He slurred his agreement before he realised she meant kissing him down there. His heart jumped to his throat. Heat blazed when her soft lips touched his tip. Lillian didn’t just kiss, she licked him, too. Her pink tongue swept over his slit, lapping a droplet of cream.
“Ah.” Lillian smacked her tongue. Her expression was dreamy. “Salty. Who would’ve thought? I love it.”
Fuck. Brandon tensed. He fisted her hair as she sucked him as if he was her personal lollypop. She licked his shaft. Nipped his cock head. Showered some light butterfly kisses on his balls, nothing went unexplored. Her teeth grazed him occasionally, a blow newbie, but she genuinely possessed a cock-loving mouth. He was astounded with the way she made him feel. Brandon had received some good blows in the past but no one had ever set him on fire the way she did. He clenched his jaw, his back arching and his toes curling each time she gave him a hard suck.
God, I’m a goner. A bit more and I’m a goner. Brandon swallowed hard. “Lillian…” He tried to stop her. He didn’t want to come yet. But he would if she kept going like this.
Lillian ignored him.
Brandon grabbed her face and forced her to stop. “Babe, you’ve had enough. Now, it’s my turn…” He pulled his cock out of her mouth and suffocated her with a hard, greedy kiss.
Lillian looked as if she were about to faint when he gave her a chance to catch a breath. “Let’s get you to bed. That is, if you still want it.”
Her eyes widened. “I’ll kill you if you don’t.”
“Getting violent, are we?” Brandon swept her off the couch and carried her to the bed.
She watched him with fire in her eyes, lust emanating from her every pore. Everything about her screamed, “fuck me or you’ll suffer dire consequences.” Brandon threaded his fingers along her silky locks, hands trembling. Was it possible to have deep feelings for someone in such a short amount of time? But he did. This woman, Rapunzel from the Tall Tower, had turned his world upside down in the blink of an eye.
He kissed her and breathed on her lips. “This might sound corny to you, but I just want you to know. From this moment on, you’re mine, Lillian. There’s nothing on Earth that could take you away from me.”
Chapter Five
His declaration made her giddy. And no, it wasn’t corny at all. She’d noticed Brandon was a man who liked to keep everything to himself, and for him to confide his deepest feelings meant he must be serious with his claim. Lillian grabbed his face and kissed him ravenously. A sense of security blanketed her, knowing Brandon would always be there for her. To protect her. And cherish her. For the first time in her life, she had someone she could turn to.
When she broke the kiss, Brandon was scorching her with an intense gaze that made her melt into a puddle of goo. “Where were you all this time?” she whispered.
“Hell hole and back. Does it matter? I’m here now. For you.”
Lillian pulled him onto the bed. He went on top of her while showering her with tiny, feather-light kisses. She closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist. God. It felt like heaven, having him so close, so intimate. Their bare skin pressed together. Nothing between. Just them and their naked lust.
His cock throbbed against her belly. Her pussy fluttered in anticipation. She moistened again. Brandon felt her all over as he trailed kisses to her stomach. Her heart raced when he pushed her legs down and spread her wider. She opened her eyes. His cock rested on her mons. Hard and hot. A sudden shiver swept through her. She needed him inside her. Lillian was curious how it would feel. It felt so good when Brandon had fucked her with his finger. She couldn’t imagine how it would be with his cock. Thinking about it made her heady.
Brandon didn’t take her right away. He seemed fascinated with her sex. His eyes transfixed on her pussy as he stroked her curls. Her heart drummed wildly. Her cunt thrummed in cadence. He parted her pussy lips and slid a finger inside her. Lillian wanted to die. She moaned. Lillian couldn’t believe that a man could make her feel this good.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.” Her answer was merely a husk of a whisper.
“You sure?”
“Yes!” Lillian writhed. “Please.”
Brandon hummed and slipped a second finger into her, stretching her open. She drew a lungful of air. The pleasure thickened by tenfold. Dear God. She clawed the bed. So good. Exquisite.
Brandon pulled out his fingers and licked them dry. “I don’t think you’re ready. Not wet enough.”
“Oh.”
A mischievous smile hovered on the corner of his lips. “I need to make you wet.”
His idea of making her wet was by licking her on the source of her aches. Lillian had to scream. His lips swept her vulva and his tongue danced across her seam, teasing and twirling. She thought his fingers were unbelievable, but his mouth. God in heaven. Lillian shuddered in ecstasy. She couldn’t find the words to describe it. Only pleasure. Thick pleasure. Red-hot pleasure. Burning her very soul and making her lose her mind.
Lillian gasped and writhed. Her back arched, matching the rhythm of his licks. She heard him whispering, saying how much he loved worshipping her. Brandon paused. He captured her clit with his fingers and rolled it gently. His tongue speared into her entrance, licking her deeper and deeper…
She squelched her urge to scream. The pleasure was maddening. Lillian bit her lip, trembling. Oh, God, I can’t take it anymore. She cried. Her body tensed until another storm of pleasure hit her. She came. Harder than before. Lillian shouted his name as waves of pure ecstasy rippled throughout her body.
God, oh, God. Her eyes opened wide. Her pussy spasmed in the aftermath. She sobbed. Her skin tingled with sweet sensations. “Brandon-chan?”