Chapter Twelve – Bradly
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I watched as Mackenzie took a step back and pulled her long-sleeve shirt over her head. My knees nearly buckled out from under me when I took in the black bra that had her breasts pushed up in the most delicious way.
She smelled of vanilla and lavender, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she would taste the same. My mouth watered at the idea of finding out.
“Your turn,” she said softly as she motioned to my shirt.
Reaching behind me, I pulled it over my head and tossed it to the floor. “Back to you now.”
She chewed nervously on her lower lip as she unbuttoned her riding pants. She paused and then reached down and pulled off one riding boot, then the other. My muscles quivered as I forced myself to stay in one place, when all I really wanted to do was make my way to her, pull her clothes off, and bury myself inside of her like a crazed man.
Once she had her boots off, she pointed to me. I laughed and shook my head. “Boots don’t count.”
“Why not? Some people find feet very arousing.”
I screwed up my face. “Please tell me you’re not one of those people.”
She shrugged. “I could be.” Her serious expression fell, and she giggled. “But I’m not.”
“Thank God,” I said as I toed off my boots. I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them and my briefs down. I heard her draw in a quick breath of air as I kicked my jeans to the side.
“You’re not…oh my goodness,” she softly whispered as her eyes locked on my already hard dick.
“Your. Turn,” I said with a voice that didn’t even sound like my own. It was low and gravelly, and I knew it was because of the way she was staring at me. She swallowed hard and moved her gaze up to meet mine.
“You are breathtaking. I just want to run my fingers along every inch of your muscled body.”
I closed my eyes and tried to think of anything other than that image. When I opened them, she was once again staring at my dick.
“Kenz, if you don’t stop staring at me, you’re going to make me take myself in my own hand, and I really want this to last.”
Her eyes snapped up to meet my gaze. “Oh. Oh, um…okay.”
She quickly finished unbuttoning her pants and pushed them down and off her feet. She stood before me in just her black bra and matching lace panties.
“Fucking hell, you’re so goddamn beautiful.”
I finally got to see what the rest of her body looked like when she blushed. It wasn’t only her cheeks that carried the pink tone, but the tops of her breasts as well.
“Maybe I should…um…turn on the bath water.”
All I could manage to do was give a single nod. Then she turned and bent over the tub to turn on the water, and I let out a low growl.
She was wearing thong underwear, and her perfect ass was on display for me. My fingers itched to touch her. Feel how soft her skin was, and how wet she might be for me.
The water started to run, and I watched as she put her hand under it until she got the temperature she was looking for. She reached in farther and put the plug in. When she turned back around, she smiled shyly. “I don’t know why I’m so nervous.”
I took a few steps forward and cupped her face in my hands. “So am I,” I confessed. “I feel like it’s my first time, and maybe a bathtub isn’t the best place to do this.”
She giggled. “Or it could be the perfect place.”
Mackenzie reached behind her and undid her bra, letting it fall down her arms and to our feet. I took a step back and took her in.
“So beautiful.”
Another blush swept over her body, and I pulled her to me, capturing her mouth with mine in a searing kiss.
Her arms wrapped around my neck, and she moaned as the kiss deepened. It felt like time stopped as we stood there in the bathroom and got lost in each other.
When she drew back some, I leaned my forehead against hers. “You feel like home.”
Her eyes widened as they searched my face for something. What it was she was hoping to see, or maybe hoping not to see, I wasn’t sure.
My hands moved down the sides of her body, and I could feel her shiver at my light touch. I slowly pushed her panties down and dropped to my knees in front of her. She lifted one foot, then the other, and I added the last of her clothing to our pile. My hands went back up her legs and stopped at the back of her knees.
“Sit down on the edge of the tub, Kenz.” Doing as I asked, she held on so tightly I could see her knuckles turning white. “Has anyone ever—”
“No,” she said on an exhale. “I’ve never…no one has ever. Vanilla, remember?”
Smiling, I spread her knees apart and picked up her left leg. I slowly pressed soft kisses up her inner thigh. “Then I’ll be the first…and the last.”
Her breathing picked up and she let out a nervous laugh. “So confident, aren’t you?”
When I lifted my head and our gazes collided, I smiled. “I know what I want, and I want you, Mackenzie.”
Her eyes closed and a soft moan slipped free.
“Do you want me?”
Snapping her eyes open, she nearly shouted her answer. “Yes! I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you. Please.”
I pressed another kiss to her inner thigh. “You will never have to beg me.”
When I finally had the strength to look at her core, I groaned and licked my lips. She was perfect everywhere, including between her legs. “Do you taste as sweet as you smell?”
“I…I don’t know. I use the same soap everywhere.”
It took everything I had not to laugh at her innocent answer. Moving in closer, I ran my tongue between her lips and flicked her clit, causing her to jerk her hips.
“Good God!” she cried out. “Bradly, do that again!”
Grinning, I said, “Your wish is my command.”
