Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
I pull her to me and kiss her hard. I don’t have to pry her lips open because she opens for me instantly, as if on instinct, as if the two of us are somehow fated to be together.
I slide my tongue over her teeth, her gums, the sides of her mouth, twirl it with her tongue, its velvety texture driving me slowly senseless.
She tastes of the remnants of bourbon.
She tastes of passion and desire and need and ache and want.
Her fingers gravitate to the collar of my shirt, and she begins to unbutton.
I grip the sides of her Dragonlock tank top and pull it up, exposing her breasts clad in a lacy bra. Still kissing her, I cup them, thumb her nipples through the lace.
She gasps into my mouth.
Then I pull back, breaking the suction of our mouths with a loud smack. The first two buttons of my shirt are undone, and I grab the two sides of it, rip them apart, letting the buttons fly and ping throughout the room.
My shirt is off, and I don’t want to wait any longer. I quickly remove my shoes and socks, and then I unclasp the beautiful brass belt buckle. My gift from Brianna—Brianna, the woman I love.
I let my fingers graze the etching of the dragon, the letters of my name. Then I unclasp it, unsnap and unzip my jeans, push them over my hips along with my boxer briefs.
My cock juts out.
It’s hard and aching, and I grasp it at the base, giving it a few quick pulls to try to ease my desire.
I want a night of lovemaking like we’ve never had.
I want to worship her body.
I want to ease the madness inside me.
“Brianna…” I growl.
“Yes, Jesse?” Her voice is a whisper full of lust and passion.
“Take off your clothes. Strip for me.”
I’ve never asked a woman to strip for me before. Will she do it?
Her tank top is already sitting above her breasts. She doesn’t smile. To the contrary, the look on her face is one of smoldering heat with narrowed eyes, slightly trembling lips—lips that are full and swollen from our passionate kiss.
Her tank top ends up on the floor, and then she unclasps her bra from the back, shimmying out of it and letting her breasts fall gently against her chest. Her nipples are hard and erect, so beautiful with their brownish-red color.
Before she even starts on her jeans and cowboy boots, I reach toward her, grab both of her breasts and squeeze. They fill my palms with their gorgeous rosy flush, sitting in my hands like plump melons.
I graze my thumb over her nipples, relish her soft sigh, like a whisper on the wind.
And I hear lyrics in my head…
Her sigh like a whisper on the wind…
“God, your tits are beautiful, Brianna. They’re works of art. I could write a song about their rosiness, their plumpness, those hard little nipples…” I pinch one, and then the other.
She gasps, closing her eyes.
“No. Watch me. I’m going to suck your nipples, Brianna. I’m going to pinch and twist one while I suck the other between my lips. And I want you to watch me do it. I want you to tell me how it feels. Pretend you’re writing a song about it. Tell me exactly how I’m making you feel.”
I lean down, take a nipple between my lips. I lick it gently at first, and then I suck it, loving the soft texture of it beneath my tongue.
I twist the other between my fingers, lightly at first, and then not so lightly.
“God, Jesse. You make me feel so good.”
I let the nipple drop from my lips. “You like that?” I meet her gaze. “You like when I suck your pretty little nipples?”
“My God, Jesse, yes.”
“Tell me, then. Tell me what I’m doing to you. Tell me what you feel inside your body when I suck those pretty nipples, Brianna. Tell me where you feel it.”
“My God… I feel it everywhere. I feel it in my nipples. In my breasts. Between my legs…”
“How does it feel between your legs, baby?”
“Like I need you. Like such an emptiness that I ache. Like I want to touch myself. But I’d rather have you touch me, Jesse. I’d rather have you lick me down there. Lick me so hard, and then stick your cock inside me.”
My cock aches at her words.
Only now have I let myself feel what I truly feel.
And it occurs to me…
I’ve been feeling this way the whole time.
I would never have taken Brianna Steel to my bed if I wasn’t feeling something amazing.
And it has nothing to do with the fact that her brother took my sister, or that her cousin took my other sister.
No, this is far from payback.
This is….
Love.
Love that I’ve never experienced before.
Love that I fear she won’t be able to return because of her youth.