Caught by Brandy Walker Page A

“Damn honey, you smell delicious.” Swiping his tongue through her, she about bounced him off the bed. “Taste even better.”
    Slowly he worked her over. First, fucking her with that devil’s tongue while rubbing small circles over her clit with his thumb. Her arousal spiked when he drew the tip of his tongue up to the sensitive nub while inserting two long fingers into her channel. Laving the tortured flesh, he sucked it between his lips, curved his fingers inside her and hit that magic spot she’d never been able to find on her own or with any other man.
    A strangled cry escaped her lips as he pressed just enough to send shockwaves through her nerves. Her hand flew to his head grabbing his hair to keep him in place as she rode the orgasm out. Only letting up when tiny tremors were all that was left.
    Quin lifted from between her legs, hands bracketing her hips, he placed a soft kiss on her belly. “Beautiful.”
    Laurel grabbed him by the ears and pulled him to her until he was within kissing distance. She plunged her tongue into his mouth, shivering in delight when she tasted her essence.
    “I need to be in you honey. Are you ready for that?”
    “Definitely.” She hooked her legs around his back, guiding him to her center. Right before the tip of his shaft made contact, he pulled back.
    “Condom.”
    “Oh! I don’t have any.” She felt heat rise in her cheeks. “I don’t have men over so I don’t have any here.”
    Dropping a kiss on her nose, he bounded out of bed. “Where are my pants? I wasn’t sure what was going to happen when I came over, but I wanted to be prepared.”
    Tilting her head to the side she ogled his firm ass as he bent down to grab the garment off the floor. Digging into one of the cargo pockets, Quin pulled out a strip of condoms. Turning back toward her, he must have seen the surprise on her face when she saw what he was holding. The corner of his mouth curved up in that lady-killer smile that melted her panties every time.
    “That’s more than being prepared. That’s hoping for a marathon sex session,” she said.
    Quin chuckled, climbing back on the bed. He tore a condom off the pack, tossing the rest on the nightstand. Tearing open the foil, he rolled the latex over his erection, dragging his hand down the impressive length. Eyes locked onto the movement, her pussy quivered in anticipation.
    “Honey?” Quin’s deep voice snagged her attention.
    “Hmm?”
    “If you don’t stop staring at me like that, I won’t be able to go slow and take my time like I want.”
    Without thought she nibbled on her bottom lip, the action seeming to snap any restraint he had left in him.
    Covering her body, Quin pressed forward until the blunt head of his cock notched in the entrance of her pussy. “I warned you,” he growled.
    “I never told you to go slow. I want to see you come unleashed Quin.” She wasn’t sure why, but she wanted to taunt him with her words.
    Slamming his mouth onto hers, their tongues tangled as they devoured each other. Quin tunneled inside her in one powerful thrust, knocking the air from her lungs.
    “So fucking tight.” Quin grunted, pulling out before snapping his hips forward again, setting up a quick, hard rhythm. Her hips rolled forward creating more friction as the base of his shaft bumped into her clit. Ecstasy wound through her and all she cared about was reaching the orgasm building up inside.
    Slipping her hand down between their bodies, she gathered the moisture from around Quin’s shaft. Placing her index finger on her clit added that extra bit of pressure she needed. In a blur her orgasm hit, her eyelids slammed shut as sparks exploded. Crying out Quin’s name, she was vaguely aware of him picking up speed, shuttling his hips back and forth, the rhythm uneven. Within seconds he joined her in the frenzy, shooting hot come into the tip of the condom.
    Breathing heavily Quin collapsed on top of her before rolling them onto their sides, still