LAILAH #2
Laying on his bed made my body hum with excitement at what I could only hope was going to happen next.
Flicking on a lamp near the bed filled the room with a soft glow, setting the mood further.
I didn’t get a chance to take in his room, having only been in it once before, because Brayden unzipped his hoodie and tossed it aside.
He didn’t have anything on underneath, and I was blessed with the sight of his bare chest.
Brayden was fit in all the right places; he took care of himself, but he didn’t look like a guy who lived in the gym.
The soft light set off his golden skin, making it almost impossible to look away.
He climbed up on the bed, straddling me but keeping his body above mine, not letting anything touch.
His hazel eyes were alight with need, his breath coming more quickly, as if he were having to hold himself back.
“Lailah, I need you to tell me right now if you're not ready for this,” Brayden said, his voice strained.
I gave myself a moment and made my decision.
I reached up and pulled him to me so I could kiss his perfect lips.
He moaned and let his body cover mine, careful not to smother me beneath his larger body.
I could already tell this was going to be a far different experience than the one I’d had with the one other guy I’d gotten this far with.
Never had I felt the need to have my naked skin on someone else's. With Brayden’s help, I peeled off my shirt, and he helped to unhook my bra.
Not needing my encouragement, Brayden slipped me out of my jeans, pulling my underwear with them.
I was now bare under him, and the heat of his gaze on my skin set me alight.
“Lailah, you are stunning; you could make angels weep.” I could feel my face begin to heat with embarrassment at his words and inexperience of what to do now.
As if sensing my insecurity, Brayden pulled me to him, nipping and licking at my lips until I let him in, and he swept me away from my worries.
I let myself surrender to him and the intensity of our feelings.
He gently kissed down my neck, using his teeth ever so slightly, causing me to gasp under his attention.
When he made it down to my breasts, he held one in his hand and looked me in the eye as he let his tongue flick over my nipple.
Sensations I’d never felt before rocketed through my body, directly to my core.
I shifted under him, needing friction between my legs.
“Liked that, did we?” Brayden asked before doing the same thing again, only this time after the lick, he latched his mouth on my nipple and swirled his tongue around the pert bud.
“Brayden, please,” I begged, but I didn’t really know what I was asking for or how to get it. I just knew my body was pleading for him.
“Patience, my Angel. All in good time,” Brayden said, moving to my other breast, causing me to arch under his attack.
My blood was singing and breath quickening with the onslaught of sensations as he used his other hand to flick the nipple that wasn’t in his mouth.
I let out a sharp cry as he bit down gently on one nipple and pinched the other.
I bucked, trying to get away from the stimulation, but his body kept me in place.
“I am going to erase any other memory you have of someone touching your body. I want you to think of me and only me right now,” Brayden said, whispering along my lips before he kissed me hard and pulled away to slide further down my body.
“That won’t be hard to do,” I panted, knowing that the space between my legs would be soaked with my desire for him and him alone.
Brayden chuckled along my stomach, driving me crazy with his nips and fingers trailing closer to where I needed them to be.
Lost in all the sensations, I didn’t notice that he had finally gotten to where my need was pulsating until he languidly let his tongue make his presence known.
Gasping, my hand latched onto his hair, and I felt myself bolt into a sitting position with him between my legs.
He gently put a hand on my stomach and pushed me back so he could have better access between my legs.
I’d never had anyone go down on me before, it had me wondering what other amazing things I’d been missing out on.
Brayden’s tongue swirled around my clit, causing me to dig my nails into the sheets so I could have something to hold onto.
He shifted, and I felt one of his fingers rubbing between my lips, wetting his finger before he began to nudge at my opening.
For all intents and purposes, I was a virgin, and I wasn’t sure if Brayden knew this or not, but I couldn’t find the mental capacity to tell him.
Slowly, his finger entered me, and I groaned. “Oh God, yes.”