Safe with Me Page 18

His cock stirs, slowly lengthening in the early morning light. I run my tongue from his scrotum, up the underside of his gorgeous dick to the head, where I lap at it like an ice cream cone.

Glancing up to his face, I’m not surprised to find his eyes wide open and watching me intently, a half smile on his full lips.

Without saying anything, I sink down around him, pulling him fully into my mouth, sucking gently.

“Ah, hell,” he whispers and lifts his arms to grip the pillow at either side of his head. His biceps and forearms flex, and my stomach clenches at the sight, knowing what it feels like to have those strong arms wrapped around me.

As I pull up his shaft, I use my hand to pump him slowly, firmly, and then sink down again, cupping his balls in my hand and rubbing that tender flesh just under his scrotum.

“Brynna!” he exclaims, surprised and turned on, and his cock hardens even more in my mouth.

With the next pass up his shaft, I barely graze him with the very edge of my teeth, just to tickle the sensitive skin, and suddenly I’m on my back beneath him and he’s kissing me deeply, passionately, his hands roam up and down my skin, as though he’s never touched me before.

“I wanted to make you come,” I pout when he skims down to kiss my jawline and earlobe.

“You almost did.” He bites the top of my shoulder and then glides his nose back up to my chin. “But you always come first, Legs. Fuck you smell good.”

“I smell like sex,” I laugh.

“Mmm,” he agrees and gazes down at me, his ice blue eyes shining with lust and happiness. He positions himself and slowly pushes into me, all the way to the hilt. As he stills, he brushes his knuckles down my cheek and kisses me sweetly.

“How do you feel?” he whispers.

“Good,” I reply and try to circle my hips, but he’s pinning me, holding me still.

“Are we okay?” he asks, his eyes serious.

“We will be, as soon as you start moving your sexy ass.”

He smiles, showing me his dimples, and glides in and out in one long, fluid motion.

“Better?”

“Oh yeah.” I swallow hard. “Did you sleep?”

“Better than I have in years,” he confirms with a slight frown and then moves his hips again. “God, you feel so good, baby.”

He gathers both of my hands in his, laces our fingers and pulls them over my head, pinning them to the mattress as he begins to move faster and harder, watching me intently as he makes love to me.

I slide my legs up his thighs, and hitch them around his hips, opening myself up to him even more.

“Fuck, yes,” he growls and loses himself in me, pushing and pulling, his breathing erratic, his hands gripping mine firmly, until he sinks in, hard, and comes violently, shuddering and growling, sending me over the edge with him.

As he recovers, he releases my hands and kisses my nose. “Well, good morning,
Legs.”

“Legs?” I ask with a giggle. “What is it with the legs?”

“Ah, baby, when you laugh when I’m inside you…” He shakes his head before resting his forehead against my own. “Have I mentioned that I love your legs?”

“Once or twice,” I reply dryly. “But I don’t mind being reminded.”

***

“I want jellybeans!” Josie announces as we settle in the living room to watch a movie together.

“How often do you do movie night?” Caleb asks, sitting on the couch and passing Josie her package of jellybeans.

“I try to do it once a week.”

“I want peanut butter cups!” Maddie grins up at Caleb and bats her eyelashes, making me giggle.

She is such a flirt.

“Coming right up,” Caleb passes her the candy and grins as they lay on their bellies amid a plethora of blankets and pillows.

“What are we watching?” he asks.

“Ivan The Incredible.”

“Great,” he grins and presses play on the remote, hands me the bowl of popcorn as he whispers, “I have no idea what that movie is.”

“It’s okay,” I whisper back, “they’ll fall asleep in an hour and finish it tomorrow.”

“Do you want one of my peanut butter cups?” Maddie offers Caleb.

“No thanks, honey,” Caleb smiles down at her.

“You don’t like them?” she asks with a frown.

“Not really.” He shrugs. “I’m not much of a peanut butter guy.”

“You have to like them!” Josie jumps up and Maddie follows, mutiny in their eyes.

“I do?” he asks with a raised eyebrow, and I know what is about to happen.

“Yep! Here, eat it!” Maddie jumps up and throws herself in his lap, trusting that he’ll catch her.

“You can’t make me!” he shouts playfully, making a show of trying to fend them off as Josie joins in the fun.

“You must eat it!” Josie cries and begins to tickle his side.

“I’m not ticklish!”

“Yes you are!”

All I can do is sit back and giggle.

“Help! Brynna, get these little pests off me! I’m not strong enough!”

“You’re a wimp!” Josie informs him with a loud giggle and continues to tickle him.

“Eat it, wimp!” Maddie laughs and continues to try to feed him the candy.

Finally, he opens his arms wide and gathers them against him, stands and proceeds to run about the room, yelling like a Spartan on that show on Starz, “Victory!”

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