couldn’t wrap my head around how stupid other men had been. How had another man never given her this kind of pleasure? It was as good for me as it was for her, and I was not going to complain when I got to be her first.
“I’m glad I was the first person you experienced this with, and I hope I’m the last.”
“Braxton.” Lightly, my name escaped from her lips, but nothing else came out. Then a single tear slid down one cheek.
“Shit, Jurnee, I didn’t mean to make you sad. That’s the last thing I would ever want to do. Please, baby, tell me what I did wrong?” My body was tense. I didn’t want to ever be the reason she felt pain or sorrow.
With a little hiccup of emotion, she spoke. “You didn’t make me sad, Braxton, you made me happy, so truly happy. You made me feel things I never knew were possible. Not just physically, but my emotions after that are all over the place. But I am scared to death you will be disappointed later and see that I’m not the right person for you. That if you knew everything about me, that whatever we just started might not be in the cards for us. There is so much we need to talk about, but I don’t want it to ruin this moment.”
“Remember what I said on our first date? One day at a time. You agreed, and, Jurnee I have said it before—I don’t think anything you say can turn me off.” It won’t. Jurnee is already buried deep inside my heart.
“But—” I cut her off as I quickly slid up her body and covered her lips with my finger.
“No buts, just enjoy the moment. It will be okay. Trust me.”
“Okay.”
“That’s it... just okay?”
“Well, okay, and I just want to mention the fact that you have too many clothes on.” And there was the other side of this fabulous woman.
I laughed, I couldn’t help it. She was giving me her trust and flirting with me at the same time. Round two was about to go down and this time we were both getting naked.
“Sit up and let me take the rest of your clothes off.”
“What about yours?” she asked, raising her eyebrows in question
“Oh, we‘ll get there, don't worry your pretty little head about that.” She sat up and I pulled her shirt off over her head and stared down at her lacy white bra in awe. Wrapping my hands around her to her back, I flicked the hook, and slid the straps down her smooth arms, and tossed the garment across the room. I think I just swallowed my tongue. Perfect sized tits with sweet rose-colored nipples all perked up that were begging for my mouth and hands. And that’s exactly what they got too. Cupping them both in my palms, I paid attention to one, and then the other, giving each the time they deserved. Jurnee was so turned on she fell back against the bed again, but I just followed her down. Once I ravished each thing of beauty with my mouth, I’d left the bed because I needed to get out of my pants before I blew the zipper right off.
Jurnee’s eyes followed my every move as I pulled off my shoes that I had yet to remove in my rush to get my mouth on my girl. Then, I used one hand to pull my shirt over my head, and next, unsnapped my pants taking them and my boxers down in one fluid motion. Her eyes just about popped out of her head, and I probably couldn’t blame her. One I was not a small man, but right now hard as I was, she probably was worried if I would even fit. Knowing she had only been with one guy, and some time ago, I was a little worried myself. But we would make it work because I needed to be inside her. The heat in her eyes so full of want, made me determined to do everything to make this not only good for her but special too.
My eyes took a path from her head all the way down her gorgeous body, to her toes, and noticed her shoes were still on. In all her naked glory, with those being the only thing left on her extremely sexy, beautiful body, my cock jumped, and I had to close my eyes for a brief second to get myself under control.
“This image of you naked on my bed, in just your shoes will be forever burned in my brain.” The sound of her giggle had my balls vibrating in anticipation
Erotic as fuck. That’s what this is.
“Are you just going to stand there, or show me how you feel?” Jurnee held a whole lot of power right now and I could easily be her puppet, as she pulled all my strings.
“Can we leave the shoes on?” I asked. Oh God, please say yes.
She nodded and I pounced. I was a damn tiger ready to mate. This girl made me want to claw, bite, and devour her. But I didn’t want to scare her off, so I needed to simmer down. Although I knew my cock wasn’t going to do that any time soon. I placed my body over hers, holding my weight up with one hand as I let the other slide down to find her wet heat. Her juices from earlier still coated her, making it easier for me to slip a single finger inside her warm passage. Body trembling, a small moan once again escaped through her tight lips as if she were trying to hold back from screaming.
Wasn’t gonna happen.
She was going to let go and then I’d follow real damn quick, because I was wound tighter than a spool of thread and about to unravel. So I slipped another digit into her and those beautiful hips once again came off the bed, pushing into my touch. Lost in the glory of Jurnee, I hadn’t realized as I worked my fingers in and out of her, trying to get her ready, that she had moved her hand between us. The next thing I knew her small palm was wrapped around the head of my cock and her warm fist started pumping up and down my shaft. A crazy sound escaped from deep within me.
Okay, I’m fairly sure I’d growled like some wild animal.
I lost it, her touch was my undoing. The feel of her, the so
unds she was making, and the way our bodies came together as she rubbed herself against mine, I couldn’t take it any longer. My fingers ripped free from her channel and I placed both hands beside her head, propping myself up to look deep into her enchanting eyes. Leaning forward, my mouth fused with hers, and my cock aligned perfectly with her secret place, I slipped slowly into her inch by fucking inch.
She was tight as hell, fit me like a glove, and I was doing my best to not slam all the way in. I gave up that fight when she opened her pretty little mouth.
“Braxton, just do it. I want to feel all of you.”
Oh God, give me strength. But he isn’t listening right now. Maybe he knew best and what we needed because….
Taking my mouth from hers, I peered into her eyes. My hips pushed forward, and I found my home. It was in Jurnee. Her heart, her mind, her body, and her soul. I wanted to take up residence in every part of her.
She sure had wormed her way into every part of me.
I held still for a minute as she gasped, and she opened her eyes so wide I was afraid I’d hurt her. But then she slapped my ass. Yes, literally smacked it, and damn hard.
“Woman, what the hell!” I exclaimed in shock.
“Braxton, move, I need you to move!” she shouted back at me.
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I pulled free of the vice grip she had around my cock, and slammed back in. Her cries of pleasure got louder as I started sawing in and out like a damn chainsaw on crack. I was out of my mind, and I believe she was too if her nails raking down my back were any indication. The pain and pleasure of her claws digging into my skin only made me go faster, and she met me thrust for thrust. Feeling her moisture drip out of her, coating my shaft, and tickling my balls as it slid down her inner thighs, I knew it was time to take us into the home stretch.
Definitely a grand slam.
Throwing one of her legs over my shoulder, I circled my hips and found her g-spot, while leaning down to suck on a nipple. Jurnee’s orgasm hit like a lightning bolt so hot and fast and I didn’t even have time to blink before mine was also wrenched from my body with the power to knock the lights out for twenty city blocks.
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