Every Day (Brush of Love 2)

“How you saved my brother,” I said as I kissed her chest. “How you saved me.”

“Oh, yes.”

“How you’re still here, even after all I did to you.”

I pulled her dress down, revealing her beautiful bosom to me before I wrapped my tongue around one of her pert nipples.

“Bryan,” she said, moaning.

“How you stopped my path of pain and destruction and guilt,” I said into her skin.

Her hands wrapped tightly into my hair, and her legs parted for my body. I settled in between them, my tongue lapping up her bosom and my teeth nipping at her skin. Her hand released my thickness, running up my clothed back as she began to claw at the fabric barrier.

I situated myself at her wetness, threatening to push in and never let up as our eyes connected with one another’s.

“You are, without a doubt, the most important thing that has ever happened to me, and I love you for it, Hailey Ryan.”

Before she could answer back, I pushed into her body and watched her jaw drop with pleasure. I suckled her bottom lip between my teeth as I bottomed out to my hilt, giving her time to adjust before I started the assault on her body. I pulled out and slammed back into her, causing her to groan out while her fingernails dug into my tuxedo.

I’d have to fix the ripped fabric later. Right now, all I wanted to do was make love to the woman who’d saved my life and the life of my brother.

Time after time, I pumped myself into her. Her legs tensed, and her hips bucked, and my lips couldn’t stop devouring every inch of her exposed skin. Her hair was disheveled, and her jaw was open, and I could feel her warmth pulsing around my massive girth. The way she pulled my face into her bosom rocked my body, raising the hair all over my skin while I wrapped my arms around her. In one fell swoop, I picked her up, landing my feet on the floor before I fell back in the chair.

The faux-fur wrap went sliding to the ground as Hailey began to bounce up and down in my lap.

“Bryan, yes. You feel so good. Please. Oh, please.”

“Take what you want, Hailey. I’m all yours.”

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nbsp; Her lips crashed down onto mine as my hands helped her to keep a steady rhythm. I snuck my hands underneath her dress, molding my fingertips into her pliable skin while my thumb found that sweet spot between her legs. She released our kiss, gasping for air as I began to rub sweetly against her, and in an instant, her face was buried into my neck.

“Please. Please. Please.”

She chanted the word over and over while I scattered the side of her neck with kisses. I could feel her clamping down on me as my body slowly lost control. Stars burst in my vision, and my legs pulled taut, and as I felt myself about to release, her body lost herself in me.

I felt her teeth bite down into my neck, clinging on for dear life as my arms pulled her tighter against my body. I slammed up into her one last time, pouring my love for her into her warmth and wetness as her body massaged my thickness. I pressed my heels into the floor, burying myself deeper and deeper into a woman I never wanted to leave.

We came together in the dim lighting of her backroom, a wonderful end to a gallery that celebrated the life of someone we both loved in our lives.

“I love you, Bryan,” she breathed as she collapsed into my lap. “I love you so much.”

But all I could do was hold her and catch my breath because there were no words that could top the love I’d just poured into her body.

So, we sat there while the air of our love swirled around us, engulfing us in a scent that had become not only familiar but indicated a home we’d made with one another.

“Can I come home with you tonight?” Hailey asked.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I said into her ear.

Chapter 28

Hailey

Every night since they gallery, I’d spent it at Bryan’s house. By this point, I had a few outfits and some toiletries I kept in his bathroom. We’d wake up in the morning and go to our respective workplaces, and then we’d meet each other back here to cuddle up and watch television. Sometimes we cooked dinner in, but most of the time we ordered it out. It was more convenient that way, and buying him dinner made me feel a little less worried about the bills I was racking up at his house.

Bryan kept telling me not to worry about it, but he should know me better by this point.