38. Bella
Chapter 38
Bella
B raden is quiet as he looks at me. His brow is lifted like he’s surprised.
I swallow as the nerves fire off in my chest, waiting for him to answer me.
He’s probably shocked that I asked. When we started hooking up, we agreed that full-on sex was off the table. I wasn’t ready for it.
But I am now.
We’re not friends who just hook up anymore. We admitted our feelings for each other run deeper than that. He’s my boyfriend and I’m his girlfriend.
My stomach flips and tingles spark through me just thinking that.
I can’t believe it. I never wanted to be someone’s girlfriend ever again.
But then Braden came along. He flipped my whole world upside down in the most amazing way. I want him more than I’ve wanted anyone.
The corner of his mouth quirks up. “You want me to fuck you?” he asks. I nod .
“That’s breaking the rules, pretty girl.”
I bite my lip and shake my head. “You’re my boyfriend now. That comes with a different set of rules.”
He kneels on the bed, between my legs, his half-smile turning full. “And what are those rules?”
I lean up, slide my arms around his neck, and kiss him.
“Rule one is fucking my brains out. I haven’t come up with any others yet.”
He smiles against my mouth. “I’d better follow the rules then.”
He reaches over and opens the drawer of the side table by his bed, then pulls out a condom. I lie back and watch him rip it open with his teeth. He glides it on, then grabs my hips, pulling me against him.
He grips the base of himself, lining the head of his dick with my pussy. I whimper. He’s barely touching me and already I’m aching for him.
A cocky grin pulls at his lips. “Look at you, pretty girl. Desperate for my cock, aren’t you?”
I bite my lip and nod.
“Beg for it,” he growls.
“Please, Braden?”
A wicked look flashes in his eyes. “You call that begging?”
I bite my lip, excitement and arousal flaring up in me. “Yeah,” I say.
He pulls his cock away and I whine.
He lifts his eyebrow. “You can do better than that.”
My pussy throbs. “Let me have your cock, Braden. Please? I need it. So bad.”
He slides in the head of his dick, then stops. I make a frustrated noise .
Then I notice the focused look in his eyes, the way the side of his jaw is bulging.
“I just need a second,” he grits out.
“You’re barely inside of me.”
He nods quickly. “I know. But that’s how incredible you feel. So tight and warm. So, so good.”
I can’t help the giddy grin that pulls at my lips. I clench around the head of his cock and he makes a choking sound.
He lets out a flustered groan and squeezes my hip with his other hand. I ease off.
A wicked look flashes through his bright blue eyes. “Oh, pretty girl. I’m gonna make you pay for that.”
“I hope so.”
He growls, which makes my pussy ache even harder. He’s so aroused right now that he’s turning feral.
He swallows hard, then slams into my pussy. I cry out at the same time that he grunts.
He leans down, hovering over me on the bed. Because he’s so much taller than me, when I lean forward my head falls against his chest. He drops a kiss to my head and I melt.
“Fuck, pretty girl. Your pussy feels like heaven.”
I moan. “You’re so big.”
He lets out a rough chuckle. “You’re gonna give me a massive ego if you keep talking like that.”
He leans back and cups my face in his hand, the look in his eyes tender. “Is this okay for you?” he asks.
I melt even more. He’s so sweet and caring.
I nod. “I’m good. I just need a minute to get used to your size.”
He doesn’t move, giving me time to adjust. I close my eyes, savoring the way his cock stretches me out. It’s a lot, but it also feels so good.
When I open my eyes, his gaze is watchful .
He starts to thrust slowly. My eyelids flutter. That full feeling intensifies. Pleasure simmers inside of me, building with each passing second.
“Look at you, pretty girl. You’re taking my cock so well.”
Tingles spread up my chest at his praise. I dig my fingers into his shoulder muscles the more intense it gets.
Braden mutters a curse word. “God, you feel incredible. So fucking tight and warm and wet…”
My chest swells with pride at seeing just how much he’s struggling to keep it together while he’s inside of me.
After a minute, he leans up and hooks my leg around his waist. I gasp at the deeper angle between us. Pleasure sparks up my chest as the heat in my pussy intensifies.
“Fuck, pretty girl. You’re gorgeous pussy is swallowing up my cock. God, you’re perfect.”
My eyes roll back at his sweet and filthy words. “Can you go faster?” I whimper.
He reaches down and brushes the hair out of my face. That wicked smile is back. “Good girls say please.”
I bite back a smile. “Please?”
He pumps faster. The pleasure is blinding at this point. I can barely see straight, it feels so fucking good.
I reach down and play with my clit. A feral noise rips from Braden’s throat.
“Fucking hell,” he mutters.
“What?” I try to sound innocent, but my tone is too teasing. I can’t help it. I love seeing how much I turn him on.
He shakes his head. His expression borders on angry as he watches me play with myself.
“You expect me to last watching you do that? Watching you play with your pretty little clit while I’m fucking you? ”
He makes a growling noise before tightening the grip on my hips and thrusting harder.
“I don’t want you to last,” I say. “I want you to come.”
He shakes his head. “You come first.”
“You already made me come twice,” I say, breathless.
He keeps shaking his head. “You come first, no matter how many times. Always.”
Pleasure rockets through me at the firmness in his tone, at the way he prioritizes my pleasure.
I circle my clit faster. It’s not long before I’m right on the edge.
“I’m so close, Braden…”
He lifts my hips higher, deepening the angle between us even more. And then he thrusts harder, faster. A second later, I explode.
Orgasm slams through me. I writhe against the bed, my arms and legs trembling. I’m screaming so hard and so loud, my throat aches. The pleasure overtakes me completely.
I don’t know how long I come for, but by the time I start to come down, my ears are ringing and my vision is blurry.
After a while, I finally see Braden, still inside of me, his eyes wild as he watches me.
The corner of his mouth curves up in the sexiest, most wicked smile.
“Hold on to the headboard, pretty girl.”