7. Braxton
7
Braxton
“I want you, Sabrina.” There’s no point beating around the bush. That’s not my style because it leaves too much room for confusion and interpretation. I don’t wait until dinner is served to get down to business. “Not just for tonight. I plan to make you mine, Sweeting.”
She flashes a sweet, shy smile punctuates a shaky sigh. “You can’t be sure of that.”
“I can and I am.”
Sabrina shakes her head, sexy waves brushing across her shoulders. “You say that now, yet you tried to not want me which means you have reservations.”
I nod, unwilling to escape the truth of the matter. “Being with me is dangerous, Sabrina. “You know who the fuck I am.” It’s not a question but she nods anyway. “Then you know that I have enemies everywhere, known and unknown, and they won’t hesitate to use you, to attempt to hurt you just to get to me.”
She sips from the wine glass in front of her, nodding to let me know she’s listening.
“I won’t ever let harm to you, Sabrina, you have to know that. But you need to know what you’re getting into before you agree.”
Her big hazel eyes watch me, fear and excitement and hesitation swirling in the gold and brown depths. “What am I supposed to do with this information?”
I smile. “Tell me how you feel, Sweeting. Do you want to be with me?” There’s no hiding her feelings but this is a risk she has to take because she wants it, not because I force it on her.
“I do,” she answers, her tone almost pleading.
“But?”
“But,” she sighs, raking her fingers through her hair. “I can’t give up my life and just live up here with you forever.”
My brows dip into a frown. “Why the hell not?”
Her smile is so fucking sweet that I can’t help but smile back. “Because I have a job, Brax. I have goals that I want to achieve and I can’t exactly be a professional photographer from your penthouse.”
“That’s fair,” I concede even if I don’t like it. “I’ll assign you full-time protection that way I’ll always know you’re safe.”
She laughs, shaking her blond hair. “That’s crazy, Brax. I’m a student and a cook, that’s like telling the whole damn world I’m yours.”
“Mine,” I grin. “I like the sound of that because you are mine, Sabrina.”
She shivers, licking her lips as her gaze darkens. “Okay, by the whole world I mean your enemies.”
Her words are a gut punch but the fact that she’s already worrying about it means she is mine. She is meant for me. My perfect fit. “They will know that you’re mine because I’m going to shout it from the fucking rooftops, Sabrina. I just need you to know that you will always be at risk because of me.”
“I can’t live knowing that someone else is going to be a target because of me, Brax.”
“Is that a jab at me?” Does she think I’m a fucking monster?
“No, of course not. You want the entire world to know I’m yours, fine. But that means whoever tries to come after me to get to you will hurt or kill your security. I don’t like that.”
Goddamn this woman is absolutely perfect for me in every way. “It is the job they signed up for,” I tell her as I stand and round the table taking her hands in mine. “And that sounds like you want this too. You want me too.”
She smiles, wrapping her arms around me. “Of course I want you, Brax. How could I not?”
I don’t wait another minute to taste her mouth in a hard, punishing kiss that quickly burns out of control. This woman sees me, all of me and she still wants me.
Sabrina pulls back with a heavy-lidded gaze. “I need you Brax. Now.”
“Fuck,” I growl and spin her away from me, kissing down her spine, tugging her lacy panties down her legs until I’m face to face with her wet, pink pussy.
“Oh!” Her back arches when my tongue dances against her clit, flicking around her pussy. “Brax, yes!”
I grip her lush ass cheeks and lick her until she’s bent over the dining room table and shaking with pleasure. She’s so fucking sweet and I can’t get enough, growling as I lap up her juices.
“I’m so close, Brax. Need your dick.”
I stand with a growl. “Need you. Bad.”
“I’m here.” The words come out breathlessly and when she looks at me over her shoulder, gaze full of lust, the last of my control snaps. “Desperate for you to make me come.”
She’s so fucking wet that when I slam my cock into her, the friction is overwhelming and my leg muscles tremble. “I can’t hold back.”
“Don’t.”
I grip her shoulder with one hand and wrap her hair around my fist in the other, pounding into her hard and fast, fucking her all the way down to her soul until I’ve fully claimed her. She’s already clenching around my cock. “Your pussy is so greedy for me.”
“Give her what she wants,” she teases, arching more and I slide even deeper. “Yes!”
“Fuck, Sabrina.” My hips move like they have a mind of their own. Hard. Deep. The only sound in the room is her moans and our slick flesh smacking together.
“Oh my god, Brax! Yes!” Her body is shaking and quivering, her sweet pussy is fisting my cock in the perfect vise grip that quickly sends me right over the edge with her.
My cock pulses, pumping my seed into her until I’m empty. Satisfied. Ready to go again. “Sweeting.”
“That. Was. Wow.” She laughs, causing her to squeeze my cock and she shivers at the sensation. “Stay there. Please.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I tell her, kissing a trail of heat across her neck and back. Her pussy pumping my cock back to life.
“Already,” she asks with a hint of a smile in her voice.
“You won’t be able to walk straight tomorrow,” I growl in her ear.
“Walking is overrated,” she laughs and I know I’m going to have a good, long life with this woman.