tired of trying to fight him. My cock needs him now, and my heart never left him. I jerk Braxton back to me, his body crushes into mine. It takes the strength of a fucking Titan to keep me from bending him over the nearest piece of furniture, right here and now. Fuck me! I’ve got to calm down . Slowly, I reach for his waist with both hands and hold his hips, waiting to see if he’s going to rip away from me, saying this was all just a big mistake, punch me, or quit fighting too.
Brax doesn’t move, instead he licks those pouty lips of his, first skimming across the top, then gliding over the lower. I damn near gnaw through my tongue, as he teases me. I want him, and pray like hell that I don’t burst through the zipper of my jeans with the raging hard on that’s tightening the seams. I can’t fucking take this, everything about him still drives me insane and I need to taste him, to feel him again. I take a step forward, causing our feet to trip and he falls back hard against the wall, his keys drop to the floor. Brax yanks me into him and… fucking hell!
With my fingertip, I trace along his lips, then slide my hand behind his back. I can feel his breath quicken to my touch. Our hips smash together, automatically grinding slowly against each other. He’s driving me goddamned mad.
I snake down his body, and lick my way back up him. His salty skin, mixed with cologne, tingles on my tongue. Shit, so much for staying calm.
“Still so fucking sexy, Braxton.” I press my leg between his and raise my knee, rubbing against his crotch. A hungry growl hums from his throat and escapes his lips, I crush my mouth against his to swallow it.
“Mmmm…and you feel like you missed me, Payce,” he rumbles.
That’s it.
I take his mouth hostage, our tongues tango around each other, darting, pushing and pulling. Before I know it, we’re in the middle of a fucking tongue bash and I love every bit of it. With one hand, I grab his chin, holding him in place as I lick over his delicious kissers, sucking his plump bottom lip into my mouth. I tickle it with my tongue before scraping my teeth over it, releasing him. The wet slurping sound sends me into overdrive with him, and I glide my hand to the front of his pants, palming his hard cock through his jeans.
“Oh shit, Payce.” His breath turns into a rapid pant and I slow my pace, puckering against him. I graze my lips against his, the inside of my bottom lip rolls over his. “God, I want you, Payce,” he rumbles.
“I can see that.” I laugh.
“Still so damn cocky.” A grin peaks at the corner of his lips.
“You wouldn’t even believe…”
“Show me.” And with that, I almost lose it inside my damn jeans. The ache in my groin intensifies to dangerous levels.
I love that he’s challenging me. I shove his head sideways into the wall so hard I think we cracked sheetrock. It was way too hard, and I didn’t mean to, but fuck it was sexy hearing the groan escape from him lips. I slather my tongue down the side of his neck, stopping to take nibbles into his shoulder, then kiss them after.
“Shit, Payce,” he grumbles.
Braxton is going to make me come all over myself with the way he moans my name like that, it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. He tightens his arms around my waist, pulling me tight into him. If I get any closer, I’m going to be inside the man, which is the hottest and fucking happiest thought I’ve had in years. I squeeze my hand between our warm bodies and unbutton the snap on his jeans, teasing my finger along the band.
I trail kisses down his body, as I move lower and lower until I reach his chest, then abs and bite through the material. Slipping my hands underneath his shirt, I finger crawl upwards raising the tee up with the back of my hand until his chest is exposed. “Brax, you are full of surprises.” He’s got piercings. A silver hoop dangles from each nipple and I slither my tongue around them, pulling at one with my teeth and
Brax doesn’t move, instead he licks those pouty lips of his, first skimming across the top, then gliding over the lower. I damn near gnaw through my tongue, as he teases me. I want him, and pray like hell that I don’t burst through the zipper of my jeans with the raging hard on that’s tightening the seams. I can’t fucking take this, everything about him still drives me insane and I need to taste him, to feel him again. I take a step forward, causing our feet to trip and he falls back hard against the wall, his keys drop to the floor. Brax yanks me into him and… fucking hell!
With my fingertip, I trace along his lips, then slide my hand behind his back. I can feel his breath quicken to my touch. Our hips smash together, automatically grinding slowly against each other. He’s driving me goddamned mad.
I snake down his body, and lick my way back up him. His salty skin, mixed with cologne, tingles on my tongue. Shit, so much for staying calm.
“Still so fucking sexy, Braxton.” I press my leg between his and raise my knee, rubbing against his crotch. A hungry growl hums from his throat and escapes his lips, I crush my mouth against his to swallow it.
“Mmmm…and you feel like you missed me, Payce,” he rumbles.
That’s it.
I take his mouth hostage, our tongues tango around each other, darting, pushing and pulling. Before I know it, we’re in the middle of a fucking tongue bash and I love every bit of it. With one hand, I grab his chin, holding him in place as I lick over his delicious kissers, sucking his plump bottom lip into my mouth. I tickle it with my tongue before scraping my teeth over it, releasing him. The wet slurping sound sends me into overdrive with him, and I glide my hand to the front of his pants, palming his hard cock through his jeans.
“Oh shit, Payce.” His breath turns into a rapid pant and I slow my pace, puckering against him. I graze my lips against his, the inside of my bottom lip rolls over his. “God, I want you, Payce,” he rumbles.
“I can see that.” I laugh.
“Still so damn cocky.” A grin peaks at the corner of his lips.
“You wouldn’t even believe…”
“Show me.” And with that, I almost lose it inside my damn jeans. The ache in my groin intensifies to dangerous levels.
I love that he’s challenging me. I shove his head sideways into the wall so hard I think we cracked sheetrock. It was way too hard, and I didn’t mean to, but fuck it was sexy hearing the groan escape from him lips. I slather my tongue down the side of his neck, stopping to take nibbles into his shoulder, then kiss them after.
“Shit, Payce,” he grumbles.
Braxton is going to make me come all over myself with the way he moans my name like that, it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. He tightens his arms around my waist, pulling me tight into him. If I get any closer, I’m going to be inside the man, which is the hottest and fucking happiest thought I’ve had in years. I squeeze my hand between our warm bodies and unbutton the snap on his jeans, teasing my finger along the band.
I trail kisses down his body, as I move lower and lower until I reach his chest, then abs and bite through the material. Slipping my hands underneath his shirt, I finger crawl upwards raising the tee up with the back of my hand until his chest is exposed. “Brax, you are full of surprises.” He’s got piercings. A silver hoop dangles from each nipple and I slither my tongue around them, pulling at one with my teeth and
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