302 Forbidden Ave (A Cherry Falls Romance #9) - Jenika Snow Page 0,25

be your only, Amelia. You’re mine.”

I swallowed. “Good, because I don’t want anyone else. Ever.” I reached behind me to undo my bra and let it fall to the floor. My panties were next.

And then I was nude. For him. The only man to ever have seen me naked. To ever see me this way.

Nothing would ever be the same after this, and I was so ready for that to be my future.

11

Braxton

I stared down at Amelia, and took in the sight of her creamy, flawless flesh, of the way she was absolutely perfect in my eyes in every single way. I exhaled and ran a hand over my mouth, my heart racing, adrenaline pumping through my veins.

This is real. This. Is. Real.

I was hard, harder than I’d ever fucking been in my entire life. I wanted to get lost in her.

I reached out and cupped one large breast, moved my thumb along her nipple, and had to grit my teeth to try to control himself. The weight was substantial, and my cock jerked forward powerfully, painfully. My balls drew up tight, and my muscles tensed. The image of spreading her out on the bed, opening her thighs so I could see her sweet, wet virgin pussy, and then slowly pushing my dick into her slammed into my head like a violent beast.

I had to control myself, or I’d be an animal, far too rough and anxious to be with her. And she deserved so much better than me losing control. I had to be gentle and slow with her for this first time, make Amelia enjoy it above all else. Her pleasure was far more important than mine.

I cupped both mounds now, her nipples tightening further under my palms. I wanted her to cry out in pleasure, to dig her nails into my body as I claimed her in the most primitive of ways.

She rested her forehead on my chest, and I closed my eyes, just enjoying the feeling of having her right in front of me, of only focusing on what we were doing now.

Wrapping my arms around her, I held Amelia tightly and rested my chin on the crown of her head. “You mean so much to me,” I whispered.

I inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet scent that surrounded her. She pulled back and looked up at me, and even though she was naked right in front of me and I’d just been touching her lush body, I cupped her face instead. I held her in place as I leaned down and kissed her soft and slow.

With her hands still on my chest, I felt her smooth them down my abdomen, pausing, her nervousness evident.

“Go on,” I murmured against her lips. “Touch it,” I all but gritted out, my cock jerking at the very thought of her little, smooth hand stroking along the massive length.

She paused for a moment, and I wanted to press her, to demand she ease my suffering, because she was the only one who could, but I gnashed my teeth and let her do this in her own time.

And when she finally wrapped her fingers around my cock, I let my head fall back on my neck as I groaned like a wounded fucking animal.

The pleasure… the pleasure of just knowing she was touching me there could have brought me to my knees.

She was hesitant as she moved her palm up and down, but her going slow was my only saving grace for not coming all over her belly right now. Amelia had her head resting on my pec now, her warm breath moving along my skin.

I cupped the back of her head and held her as I urged her to look up at me again so I could kiss her. Her eyes were wide when our gazes locked, and I kissed her, consuming her like she did me. I deepened the kiss, moving my tongue faster and harder against hers, getting swept away in the endless sea that was this woman.

My mind and body screamed for more, to be rougher, harder, but I fought those urges, because right now I needed to show her that I could be gentle with her.

When she moaned and pressed her body harder against mine, I moved my hands to cup her ass, squeezing the globes, her skin soft and smooth and so fucking warm. Something primal in me snapped, and I found myself lifting her easily, her hand falling away from my shaft as she instinctively