I repeated the movement, then covered her with my mouth and took what I’d been dreaming of since I first saw her two days ago.
“Oh my God,” she cried out as her hand pushed into my hair. “That feels…oh, that feels…so naughty and so good!”
Smiling, I pushed two fingers inside her. She was so tight, and I knew I had to make her come at least twice before I pushed inside her, because I wasn’t going to last more than three minutes.
Sucking on her clit, I angled my fingers and pumped faster.
“Yes! Yes! Bradly, I’m going to come!”
Her entire body went rigid as she squeezed around my fingers with her release. I wasn’t even sure what she was saying, I was so blinded by the taste of her. The feel of her. Knowing I was the first person to make her come this way was heady.
“I can’t…stop…no more. Please!”
Lifting away from her, I watched as she dragged in one breath after another. “You taste sweeter.”
Her eyes were glazed over from her orgasm, and I wasn’t even sure she heard me.
I drew her up and kissed her, letting her taste her own desire from my tongue. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and I swore she was trying to merge herself with me.
Breaking the kiss, I reached behind her and turned off the water.
“I want to make love to you in the bed, not the tub.”
She nodded, then let out a squeal when I reached down and picked her up. Carrying her over to the bed, I pulled the covers back and gently set her down. I lay next to her and took one of her nipples into my mouth, and I gently sucked it while playing with the other one with my finger and thumb.
Kenzie bowed up and grabbed onto the sheets. Christ, she was so sensitive, and for a second I thought she was going to come again.
“Bradly, I need more!”
Moving over her, I kissed along her neck, down her body, and took the other breast into my mouth. My hand moved down her body, and she opened her legs for me. Pushing my fingers inside her, we both moaned. She was so wet, so tight.
Then it hit me—I hadn’t planned on having sex at the cabin. Hell, it was just supposed to be a surprise lunch. Time to talk, keep getting to know one another.
And because of that, I had no condom.
Dropping her breast from my lips and removing my hand, I heard her groan in protest.
She lifted her head and stared at me. “Why are you stopping? I know my stomach growled again, but just ignore it.”
I laughed and sat back on my heels. “I didn’t even hear your stomach that time. We have a problem.”
Lifting up onto her elbows, she looked at my still-hard dick.
“Not that kind of problem, thank you very much.”
She smiled, and it caused my chest to squeeze. “Thank goodness.”
I ran my hand through my hair. “I don’t have a condom.”
Her eyes went wide. “Did you forget one?”
With a nervous laugh, I replied, “I wasn’t planning on having sex.”
She quickly sat up. “I don’t know if that’s the sweetest thing ever, or if I want to smack you right now.”
“I’m so sorry.”
She dropped back onto the bed and covered her face. “I’m not on the pill, either.”
Lying back down next to her, I ran my finger lightly over her stomach. “Well, we could do other things.”
Her fingers spread apart, and she peeked at me. “Like the bathroom?”
I nodded. “If you liked that.”
“Oh, I more than liked it. But again…very vanilla here. I’ve never done that to a guy before. I mean, I want to with you, I’m just not sure how, or if you’ll enjoy it.”
“You don’t have to worry about me.”
She took my dick in her hand and lightly squeezed. “Oh, I think I need to. I could use my hand, but I’m feeling rather spicy right now.”
Smiling, I leaned up and kissed her. “You don’t have to simply because I did.”
“I know I don’t have to, and I appreciate you saying that. But I want to make you feel what I felt, because I’m pretty sure I saw Heaven for a good minute or so.”
I couldn’t help the laugh that slipped free.
She sat up again and put her hand on my chest, pushing me down onto the bed. “Will you tell me what to do to make you feel good?”
My chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. “I’m pretty sure you’re going to make me come the moment your mouth touches me.”
With a grin, she asked, “Do I use my hand and mouth?”
“If you want to. You can spit on it so your hand moves easier.”
Frowning, she looked at my dick, then at me. “You want me to spit on it? That doesn’t sound very sexy. Can I run my tongue over it and wet it, then maybe do that to wet my hand?”
I groaned. “God, just you saying that makes me want to come.”
Her mouth covered my dick, and I nearly bolted off the bed. “Jesus, Kenzie! Oh, shit!”
She looked up at me, and I nearly lost it. Her mouth moved slowly up and down, her eyes never leaving my face, and my eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head with how fucking good her tongue felt. It wasn’t like I hadn’t ever experienced a blow job. But this was something far more. It was different because it was her doing it. It felt more intimate…special. Meaningful.
“God,” I groaned when she added her hand and started to go faster, taking me deeper into her mouth. “That’s it. Don’t stop.”
I swore I felt her smile as she did just as I asked. My balls started to pull up, and I clutched at the sheets.
“Kenzie!” I gasped. “I’m going to come. Move now if you don’t want me coming in your mouth.”
She moaned, and that vibration sent me over the edge. I called out her name and came so fucking hard, the room felt like it spun. My orgasm seemed to last forever. When I finally came back to reality and opened my eyes, my girl was wiping her mouth and smiling at me.
