Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
After we came down from our high, I lay next to him on the bed as we faced each other. “What got into you tonight—besides me?” he asked. “I have to say, I love this version of Alex.” He caressed my cheek.
“What got into me tonight? I might ask you the same after what you pulled today.”
He moved his thumb along my face. “I guess we both decided to give up the fight together, huh?”
“What does this mean?” I asked.
He leaned in to kiss my forehead. “It means we take it moment by moment and stop worrying about what anyone thinks, start accepting what’s already in our hearts. Stop being fucking miserable because you think that’s somehow the right thing. The right answer is never to lie to yourself, Alex.”
I nodded, understanding that for the first time.
“You asked me what got into me... There’s a bit more to the story.”
I listened as Brayden recalled the fortune he’d come across at Ryan’s gravesite. It did seem like a message from above. And I was grateful for the timing.
“I think he’s sending me another message,” Brayden said, looking up at the ceiling.
I straightened. “What?”
“He says I need to go for round two.” He wriggled his brows and laughed.
“Glad to see Ryan has time to be concerned with such things from up there.”
“Right?” Brayden pulled me toward him and nuzzled my neck. “He’s so considerate.”
We fell into a kiss, and I spoke over his lips. “Well, lucky for you, I don’t think I can go another second without having you again.”
“This time, I take the lead, okay?”
“Yes, please,” I murmured.
Brayden flipped me around and pressed his body against my backside. The next thing I knew, his hand was between my legs. He massaged my clit before sliding his fingers inside of me. “I love feeling my cum inside of you.”
I tightened my muscles. “Me too.”
“There’s gonna be more where that came from.” He chuckled against me, sending a shiver down my spine. He cupped my breast as he kissed my back. I could feel his rock-hard cock at my butt crack and pushed my ass into him.
“You hinting at something, Miss Jones?”
I pushed again. “Not so subtly...”
“Ask, and you shall receive,” he whispered against my neck.
“I want it.”
“What do you want?”
“You to fuck me from behind.”
He let out a low groan. Within seconds, I felt the burn of his cock entering me. He thrust in and out and gently bit my back as he fucked me. “You’re so fucking perfect, Alex...”
I moved my hips to meet his thrusts, which grew harder and faster by the second, his balls slapping against me. There was nothing else like this—our bodies skin to skin, him inside me, his hot breath caressing my body, the noises he made. It was a symphony of pleasure I’d never experienced before him. Brayden Foster had officially ruined me for all others.
“Shit!” He groaned, his body shaking.
I felt the heat of his cum filling me, and I convulsed around him, experiencing an orgasm even more intense than the last. He moved in and out of me slowly until we’d both relaxed, and when he pulled out, I turned to face him, running my fingers through his messy hair.
“I couldn’t hold it this time,” he said. “I’m sorry.”
“I was right there behind you. Every time with you has been more incredible than the last.”
We finally dragged ourselves out of bed, and after we took a shower together, I put back on the black dress Brayden had bought me, sans underwear this time. But then we decided to order in rather than going to the restaurant where he’d made a reservation. I, for one, didn’t feel like sharing Brayden with the world tonight. It felt too good being in our own little bubble. Unlike all of the other times we’d been together, somehow there was no guilt tonight. I couldn’t explain it. Maybe it was hearing him declare his love for me, or finally realizing I was fighting a losing battle. I needed to receive Caitlin’s acceptance of the situation as a gift. And finally seeing Brayden as mine made me almost feral.
After we finished our meal, I climbed atop Brayden, who was sitting in a chair across from me. I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I don’t want to leave you this weekend.”
He lowered his hands to my ass and squeezed. “I don’t want to leave you ever.”
“What are we going to do?” I asked. “I mean, we live hours away from each other.”
He nodded. “Yeah. That’s not going to work. I want you in my bed every night. I want coffee together every morning. I want to have dinner with you during the week and talk about our days. We’ve wasted so much precious time, Alex.” He paused. “I think I should move to Connecticut.”