It's Always Been Us by L. L. Diamond

Author:L. L. Diamond [Diamond, L. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780996789196
Publisher: L.L. Diamond
Published: 2019-07-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

The clock on the bedside table read seven when my eyes sprang open. Every morning, out of habit, I woke about that same time. I did have the rare day where I slept late; however, those days were few and far between.

I nestled closer to Brandon and sighed. The few men I’d slept with had never been cuddlers, so I never realized I’d enjoy spending the night in someone’s arms so much. Brandon lay on his back while I curled up to his side with my leg thrown over his hip. My head rested on his shoulder just above his chest, though his heart still beat loudly in my ear, the soothing drumbeat that had lulled me into the land of Nod. My hand rested on his chest, but my thumb caressed the light spattering of hair that tapered down his stomach and disappeared under the sheet.

Last night, we’d kissed and touched on the sofa like a couple of horny teenagers. We were barely dressed by the time he stood, wrapping my legs around his waist so he could carry me to bed. One thing about Brandon Taylor I hadn’t known before we became intimate—he was far from a stingy lover. He loved touching me and coaxing me to a mind-splitting orgasm until I begged him to finally come into me. Just the thought of how sensitive and achy he’d made me whenever we made love made me tightly clench my thighs for some relief—even now.

Carefully, I lifted onto my forearm. He appeared so much younger and relaxed while he slept. I leaned down and softly kissed his shoulder, then his chest. When he didn’t so much as twitch, I pressed my lips to the side of his ribs, running my palm over his hip. His breathing remained steady, even though his cock had noticeably started to awaken as I kissed him. He must’ve tuckered himself out last night for that to be his only reaction.

On a whim, I ducked under the covers and took his length in my mouth. A loud gasp split the silence, but I wrapped my hand around the part I couldn’t fit and stroked the soft skin while I sucked. His hips lifted as the sheet and quilt were thrown to the other side of the bed.

“Jesus, Jena. I can . . . I can’t.” His eyes rolled back in his head as it flopped back on to the pillow, the knuckles on his one hand white from clenching the sheets, pulling them away from the mattress. The other hand found my hair, burying his fingers. Watching his breathing increase and watching him lose more and more of his control was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. When we made love, he always exhibited so much control over his own body. I loved that I could reduce him to nothing more than a writhing, moaning mess.

His hand began to tug on my hair like he was trying to drag me on top of him, but I resisted.

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