Brody’s deep chuckle shook against her. “It might be too soon to tell, but I’m pretty sure we just ruined our friendship.”
“That’s okay.” She continued her efforts to slow her breathing. “We weren’t really all that close, anyway.”
He threw his head back, a bark of laughter filling the entire room.
Talk about beautiful.
Wanting to give him as much pleasure as he’d bestowed up on her, Ro used her good hand to nudge Brody over, onto his back.
“What are you—”
“Shh…” She pressed her lips to his. After kissing him thoroughly, she pulled back just to see his eyes. And as she stared down at the man who had forever changed her, she smiled with a whispered, “My turn.”
14
My dick is goingto explode.
Brody was almost certain of it. He was so hard, sofull, the damn thing felt like it was seconds away from splitting itself right in two if he didn’t find the release he was craving. And yet…as he laid with his back on the mattress and Ro’s head between his legs, stopping her was the very last thing on his mind.
Hot, wet, and velvety smooth, she ran the tip of her tongue along his steely length. The slow pace at which the vixen moved was both Heaven and hell. An exhilarating, torturous rollercoaster of pleasure he wanted to ride forever.
Brody hissed in a sharp breath when the tip of her tongue brushed across a particularly sensitive spot.
Reaching down, he filled his hands with her long, silken hair as Ro moved up one side and down the other. He moaned loudly, wondering somewhere in the back of his mind if death by pleasure existed.
If not, I may just be its first victim.
Wet, molten heat surrounded him as Ro sucked him as far into her mouth as he could physically go. His throbbing tip hit the back of her throat a fraction of a second before she began to pull back again.
Up and down. Up and down. Her lips felt like fiery velvet as they sucked him with perfection.
“Jesus, Ro.” Brody panted.
Those lips sucked him harder, her teasing tongue licking and taunting him in ways he never wanted to forget. But as she began to move faster, suck harder, he knew her needed to stop.
Not because he wasn’t enjoying what she was doing. Because he wanted to be inside her when he came. And if he didn’t stop her really fucking soon…
“Nope.” Brody used both hands to gently pull her off and away.
He had to be careful with her.Alwayswith her. But he had to be especially careful now since she was injured.
Not just injured. She has a fucking bullet hole in her arm.
Yeah, she sure as hell did. Which meant this was the very last thing they should be doing. But when he’d walked out of his bathroom and seen her sitting up in his bed with her hair disheveled from sleep and his shirt covering her delectable body, he’d only had one thought…
Mine.
And when she’d begged him to make love to her, well. He wasn’t a saint, and a man could only be so strong.
“Hey!” Ro looked up at him as she sat on her knees between his thighs. “Why’d you stop me? I wasn’t finished.”
“No, but I was.”
“Oh.” A wry grin lifted one corner of her red and swollen lips. “I see.”
“Do you?”
Did she truly see him? Was it even possible for her to truly see what she was doing to him? What she’d already done?