My nipples harden and more goosebumps roll down my body like a tidal wave. He smirks lightly. He likes watching me react to his touch. He takes pleasure in seeing my body shake and shiver. He enjoys making me wet and knowing he controls every ounce of it.
The very edges of his fingers tickle across my nipples, moving from one breast to the other. My lungs finally suck in a deep breath of air. I can smell the scent of exhaust and grease, and hidden beneath is his cologne, mandarin and a hint of ginger.
He smells amazing.
Brand takes a step forward, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me in. His lips find my throat, fluttering kisses down to the tender skin in the crook of my neck. He cups my chin and tilts my head out of the way. His lips move up, following the curve of my jaw. The sharp edges of his teeth grab my ear lobe and pluck it gently.
“I'm the luckiest man in the world,” he says, whispering in my ear. “I found my happiness.” His lips crush against mine, and he kisses me as if I'm his energy, his sustenance, as if I'm life.
His lips are savage. He splits my mouth open with his tongue, licking and twisting in long sweeping circles. I moan, exhaling all the air in one gasp. Brand swallows, drinking me in with a moan of his own.
He presses his thumb and forefinger harder around my jaw, and tips my head back to kiss me deeper. My heart skips in my chest, and my stomach clenches as he releases my face and glides his fingers down my body.
Palming my breast, he squeezes, rolling my nipples between the pads of his fingers. I bite my bottom lip, curling my fingers into his hair and pulling. Brand grunts and presses me down by the shoulders onto the bed.
I drop down, my eyes glazing over as I nibble on the inside of my cheek. He grabs his cock, stroking it up and down. He's so hard, so thick and long I want to lick him. I want to suck him deep into my mouth and taste him against my tongue.
My eyes meet his. I lean forward, using the tip of my tongue to lick his crown. Brand groans, letting his head fall back and his eyes close. I suck him in deep, letting his tip hit the back of my throat.
Brand's hand clasps around the top of my head, and he wraps his fingers in my hair. Tearing at my roots, he guides my head up his length, and then back down to the base. I suck him harder, flattening my tongue against his dick and tasting his salty skin.
“Fuck yeah,” he groans, the tips of his fingers scraping my scalp and tugging. His hips jerk, and he tugs his bottom lip into his mouth. “My god, Kel, that feels so fucking good.”
Over and over I fuck him with my mouth. He's rocking his hips and watching me closely. My mouth moves down his cock, his hips jerk forward, pushing the last few inches inside. I stroke his balls, and they tighten against my hand.
Brand pulls me away by my hair, his cock popping free with a wet slurp. His eyes are dark, and his pupils are so big I could dive inside. He growls, the sound throaty and husky as he lowers himself down. I fall back against the mattress, my legs spreading open as he climbs on top of me.
“I love you,” I say. The words come out and it's the first time I've ever said them. My breath hitches as the realization sets in.
Yes, we're moving in together. Yes, we're deciding to build a life together. But in reality, it's only been a month. Neither of us has actually said those three little words.
I've thought about it, and a few times I almost let it slip but was able to catch myself. I don't know why I've held back. Maybe it's a fear that it's too soon to have suck strong feelings. Maybe it's a fear that he might not feel the same way. Maybe I'm just afraid of being rejected.
Either way, it's out now.
His eyes freeze on mine. He's staring at me, his lips parting and his muscles tensing up. He looks surprised. Brand's brows arch high, making thick lines across his forehead. His lips turn thin, and it looks like he's holding his breath.
Shit. Why did I say that? I shouldn't have said that!
My heart starts to race wildly in my chest. I wish I could take it back. I don't want to ruin what we have, and what we're building before it even starts.
“I—” I start to say, but he silences me with a soft tender kiss.