Chapter 30

Rein

Brayden was tense above me as I sucked him off. His hands were in my hair, and his breathing was sharp. I knew I could finish him right here and now if I wanted, but I desperately wanted to feel him inside my pussy. I needed to be as close to him as I possibly could.

He pulled me off of his cock seconds later, using my hair to pull me up on top of him. I planted a knee on either side of his waist as his lips crashed into mine. He kissed me hungrily, and our teeth clashed as we tried to swallow each other.

I lifted my hips and felt the tip of him against my thigh. I leaned into him, but he dropped his hands to my ass and held me in place.

“Not yet,” he whispered.

I groaned in exasperation and rotated my hips in his hands. “Come on,” I pleaded. “Let me ride you. Like you’ve been thinking about.”

“Not yet,” he said again.

Then his fingers wandered from my ass to between my legs, and he used his fingers to spread me open. I arched my back to invite him inside me.

He traced the opening of my pussy with slow fingers. He was driving me wild, and he was doing it on purpose. I couldn’t believe how horny I was. I pressed down into his lap, and he finally obliged me by sliding one finger into me. He pushed in deeper as I settled lower into his lap. His cock was pressed up tight against my thigh.

I rolled my hips, and he pressed his finger against my walls, pushing and pulling at me. I moaned and draped my arms over his shoulders. I lifted myself up and he eased another finger inside me.

Our lips found each other once more, and he thrusted his fingers into me, fucking me slowly and in rhythm to our tongues sliding past each other.

He rubbed my pulsing clit, and my orgasm washed over me. He cupped my pussy with one hand as I came, and when I was coming down from the high, he filled me again.

“Oh God,” I said, my thighs aching from the muscle spasms of my climax.

He kissed me and grinned. “You’re so wet.”

“I know.”

Brayden pulled out of me and spread me open again. “You want to sit on it, baby?”

I moaned in anticipation, arching my back and lifting my ass. His cock sprang up beneath me, and he guided me down onto it. I took him, inch by inch, until I was sitting in his lap and his cock was buried in me to the hilt. Then I rocked my hips in slow, small circles.

He held on to my ass, his fingers grazing the sides of my stretched pussy and teasing the sensitive skin there. He lifted me up, trying to encourage me to move up and down.

“It’s no fun when someone teases you, hey?” I asked deviously, falling still on his lap. His cock twitched inside me.

He smiled. “It’s still a little fun.”

I lifted up until just the tip of him was inside me, and then I slid down slowly. I was so wet and slick that he glided in and out deliciously. I found that once I started riding him, I couldn’t stop.

I bounced in his lap, and his cock pounded deep inside me. My breathing became sharp, and I couldn’t stop myself from gasping with delight when he grabbed my hips and held me down on his dick.

I came with him deep inside me.

Brayden wrapped his arms under my ass and stood effortlessly. I sat in his hands and he lifted me up and down. His strength was so fucking sexy. He worked me on his cock, and I clung to him with my arms wrapped around his neck.

Then he carried me into my bedroom and tossed me down on the bed. He pushed me down on my back and spread my legs open. Right as he dropped down to one knee between my legs, the doorbell rang.

He paused and cocked his head to the side. “Were you expecting someone?”

I looked down at him, his face hovering between my knees. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. “It’s just pizza. They’ll leave soon.”

“I can go get it,” he offered.

I shook my head. “Hell no. You stay where you are.”

Brayden gave me a crooked smile and then dropped his other knee. He pushed down on the insides of my thighs, and my knees hit the bed. Then, all I could see was his eyes and the top of his head as he went down on me.

The doorbell rang again, and we both carried on like we hadn’t heard it.

His tongue moved in long strokes up and down until he reached my clit, which he outlined with his tongue before pulling it between his lips. He suckled and tugged until I came. He drank from me and continued sucking my clit as he slipped a finger into my pussy.

When I came another time, he got to his feet and stood between my legs. He stared down at me as I held my tits and squeezed them together.

“Do you have a condom?” he asked.

We don’t need one, I thought to myself. Instead of speaking the words, I nodded and stretched across the bed to open my nightstand drawer. I grabbed him a condom and tossed it to him. He caught it, ripped it open with his teeth, and tossed the wrapper aside before rolling it down the length of his cock.

He grabbed me under the knees and pulled me to him. I giggled as he moved me around with little effort, and then I fell still, captivated by him as he leaned into me. The tops of his thighs pressed my legs back farther until his cock slipped inside me. He pulled out, only to plunge back down over and over until I was a shaking, quivering mess beneath him, powerless beneath the intensity of my orgasm.

