Chapter Thirteen #3
Instead of making me pause, the reminder sends a spike of adrenaline through me.
Brody parts my knees and climbs onto the bed and settles between my legs. His eyes lock on mine as he slides his hand over my center. His thumbs part my lips, his thumb pressing down on my clit, rubbing in slow, agonizing circles.
I bite my lower lip hard, digging my teeth into the soft skin to keep from crying out too loud as a wave of intense heat pools between my thighs. I know I’m already dripping wet, my body completely slick and desperate for him.
“Look at this pretty pink pussy,” Brody grumbles, his thumb continuing the maddening friction as his fingers thrust inside me. “You’re so wet for me, Princess. So ready for me. You want my cock, don’t you?”
“Yes, Brody. Please,” I moan.
“Not yet,” he murmurs, his thumb circling my clit while his gaze holds mine.
“I want you to come first. I need it. Keep your hands on the headboard and hold on.” Without waiting for an answer, he leans down and replaces his thumb with his tongue.
He groans as he sucks my clit into his mouth, the vibration against my sensitive skin makes me shiver.
I so badly want to reach down and hold him to me, but it feels so good that all I can do is hang on to the headboard for dear life.
He flicks, sucks, and pushes his fingers in and out of me, finding a rhythm that’s driving me absolutely wild.
“Oh, God. Right there! Fuck that feels so good.” I can’t help but buck my hips, rubbing myself against his mouth.
“Just like that, Princess. Grind that pussy all over my face,” he says against my clit, then licks me from my opening back to my clit with a flat tongue. “You taste so fucking good, Ellis. I could do this all damn night. Might come all over your comforter, but I don’t give a shit.”
The thought of him coming on my bed turns me on even more.
He pushes two fingers inside me and rubs my clit with his thumb. “You’re so beautiful. You amaze me, Ellis. Now, come.”
His worship and praise, his complete adoration, push me over the edge.
“Brody, I’m coming!” I yell a little too loudly, thrusting my hips in time with his fingers. My muscles clench around him as my orgasm hits hard.
But before I come down, he crawls up my body and, with one hand, guides the thick head of his cock to my entrance, gently pushing against my opening. His eyes search my face. “You good?” he asks with restraint.
I look up at him, slightly dazed and a little breathless, dripping wet and completely undone.
“Fill me up. I’m desperate to feel you inside me.”
Brody’s eyes darken, and a groan rips from his chest.
“Fuck, Ellis,” he rasps, his jaw locking as his other hand grips the comforter.
Without another minute of hesitation, he pushed his big cock inside me in one thrust.
The stretch is intense and so deep it makes my toes curl. I let out a shuddering sigh as he sinks all the way inside me, filling me so completely that there’s not a fraction of an inch between us.
We both freeze for a second, savoring the feeling of being so…joined together.
“Fuck me,” Brody groans into the curve of my neck, his breath searing my skin as his hips twitch, burying himself even deeper inside me. “I’ll never get tired of how it feels to be inside you. So tight. So soft.”
Then he moves. And though I’m desperate to come again, he takes his time, refusing to rush. He pulls almost all the way out, making me ache for him, then he drives back into me with a slow, possessive thrust that sets every nerve in my body on fire.
In. Out. Deep and slow.
The rhythm of our bodies joining is hypnotic and wildly passionate. The bed creaks under us, the sound echoing through the room.
“Brody…I’m…gonna come again. I can’t hold it. You feel too good,” I whimper into his shoulder, my hands sliding down his back, my fingers digging into the muscles along his spine, down to his ass.
Every thrust hits that precise spot inside me, making my muscles contract around his dick.
The contrast between his size and strength, and the tenderness as he moves in and out of me, is what’s completely undoing me.
I can tell he’s holding back, pacing himself because he wants me to come again before he does.
“I need your eyes on me,” he commands, the weight of the words unmistakable.
My gaze snaps to his before I even realize I’m doing it.
He’s looking at me, his gorgeous face flush with heat, his jaw tight, and his eyes burning with an emotion so profound it makes my chest ache with something that feels a lot like love.
Brody reaches between us, his thumb finding my clit, applying just enough pressure alongside the deep rhythm of his thrusts.
That’s it. That’s my tipping point.
My muscles tighten around his shaft, contracting uncontrollably. A silent scream catches in my throat as my orgasm explodes through my entire body, starting at my core and radiating out to the tips of my fingers and toes.
“Take it all, Princess,” Brody says in a primal whisper against my ear.
Feeling me break beneath him snaps his remaining thread of control. He locks his hips against mine, driving deep into me. With three fast thrusts, he lets out a deep groan into my neck, his body shuddering as he comes inside me.
For a minute, the only sound is our heavy breathing. Then Brody rolls onto his back, pulling me with him so I’m resting on his chest.
“Don’t move,” he tells me, and walks over toward the en suite bathroom.
He comes back and cleans me up, tosses the towel on the floor, and climbs back into bed with me.
Once he settles in next to me again, I wrap my leg over his and rest my head against his heart, my head tilted up so I can see his face.
“Ellis,” he murmurs against my forehead, pressing a kiss there. “The way you handle everything— your work, this life, growing our son inside you—managing it all at the same time like it’s easy…you’re absolute perfection. You amaze me every day.”
“Thank you, but you’re pretty perfect yourself,” I admit, a sleepy smile touching my lips as I press a kiss against his bare skin before looking up at him.
“You know, independence used to be such a big part of who I am. I never looked for a safety net. But you’ve turned out to be the most unexpected surprise of my life, Brody.
I don’t have to carry it all by myself anymore because I know you’ve got me. ”
We stare at each other for a few long moments, letting our words settle in.
“I do hope my parents didn’t hear us, though. Even though their room is at the other end of the hall and the doors are thick. You know my mother won’t be able to keep her mouth shut about it if she heard us.”
Brody lets out a laugh that vibrates against my cheek.
“Eh, who cares,” he smirks, his arm tightening around my waist, pulling me in even closer. “I’m not going to hide how much I love taking care of you.”
I go still against him.
Love. He didn’t say he loved me, but it’s the first time he’s used the word love. Yes, he’s told me he cares about me, has called me his, treats me like I’m his entire world, but he’s never said love in any context.
I shift slightly, lifting my head to look up at him again. He’s looking down at me, his face relaxed.
“Brody…” I whisper, my heart hammering in my chest. “I…”
He reaches up, his fingers brushing away a stray lock of hair from my face. “Yeah?”
“I just,” I say, stumbling over my words.
“You can tell me anything,” he says, brushing his thumb across my lips. “Because I have things to say too, and I really hope it doesn’t scare you away.”
“I’m not scared,” I whisper.
He looks at me, his eyes meeting mine. “I’m falling in love with you, Ellis. I feel like every time I see you, I fall even more.”
A tear slips down my cheek. I don’t even bother wiping it away. I just lean up and press my lips to his.
“I love you too,” I breathe against his mouth. “More than I knew was possible.”
He smiles into the kiss, his hand running down my body, just as a tiny flutter nudges my side.
Brody stops, breaking the kiss.
“Was that? Did you…?”
“Yep, that’s our little guy,” I smile, covering his hand with mine. “He just wants to add his two cents and tell you he loves you too.”
Brody looks down at our joined hands over my stomach, a blinding smile breaking across his face. He keeps his hand there as the baby moves around a bit. And once he stops moving, Brody wraps us up in the blankets, and we eventually fall asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.