Every Way (Brush of Love 4)

“How so?” he asked.

“How so? Bryan, look at me. My stretch marks are raging out of control, my feet have spread, my thighs have gotten bigger, my boobs hurt, I can't dye my hair the way I feel it should be dyed, and there are bags under my eyes from the lack of sleep I've been getting because every time I turn around, I either have heartburn or I have to pee. I can't have caffeine to help me wake up, I can't bend into the dryer to finish the laundry, I can't even pick up a damn fork off the floor whenever I drop it, and somehow, I'm supposed to be happy with how my body is being manipulated whenever I look in a mirror.”

“Do you trust me?” Bryan asked.

“What does that have to do with anything?” I asked.

“I asked you a simple question.”

“Of course, I trust you,” I said.

“Which do you trust more about me? My words or my actions?”

I felt his hands run up my body and cup my breast as his lips kissed the side of my neck.

“Your, um, actions. It’s always been what you do over what you say,” I said.

“Then let me show you my rebuttal to your issues.”

His lips nipped at my neck as his hands squeezed my nipples between his fingers. I sighed into the shower as the steam whipped around our bodies. His hand languidly made their way down my body, growing closer and closer to my folds. I reached back for his hair, sliding my fingers through it as he maneuvered me underneath the running water.

“Bryan,” I said breathlessly. “What are you doing?”

He spun me around in his arms, and our lips collided. Electricity zipped through my veins as a fire started in my toes. The water was running over our bodies just like his hands were running down my curves, grasping the cheeks of my ass and lifting me closer to him. He backed me into the shower wall, his lips traveling down to my breasts. He sucked and he nipped, leaving love marks behind as evidence of the love he was about to shower me with.

I was loved by the most wonderful man in the universe, and that was his point.

He dropped to his knees as my hands parted my thighs. I spread myself for him, bracing myself against the shower wall as his lips kissed my folds. His tongue breached my body, finding that beautiful spot he had all but memorized. My hand curled around the longer tendrils of his hair as my fingernails raked against his scalp.

“You are beautiful,” he said as he kissed my body. “And you will always be beautiful to me.”

His tongue brought me to heights I only experienced when I was in his arms. His hands wrapped around my thighs, spreading me farther for him as his tongue drank down my arousal. My hips rolled against his lips, my clit swelling underneath his ministrations. My entire body began locking up as my head spun with ecstasy. I loved this man. This man who knelt in front of me and brought me to swirling heights of lust. His named breathlessly dripped from my lips like a prayer as his tongue pressed deeper into my body.

I could feel my toes curling as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. The fire that started in my feet was cascading up my thighs. I shook on top of his face. I pressed myself harder against the shower wall. His hands held me in place as his shoulders scooted behind my legs. He was ready to hold my body weight if I collapsed. He was ready to take the brunt of the fall if I lost myself in him.

This man loved every part of me, and as my climax rushed over my body, I made sure he knew it.

“Perfect. You’re perfect. Shit, Bryan. Yes. I love you. Yes. Oh, hell.”

I collapsed into him, and he studied my body with his strong, chiseled arms. I was heaving for air, my lungs gasping for life as I slowly slid to the shower floor. Bryan gathered me in his arms and held me close to him, my body curled up in his lap as his lips continued to kiss my skin.

“I love you, Hailey. There is nothing about you that is unattractive. I have been insatiable during your pregnancy, watching you blossom the way you have. There will never be a point in our lives where I don’t crave you.”

“I love you so much,” I said.

Tears rose to my eyes as I tilted my head back. I pushed myself up and captured Bryan's lips with mine, tasting myself on his skin. Tears of joy leaked down my face as our bodies continued to be battered by the warm water pouring from the shower. I could feel him grinning into my lips as my tongue slowly lapped at his, tasting as much of him as I could while my body settled down.

“I’m such a blubbering mess,” I said.

“I blame it on the baby,” he said.

“Already starting that habit?”

“I’m never too old to learn new tricks.”

I smiled as my arm wrapped around Bryan's neck. I brought his face back down to mine for another loving kiss, only this time, I could feel his body growing against me. I lifted myself to my knees and straddled his lap, my warmth hovering over his growing thickness. I watched his eyes darken as a mischievous smirk crossed my cheeks. Then, I reached down and wrapped my hand around his pulsing girth.

“We seemed to have hit uneven footing,” I said.