It didn’t take me long to get to the Titan residence. But as I parked my car down the street a little, butterflies starting flapping in my stomach. Just the thought of having Brad, with no reservations, excited me to no end. I took several calming breaths before stepping out of the car. Even though it was almost midnight, the street was still lit up by the security lights. Anyone, at any time, could see us. Was it worth the risk?
When I saw Brad standing next to his truck wearing a leather jacket with no shirt underneath, dark washed jeans and boots, I knew I was seriously fucked. We would be lucky if we even made it to the tree before I ravaged him right here on the street. To make matters worse, he shrugged out of his jacket, and the closer I got, his tattoos, piercings, and muscles were on full display. My mother hadn’t been wrong when she said he had aged well. At that moment I wanted to take a bite out of him.
I stopped a few feet away from him, his determined eyes burning a hole through me. I shivered when he pushed off his truck, his muscles jumping and bulging from every movement. I stood stock still as he walked a full circle around me, a growl catching in his throat. God, why did that sound make me so wet?
“So, little Claire Bear wants to play, does she?” His gruff, sex-laced voice rumbled through the quiet street.
Oh, fuck me! I’ll cream right here if he talks like that again. I know I will.
I didn’t say anything, afraid that my voice would crack from the arousal coursing through my veins. He pulled a strand of my hair between his fingers, inhaling as deep as he could. I saw the light glint off his nipple piercings, turning me on even more. He growled low in this throat as my breathing quickened—my body already so close to overheating, and we haven’t even done anything yet. There was no way I was going to last, especially if he kept up the bad boy façade.
“Nothing to say, love?” his voice deepened an octave as he stepped closer to me, his lips now firmly against my ear. “Well, I have a few ideas. Ones that will have you begging to ride my cock before we’re done. Does that sound like something you want to try? Hmm?”
I nodded my head. He nibbled my lobe, going lower to nip and suck at my neck. “Yes. God, yes,” I whimpered.
With quick movements he had me over his shoulder, arms banded around my upper thighs, my vision now zeroed in on his tight ass. Taking off at a dead sprint, he cleared the side of his father’s house, my breathing now racing off the charts the closer we got to our destination. Could one really pass out just from pre-sex talk? I didn’t know for sure, but if he didn’t get to it, that’s exactly what would happen.
He chuckled, slapping my ass as we passed the outdoor pool. Feeling a bit playful myself, I returned the favor. My hand landed on his ass, one that seemed to be made of pure stone. He groaned into the night, his hand tightening on my thighs. When he stopped running, he lowered me over his body, my front sliding against his all the way to the ground. The smile on his face was laced with pure devilish intent. Damn, did that one look thrill the fuck out of me! I wanted everything he had to offer, plus more.
I wanted him to make me scream louder than I have before, to come longer and harder than ever before. I was sure he was up for the challenge; this was Brad we were talking about. Pushing his chest into mine, he forced me up against our willow tree. I moaned when the hardness of the tree met my back. Loving the feel of it against my naked skin. Lifting me by the ass, my legs automatically went around his waist, settling my core over his clothed erection. He began grinding against me, sucking and biting at my neck the entire time. I was a wet, oxygen-deprived mess by the time he was done tormenting my neck.
His hand left my ass for a mere second—long enough for him to pull my top down, releasing my aching breasts. Holding me up with his leg against the tree, he cupped both, pushing them together. He licked and sucked, snuggling his face in the middle of my tits. I cried out when his tongue began lapping at my erect nipples, forcing them to become harder for him. My nails raked up his back as he spent what seemed like forever loving my breasts.
I whimpered in protest when he pulled away, his hand going to the back of my dress to unbuckle the clasps that held it on. It immediately left the front of my body bare. The moment the metal bars of his nipple rings touched mine, I cried out. The feeling wasn’t one I’ve ever felt before, but one I found I enjoyed very much. He shushed me with a mind-blowing kiss, forcing his tongue into my mouth. Every plunge sent a flood of wetness between my legs.
“I could kiss you forever…so fucking sweet,” he said between each earth-shattering pass of his lips.
“Just fuck me…please,” I groaned into his mouth.
He pulled away, settling me on my feet. My dress fell the rest of the way to the ground as he did. “Not yet, love. I want to see what that dirty little mouth of yours can do first.”
He began unbuttoning his pants, his breathing growing huskier when he saw the desire to suck his cock in my eyes. Having already kneeled in front of him, I slapped his hands away, making quick work of freeing his length. He chuckled, placing his arms behind his head, the action making his washboard stomach that much more defined.
Freeing him, I closed my mouth around him, swallowing all of him. He was bigger than the last time I’d went down on him, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle. Pressing my tongue flat against the underside of him, I slid his dick all the way to the back of my throat. A shaky moan from above told me I was doing something right. Closing my eyes, I got lost in the smell, taste, and feel of him in my mouth.
Reaching my hand up to softly cradle his balls, he gasped. “Oh fuck, Claire Bear. I’ll never last with you doing that. Fuck!” he groaned.
I tried smiling around his girth, saliva slipping from my mouth as I did. I began stroking him as I went up and down, my pace picking up the longer I did it. His knees began trembling, the look on his face screamed pure fucking ecstasy. Sitting back on my haunches, I slipped him out of my mouth, all except for the tip. Giving a hard suck, while swirling my tongue around his mushroom head, I tasted the salty drop of pre-come oozing out. His hand ran through my hair, gripping tightly.
“Enough!” he growled.
When I sped up instead of stopping, his curses sounded throughout the night air as he began to furiously pump into my mouth. I felt him swell, and with a roar of my name, he threw his head back as his seed spurted down my throat. Gulping as fast as I could, there was still too much, and some escaped my mouth, sliding down my chin. I stood up with a triumphant smile on my face. Taking my finger, I swiped at the excess and sucked it off the tip.
He pinned me with a mischievous smirk. His eyes already darkened and hooded, they darkened even further. He pulled my naked body to his, the rise and fall of his chest brushing against my stiff nipples. I was still amazed to find him as hard as ever when his length pressed against my core.
“You feel this?” he asked in a seductive tone, grinding his erection against my mound.
“Yes,” I answered in a shaky breath, licking my lips before continuing. “I feel it.”
“This little bastard hasn’t gone down since you came back. Do you know why?”
I shook my head, completely ignorant about where he was going with this. His grip tightened on my waist, pulling me closer to him as if he were trying to meld our two bodies together. “Because he’s just as fucked up over you as my heart is.”