Chapter 10
KATIE
“All these years,” he murmured as he nibbled along my jaw. “You’ve been right in front of me.”
He pressed me into the door and I could feel every hard, hot inch of him. He was big everywhere, his dick pressed long and thick against my belly. His hands roamed, then slid to my neck, his rough fingers brushing over the bare skin.
“Bray,” I whispered. Was this really happening? Was Bray Wilder really in my bedroom and touching me? Kissing me? Heck, was he really, really hard because of me?
He lifted my hand and took my finger into his mouth. Sucked on it.
My eyes widened, then went heavy lidded because I had no idea my fingertip was an erogenous zone. The suction of his lips and the slide of his tongue was a tease. “Holy shit.”
That made him grin, and he let my hand go.
Only because he dropped to his knees.
DROPPED TO HIS KNEES!
“Bray.”
“I like when you say my name all breathy like that. You’re going to be screaming it in a minute when I get my mouth on your pussy. Then when I fill you so full with my dick.”
His fingers went to the button on my jean cutoffs. He had it opened and the zipper down faster than I could process what he was doing. But then he got them down along with my panties in one tug. Raising my three-in-a-pack plain cotton bikini briefs to his nose, he sniffed the gusset.
Sniffed. The. Gusset.
Then he groaned. I’d never heard that sound from him before. Deep, rough.
“I’m keeping these,” he said while tucking the panties into his shirt pocket. He wanted to keep my unsexy panties? I didn’t own lingerie. I didn’t have the budget for it and I needed sturdy, comfortable things while I worked. Which was all the time.
And yet he kept them.
His arm circled under my left leg and hooked it behind the knee. I wobbled and slapped my palms against the wall. “Bray!”
“I’m going to eat your pussy.”
I stared at him. Was I hallucinating? Was this a dream?
“I need your words.”
Did I want him to eat my pussy? Yes. Yes, I did.
“Okay.”
With his free hand, he tugged off his cowboy hat and tossed it to the side before he made this feral growl, then put his mouth on me.
“Oh my God!”
I was bare, my leg flung over his shoulder.
Only the door at my back held me up because his mouth was wicked.
Maybe I should have taken the time to tell him I was a virgin. Yeah, a twenty-six year old virgin.
If that wasn’t enough, this was the first time I’d had a guy eat me out.
I wasn’t clueless, just… inexperienced. I’d made out with Andy Shaunessy in the back room of the Feed and Seed once, but he’d been grabby and sloppy before the bell over the door drew him back to the counter.
After that, I hadn’t been eager to go back for more.
Between taking care of my grandparents, then running the ranch solo, there hadn’t been tons of time to get that V card punched by someone else.
When I went out with Lainey, which wasn’t all that often because I liked a book and a hot bath over going out to find a man, they never looked my way. They wanted to fuck her, not me.
Now, it was Bray on the way to making me come. brAY.
He licked me from bottom to top, then parted me with his thumbs, then put his mouth right over my clit. I couldn’t see a thing of what he was doing because all I saw was his sandy hair, but I felt the flat of his tongue with some long licks, then flicks back and forth. Then… oh God. Then he sucked.
It made my eyes close and my head fall back, my thighs quiver, then tighten. I’d never felt anything like it. My skin heated. My nipples hardened beneath my bra.
“Yes.” I rolled my hips and had all kinds of things like don’t stop and like that and right there falling from my lips.
I wasn’t going to think about how fast he made me come because it was probably some kind of record.
Of course, I was the most needy, man-induced orgasm-less woman in the entire state of Montana, so that should’ve made it easier for him.
But this? It was all Bray and his talent.
I didn’t want to think about all the women he’d done this with to get this skilled. It’d only make me cry, although I should be thanking them because… wow.
I saw stars. I screamed.
My hand dropped and tugged at his hair. He pulled back, lifted his head to meet my eyes. The sight of him… Bray, on his knees before me, his face between my thighs… I’d think of this moment for the rest of my life.
I didn’t want him to move. Ever. No matter how good it felt, it was only pretend. I’d take what he was offering and enjoy it. I’d lose my virginity to Bray and have memories of this when I was alone again. Because he wasn’t going to stick around. No one ever did.