by K. I. Lynn
I’m not his.
He’s mine.
And he just fucking agreed to meet up with his favorite sex toy in front of me.
My hands wrap around his shirt.
Shock flares in his eye.
I pull him right into me, fist his hair with one hand, and slam my lips against his. If people are looking, I don’t care. All that matters is the way his hands grab my waist, groaning as the shock wears off and he starts bending me back with force, grinding his huge, swollen cock into me.
I whimper into his mouth and start pushing him backward, the knowledge of what I’m about to do burning through my veins. Brayden stumbles, a hand leaving me and grabbing onto a door frame to catch himself.
It’s open, empty, and I shove him in, slamming the door behind me.
I’m panting, dripping, as I stare at his lusted out face. He opens his mouth to say something—I push him back again, right onto the bed and the dark pink comforter covering it.
Actually, it’s too pink. And some of the pillows behind Brayden’s head have hearts on them.
His head tilts back on the pillows, his eye locking with the large frame on the wall, right above the headboard.
It’s a picture of Jennifer.
This is her room.
Growling under my breath, I climb onto the bed next to him.
Brayden’s head snaps back to me, his eye huge. I wrench his shirt up to his chest, exposing that gorgeous valley of abs and the waistband of his low-riding jeans. I see the lines of what looks like a really intricate tattoo curving around his side, but I'm too far gone to try and see what it is. Furious, my heart a wild drumbeat in my ears, I pop open the button on his jeans.
He gasps, his hips rising off the bed as his hands ball up into fists.
Using the same force, I tug his zipper open. His cock’s right there, hard, exposed.
He’s commando, and all I have to do is reach in to grab it.
“Oh God. Oh God,” Brayden chants low, watching me in disbelief.
I wrap my hand around his length and pull him out, mouth watering when a single drop of precum clings to his tip for a second before slowly falling.
His hips pop off the bed, thrusting that hard cock into my hand.
“Fuck, Kira.”
Desperation falls from his mouth in the form of my name, causing a ripple of fire to move through me, making my pussy clench.
My name.
No one else's, because he only needs me.
And I need him.
Inside me.
Brayden.
My Brayden.
I flip my leg over his hips, straddling him and pulling my panties to the side. My pussy is drenched, the flesh swollen in preparation of having that beautiful dick inside me.
“Shit.” He reaches up, right as realization dawns in his eye, and yanks the eyepatch off, leaving his hair an even bigger mess than I’d left it.
I hold his cock steady, looking right into his eyes, and bring it right to my opening.
“Kira. Oh my God, Kira, please,” he begs me, his expression wild, his big body straining under me.
Moaning, I slide his swollen tip between my folds, covering it in me—
I choke on a scream as I drop down and his cock finally slams home.
White fucking bliss forces my hips up as she slides down, slamming all of my dick inside her.
Inside Kira.
Bare.
“Oh, shit!” My mouth drops open as I stare down to where we’re joined. “I’m inside you, I’m fucking inside you.”
There’s only one lift of her hips, then back down before her nails dig into my chest. She’s holding in a scream, and my cock is right there with her as I desperately keep from coming. Walls tight, pulsing around me, begging me to come with her.
“Brayden,” she gasps, rocking on my cock, shuddering as the wet clutch of her cunt almost forces my come out of me.
Fuck. Oh, fuck. My girl’s coming all over my cock, her sexy little lips wide open as she moans incoherently. It feels too good, looks too good, and I can’t hold it back.
I’m going to come.
Right here.
Right now.
Deep in Kira’s tight pussy.
Painting her walls, exactly how I’ve always wanted to.
I grip down on her hips, guiding her draining body as I pump up. Fisting the front of that pink and black bra she’s wearing, I bring her down, catching her when she collapses on my chest. One hand around her jaw, I kiss her, eating at her mouth, fucking it with my tongue, rotating my hips into her over and over.
She tightens around me, still coming, whimpering as our tongues twirl.
It’s all too much and I start coming, the first brutal wave slamming up my cock and into her, choking me with pleasure. “Fuck. baby. I love you. Fucking love you,” I hear myself desperately moaning.
Kira shuts me up, fisting my hair and kissing me senseless.
I start coming even harder, my entire world going black, my heart hammering like it’s about to explode inside me.
I’m a panting mess, and my muscles give out, relaxing back down onto the bed.
Her hips continue rocking, pussy fluttering, on my still hard dick as she tries to sit up. It’s then I see the lust draining from her and reality settling back in.
Not fucking happening.
I’m stronger, faster, and have her flipped onto her back before she even realizes, looming over her, pinning her down with my cock locked inside her. I wrap my arm around her and shift her up the bed so I can climb on.
Her expression clouds over again, arms reaching around me, pulling my lips down to hers. Instead of kissing her, I dip down and lick up the side of her neck, resting on my favorite spot, biting her. She lets out a squeak, and my dick twitches inside her, making her do it again.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” I growl into her ear, nipping at it with my teeth. “I’m not fucking done with you yet.”
I sweep my hands down her thighs to her knees and push them open, spreading her wide. The new angle lets me slide in even deeper, and I groan as Kira lets out a high pitched gasp, her back arching. I wrap one hand around her neck, holding her down on the bed, and look right into her eyes, stopping for a single, heart-pounding second.
“You’re mine.” I tighten my hold on her neck. I slide the length of my dick out of her, slowly, seeing it glisten with both her come and mine.
Kira tightens around me, as if refusing to let my cock go.
And that right there is all the answer I need.
“Fucking mine,” I repeat, slamming back in, holding one of her thighs open as I piston into her with every bit of strength in me.