I screamed his name and clutched at his arms as I came. He planted his hands on either side of me and fucked me hard and fast. I forgot all about the time that had passed since he left for Florida. He was back, and he wasn’t going to leave me again. Some might call me a fool for believing him, but I did, and the happiness he gave me was worth risking it all a hundred times over.

I dug my nails into his wrists, and he gritted his teeth above me. His hair hung in front of his eyes, and the muscles in his jaw flexed. I traced my fingers up his forearms and followed his veins until they disappeared at his shoulders. I used the lines of muscle across his back as a map to his sides, where I pressed my nails against him once more.

Brayden groaned and dropped down to kiss my neck. All the while, he continued moving inside me, his hips dipping and rolling like a wave. Every thrust felt deeper, and soon, I was coming unhinged and baring my soul to him as sweat broke out at the nape of my neck.

He pushed me up higher on the bed and crawled toward me. I moved to get on top of him, but he pushed me back down by my shoulders. I stayed where I was on my back, holding my knees together teasingly as he tried to push them apart.

“Let me in,” he said softly, planting kisses along my shoulders. He tried to ease my legs apart, but I held fast and giggled breathlessly.

I was playing a game that he and I both knew I could not win. And that was the fun of it.

He grabbed me by the hips and flipped me over so that I was on my stomach. He told me to stay where I was, but I pushed him and tried to roll back over. He planted a hand in the small of my back and held me down. He leaned over me and pinched my earlobe between his teeth.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” he whispered hoarsely.

“Good.” I sighed, arching my back and pressing my ass against his dick. I lifted upward so that my hips were off the bed and all my weight was on my elbows. He grabbed my waist and pulled me down on his cock.

As he rode me, I gripped the sheets beneath me until I pulled the edges off the mattress. Brayden’s hips jerked, and he rocked against me as his orgasm crept up on him.

His hands moved up my waist to my shoulders, and he pulled me down harder, driving deeper into me than he had ever been. Then he came. His warm come filled me up just as I gave in to my own climax.

We stayed joined together until we were both done, and then we climbed up to the top of the bed to rest our heads on my pillows.

Brayden rested a hand on my hip as I rolled onto my side to face him. I cupped my hand under my cheek and watched him catch his breath. His eyes were closed, and he was facing the ceiling. He was so handsome, so perfect, and I let myself be in awe of him for a couple minutes before I did what I should have done when I first realized I had forgiven him.

I had to tell him I was pregnant.

I was sure he would take it well. We were both on the same page now. But there was still a voice of fear in my head telling me that this was it. This was when he would really walk away from me forever.

“Brayden,” I said softly. “I have to tell you something.”

His eyes fluttered open, and he turned his head to the side to look at me. When he saw my face, he must have realized that this was something serious because he rolled over to face me and reached out to caress my cheek with his hand.

“What’s the matter?” he asked.

“Maybe nothing. It depends how you see it.”

He arched an eyebrow. “Okay.”

I took a deep breath. I just had to say it. I couldn’t hide it. He would see my belly in a month or two, and it would be out of the bag anyway.

“I’m pregnant,” I said.

The two words hung between us for a good five seconds before he reacted.

“Pregnant?” he asked, his eyes a little wide. He looked much the same as Gracie had when I told her.

I nodded. “Yes. I found out last week. I went to the doctor. I’m healthy. Everything is good. But yes. I’m pregnant, and it’s yours.”

“You didn’t call…” he said slowly.

“I wasn’t going to. I didn’t want you to feel like you had no other choice but to come back here. I couldn’t make you give up the life I thought you loved in Florida. If you came back here or called me, I wanted it to be because you wanted to be with me.”

“And I do.” He put a hand on my hip and moved closer to me. I could smell his cologne and the sweet musk of his sweat. “I meant what I said. I love you. I’m not going anywhere. I want to do this with you.”

I exhaled a sigh of relief. I felt lighter than I’d been in weeks. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
“Bella is going to be ecstatic,” he said, chuckling.

“Do you think she’ll want a brother or sister?” I nuzzled in close to him and settled against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and rested his chin on my head.

“I don’t think she’ll care. She’s just going to be happy to have a family.”

I smiled into him and listened to his heartbeat against my cheek.

“We are going to make one good-looking kid.”

Laughing, I poked him in the ribs. He flinched and chuckled, then kissed the top of my head.

I knew in that moment that everything was going to be all right. For the first time in a decade, I felt like I was truly where I was supposed to be.

I had finally found my home.