Until We Fly (Beautifully Broken 4)
I move faster and then I pull on his balls.
Give it to me.
He comes in my mouth, spurting hotly, his dick pulsing.
I suck it all in, swallowing, swallowing.
I lick him clean.
When I sit up, I smooth my hair back into place, as though I’d simply been out for a walk in the breeze.
“You ready for lunch?” I ask casually.
Brand smiles with his eyes closed.
“Maybe I’ll take a nap first.”
I punch him lightly on the arm. “Not even. You’ve got to regain your strength. I’ve got work for you to do in a while.”
He opens one eye now, staring at me lazily. “Oh?”
I nod. “Yep. Let’s go, Killien.”
We take the picnic basket to the table on the lookout, and sit chewing on our sandwiches in the sun. In front of us, the lake glistens and crashes against the shore.
“I love it here,” I tell him.
He looks at me in surprise. “I thought you said you hated it?”
I shake my head. “No. I just hate being at my parents’ house.”
He takes a bite. “Then why are you? You’re an adult. You can do what you want.”
Tightness pulls at my chest, the way it always does when I think about it.
“It’s not that simple,” I tell him. “I wish it were.”
Brand falls silent and we eat.
When we’re finished, I throw the trash away, then walk back to him, sliding up between his legs.
I stare into his gorgeous face.
“I don’t know what changed your mind,” I announce to him. “I know you were dead-set against being with me. But I don’t care what it was. All I care about is the fact that you’re in front of me right now. And you’re mine for the summer.”
I announce it like I’m staking claim, because I am.
And then I pull him to me, inhaling his scent right before I kiss him as deep as I can. I push my body into his, my hips into his. My tongue tangling with his. My body and his body.
Nora and Brand, forever and ever and ever.
Or at least, until the end of the summer.
Until I have to let him go before I taint him.
Glancing around, I find that there’s still no one in sight.
An evil thought comes to me and I grin.