“I take it that felt good?”
My breathing was so rapid, I could hardly form words.
“I have to say, though, I hope I tasted better than you, cause…” Her voice trailed off as she shuddered. “I almost gagged.”
I stared at her before I burst out laughing. There was no doubt about it. I was in love.
Crawling off me, she reached for my hand. “Want to see if the bath water is still warm?”
Taking her offered hand, we walked into the bathroom. The water was warm, but it could stand to be hotter. I drained some of it, then added hot water. I held Kenzie’s hand as she carefully stepped into the tub and sank down.
“Oh, that feels good. I could soak in this tub for hours.”
I climbed in behind her and pulled her body against mine. We both remained silent and for a second, I thought she might have fallen asleep. But then she started to move her hand up and down my leg. I could feel my dick coming back to life.
“Already, huh?” she softly asked.
“I think you’re the problem.”
She laughed, and it rumbled through my entire body. Exhaling, she whispered, “I could stay like this forever.”
“In the tub?”
With an elbow in my stomach, she lifted her head up and back to look at me. “No, in your arms. It feels so right. I keep thinking to myself this must be a dream, right? How does a man walk into my life, turn it upside down in the most amazing way, then make me feel like I’ve known him for a thousand years? Or maybe it only feels like I’ve waited for you for that long.”
I kissed the top of her head and held her a little tighter, not wanting the moment to end. And it didn’t, for several long, quiet minutes. But when her stomach growled again, I knew it was time to feed her.
“Let’s get some food in you.”
She unplugged the drain and we both stood. I quickly grabbed one of the oversized towels and wrapped it around her body before doing the same. Mackenzie picked up our clothes and we made our way back into the bedroom and got dressed.
“Okay, let’s see what’s for lunch.”
Following me down the steps, she asked, “You don’t know what’s in the basket?”
“No clue, but my mother packed it, so I know we won’t be disappointed.”
We both sat at the table and I opened the basket and started to take everything out.
“I can’t believe how hungry I am.”
“Looks like Mom packed us some wraps. I hope you like them.”
Her eyes went wide. “The turkey wraps with the special mayo she makes?”
Glancing up at her, I nodded. “I take it she’s made them for you before?”
“She has! Your mom will often bring lunch by for me and Lou. Stella has before, as well. Her chicken salad is the bomb.”
“It is,” I agreed with a grin. “And look at this.”
When I set two pieces of apple pie on the table, we both laughed.
The rest of lunch was spent in simple conversation. We talked about our favorite movie genres—she hates action movies; I love them. Her favorite color is blue, while mine’s green. Her favorite book ever is Emma by Jane Austen. Fall is both our favorite time of year.
“If you could go to one place, anywhere, where would it be? And not Italy because you already told me about that.”
She looked up in thought. “Gosh, I don’t know. There are so many beautiful places I would love to see. Norway, maybe, to see the Northern Lights. Scotland to see the castles. London to see where Charles Dickens lived. Ireland, simply to visit an Irish pub.” She thought a few more seconds, then added. “Oh! And there’s this train ride that goes across Canada. You sit in these cars that have clear glass and you can see everything around you. Banff is one place I’d love to visit. Vancouver. It would be fun to go to Alaska and go fly fishing.”
I quirked a brow. “Do you fly fish?”
With a giggle, she shook her head. “I’ve never been fishing in my life, but it looks fun.”
Smiling, I felt myself falling more and more. I wanted to take her to all those places. Let her experience the world with me by her side.
“Maybe someday you and I can visit some of those places.”
“I’d love that…very much.”
We stared at one another for the longest time, and I knew if I didn’t look away I’d be pushing her over the table, to hell with no condom.
“I need to warn you about dinner tomorrow night.”
She swallowed hard. “Warn me? That doesn’t sound good.”
“No, it’s nothing like that. So, the family is big on game night. And for some reason, anytime someone new comes into the fold, game night gets pretty…intense.”
“I love games.”
I let out a worried chuckle. “I’m glad, but I have no idea what kind of games they plan on doing. Sometimes it’s charades, Pictionary, Monopoly—which, trust me, you never want to get involved in a game of that with any of the Shaw family, especially Hunter or Blayze. But they also do a lot of made-up games. I don’t think they’ll do that tomorrow, with you being there. But then again, my mother mentioned my father came up with the game, and there was some mention of potatoes…”
She nodded, and I could tell she was trying not to laugh. “Duly warned. No Monopoly, and game night is taken very seriously. Got it.”
I winked. “Everyone is going to love you.”
Her cheeks blushed. “Well, if I’m being honest, the only person I care about liking me is currently sitting across from me at this table.”
Leaning over said table, I smiled. “I more than like you, Kenzie. I’m falling head over heels for you.”
A soft breath escaped from her lips. “Oh, Bradly. I think I’ve already fallen.”
Our eyes met. “So do I, Kenzie.”