Chapter 30 Collins #2
“I need your cock, baby,” I moaned. “Please.” I felt his finger slip out of me, and Brady pushed up on his elbow so he could look at me. When he brought his fingers up to my mouth, I opened instinctively and let him slide them in my mouth, and I closed my lips around them, so I could taste myself.
“Show me your tongue,” Brady whispered as he pulled his fingers out of my mouth. “I want to give you a taste of me. Is that okay?”
I opened my mouth in response and did what he asked.
I didn’t know I was so good at following directions—maybe just his.
Brady’s hand gripped my jaw hard as I stuck my tongue out a little bit.
I wanted it to leave a mark. “Look at you,” he said right before he spit in my mouth.
I moaned when I felt it hit my tongue. “Swallow me,” Brady said with his forehead pressed against mine.
A shiver racked my whole body as I did what he said. Who knew this nerdy man had this mouth?
“Are you ready?” he asked me softly.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Please.”
Brady wrapped his arms around my back and pulled me up, so both of us were on our knees. I pushed him back so he was sitting and straddled him again. I went for the hem of his crewneck and pulled it over his head so I could drag my hands all over his body.
“Fuck,” he breathed. “I like it when you use your nails.” I dragged my nails down his chest, and his head fell back onto the headrest of the couch. The noise that came out of his mouth was somewhere between a moan and a whimper. I wanted to hear it over and over again.
“I need to go get a condom, Collins,” he moaned, and looked up at me.
I held out my arm in response and poked at the birth control bar under my skin. “I’m all good if you are,” I breathed. “I want to feel every part of you. I want to feel it when you fill me up.” His hips bucked up into me at the words, and I moaned again.
“I’m good,” he said. “I’m so fucking good.” I immediately brought my hands to his belt, and undid it and his pants in record time. He lifted his hips enough for me to push his pants down his muscular thighs. Why had I been paying such close attention to his arms when these existed? Holy hell.
I licked the palm of my hand before I grabbed his hard cock, and moved my hand up and down a few times.
“Holy shit, Collins. Put me inside you. Please.” I wanted to tease him, make him wait a little bit longer, but I couldn’t.
I already felt like I was going to go insane if I didn’t have him as close to me as possible in the next five seconds.
I positioned his dick at my entrance and started to slide down. Both of our moans filled the empty shop, and I had to stop for a second. He was big. “I have to go slow,” I said. “It’s a lot.”
“Then go slow, baby.” Brady leaned forward and took one of my nipples into his mouth again. Goosebumps rose all over my skin. “You can take it.” I slid down another inch and gasped. “Relax,” Brady whispered against my chest. “I’ve got you.”
“Kiss me,” I moaned. I was fucking addicted to this man’s mouth being on mine. Our tongues tangled with each other’s as I got him fully seated inside me. When my center met his hips, I gasped and clenched down on him.
Brady’s hips bucked up involuntarily. “Careful,” he breathed. “If you do that, this is going to be over before it even starts. How do you feel?”
“Full,” I said, and I felt his cock twitch inside me.
Brady’s head fell back again. “God, you better start moving if you’re going to say shit like that,” he said.
“Whatever you say,” I said, and started rocking my hips into him.
“Fuck.” His hands roamed all over my body—my shoulders, my back, my hips, my ass—as I found my rhythm. “Oh my fucking god, Collins. I love being inside you.”
“Keep talking,” I moaned. I loved hearing his voice—hearing what I did to him.
“You feel so good,” he said. “You’re so good at this.” Brady started to move his thumb over my clit, and I could feel my orgasm starting to ooze down my spine in record time. Everything about Brady made my senses go haywire. I had no control. All I could do was be along for the ride.
I moved my hips faster, and a strangled noise came out of Brady’s throat. “That’s it, baby. Fuck me just like that.”
“I’m close,” I moaned.
“God, yes, use me. Come all over my cock. It’s all yours.
” I started to lose control, and my body started to jerk.
The moans that came out of Brady were unrestrained—like he was losing control, too—like we had no choice but to fall into each other and never come out.
“I can feel you getting tighter, holy shit. That’s it.
God, I can’t wait to feel you.” My mouth fell open with a moan, and I couldn’t move anymore, but Brady pushed himself up into me as he played with my clit.
I moaned his name over and over again as the wave crashed through me. My body trembled and my lungs felt like I couldn’t suck down enough air no matter how hard I tried. I collapsed into Brady’s shoulder, and I immediately felt his hands moving up and down my spine.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispered in my ear. When I pulled back and looked down at him, he was looking at me with so much tenderness that I felt he could see right down to my marrow.
He held up his hands in front of his face, and moved his index finger—taking a mental picture of me. I collapsed against him again, and he went back to rubbing my back and whispering praise in my ear. He was still hard inside me.
“Let me take care of you,” I said against his shoulder.
“I’m good right here, Collins,” he said softly. “You were so perfect.”
“I want to,” I said. “I need to.” I rose up slowly, and both of us gasped as Brady slid out of me.
I got on my knees in front of him. His cock was covered in me, and I wrapped my lips around it.
“Oh, fuck,” Brady said. He held my hair back and stroked my cheeks as I moved my mouth up and down and twisted my hands around the base of his dick.
“Spit on it, Collins,” he ground out, and I took my mouth off him, so I could look him right in the eye while I did exactly what he said.
His eyes were hooded and wild. I watched his head fall back when I skated my teeth up the underside of his cock before taking it back into my mouth.
“This isn’t going to take very long, holy shit. ”
Brady’s hips bucked, and I reveled in the power I had over him.
“Collins, I’m going to come.” He pulled at my hair, but I didn’t budge.
“I’m serious, baby—oh, oh—” Brady groaned as he spent himself in my mouth.
His body jerked, and his hips bucked, and when I looked up at him, he looked like he’d totally lost control.
I loved it.
I swallowed as much of him as I could and licked up and down his shaft. “Too much,” he gasped. “It’s too much.” He leaned forward and pulled me onto the couch with him. “Holy fuck,” he said as he stroked my cheek.
“Yeah,” I breathed.
His eyes caught on the side of my mouth, and he smiled. “What?” I asked.
“You, um, you have a little bit of, um…me on you.” I instinctively brought my hand up to wipe at my mouth, but Brady stopped me.
“I’ll get it,” he said softly. He licked the side of my mouth and then kissed me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, and our legs intertwined.
Brady tucked my head under his chin and started rubbing my back again.
“I think I finally get the whole ‘love seats are for lovers’ thing,” I breathed—remembering what he told me about the name when I first came home. “We should probably take the steamer to this one before delivery.”
“Before it goes to Toades?”
My mouth fell open. “Please tell me you’re joking,” I said. Brady bit down on a smile and shook his head. I slapped my hand over my mouth and started laughing. Brady’s body shook with laughter, too.
I wanted to stay here forever.
He pulled me even closer to him, and I felt like nothing could get to me here—not when I was with him. I wanted to take this feeling with me everywhere. Or maybe I just wanted to take him with me everywhere.
“Brady,” I whispered “I—” My voice trailed off.
“Me too, Collins,” he said with his lips on my forehead. “Me too.”