Craving (Steel Brothers Saga #1)

“I want to be yours,” I said.

“You don’t. You can’t. I can’t have you.”

“Talon, I’m right here. You have me.”

He looked at me for a moment, his eyes on fire, but something clawed at him. He was scared.

“Whatever it is, Talon, we can face it together. Let me help you.”

“Need you. Need to be inside you. Need you to take the demons away.” His body trembled.

He needed me to take the lead this time. I sensed it, knew it in my very soul. I moved away from his body, sat up, pulled my sundress over my head, and tossed it on the floor. I hadn’t worn a bra, and my nipples were already stiff and hard. I flipped my sandals off and removed my thong. Then I slowly began to unbutton his burgundy cotton shirt. With each button, I exposed more of his beautiful bronze skin, and my pussy throbbed harder.

I eased the shirt over his shoulders, helped him pull his arms out, and discarded the garment. I unbuckled his belt, and though I wanted to strip him naked quickly, climb on top of him, and fuck his brains out, I went slowly. I needed to calm him down. Slowly, each tooth of the zipper released, and I moved down to the foot of his bed and pulled off his boots and socks. Then I pulled his jeans over his legs and finally removed his boxers. He was erect, as big and proud as I’d ever seen him, a pearl of pre-come beading on his slit. His black nest of pubic hair drew me, and I bent down and inhaled his musky maleness.

“You’re so beautiful, Talon. Every part of you. I’ve never seen a more beautiful man. Never.”

I kissed the tip of his dick, and then I kissed his abdomen, trailing my tongue up the hard muscled bronze to his copper nipples. I flicked my tongue over one of them, and he jerked.

I kissed up to his shoulders up his neck to his earlobe. I sucked it into my mouth and gave it a tug.

“Let me take care of you,” I whispered into his ear. “Please. I want this.”

He squeezed his eyes shut, and the beginning of a tear emerged in the corner of one.

“Don’t fight this, baby. I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you.” I kissed around the outer shell of his ear, pushed my tongue inside a few times.

He shivered and sighed. I moved away from his head for a moment and threaded my fingers into his gorgeous mop of hair. I combed my fingers through it, massaging his scalp, digging my fingernails in just a little.

He sighed again. “That feels nice.”

“You just relax, baby. I’m in charge tonight.”

I continued my assault. Once I had given him a good scalp massage, I moved my fingers to his cheeks and massaged his cheekbones, his temples, and then his jawline.

“You’re so tense. Relax. Let it go.” I massaged the tops of his shoulders and his pecs. “Turn over, baby. I want to give you a back rub.”

“Jade, as much as I would love a back rub, I’m hard as a rock right now. I need you on my cock.”

I chuckled. “I thought I was in charge here.”

“Just sit on me, baby. Fuck me. Then you can help me relax. And pretty soon I’ll be hard for you again.”

I couldn’t say no to that. My pussy was dripping. I wanted that big cock inside me so bad I thought I might die if I couldn’t have it.

“Please, blue eyes. Come ride me.”

I moved toward his hardness and slowly, inch by succulent inch, I lowered myself onto his cock. So complete, and so full. Never like this with anyone else.

“Yeah, baby,” he said. “So perfect. So right.”

I let out a soft sigh as I took in the last glorious inch of him.

“God, I love that. That sound you make when I first go inside you. So sexy. God, Jade, fuck me good. Fuck me hard. I need you.”

I lifted myself and plunged back down on his cock.

“Yeah, baby. Faster though. I want you to fuck me. Send me to the fucking moon.”

I thrust faster, my hips pistoning. So fast, so good, and within moments I was edging toward climax.

“Touch your clit, baby. Make yourself come. Let me watch you pleasure yourself. That’s so hot.”

I trailed my hand over my breasts and down my tummy onto my very bare vulva to my clit. It was sopping wet with my juices. I trailed my finger around it, and that was all it took.

I exploded. Stars whirled above me. My whole body shattered around me, and kaleidoscopes and rainbows appeared in my mind’s eye. I continued riding Talon as hard as I could.

“Yeah, baby, yeah. You’re so beautiful. Come for me. Come for me, baby.” And then he pushed into me hard with one last thrust. “God. Feels so good. Nobody but you. Want you. Only thing I’ve ever wanted.”

When we both finally calmed down and our breathing had returned to normal, I let his cock slide out of me and I crawled into his arms. “Rest for a few minutes,” I said. “But then I owe you a back rub.”





Chapter Twenty-Eight





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