plunged into his hair and kept him tight against her body. He circled her belly button before moving lower and inhaling her sweet scent.
Then he spread her legs even farther apart and buried his face between her thighs, kissing her intimately in his favorite place. She screamed as his tongue circled her flesh, dipping in and out and circling her most sensitive area.
He sucked the ball of nerves into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it while grasping her hip and holding her steady. She cried out again as an orgasm washed over her.
While she was still shaking with her release, he climbed up her body and looked at her flushed face. Beautiful. She was absolutely beautiful.
He plunged inside her, and her eyes shot open as she squeezed him hard, her body still pulsing from her orgasm. He gritted his teeth as he began to move.
“Oh, Brandon, yes, yes, yes,” she said, her words floating away as she grabbed his head and pulled him to her, their tongues crashing together, plunging in and out while their bodies did the same.
He moved slowly at first, drawing out the last orgasm before he began working on the next. Their moans mingled in the cool night air as their speed picked up. A sheen covered their bodies as they moved in perfect harmony together. He pushed in and pulled out over and over again, neither of them ever wanting it to end.
He thrust harder and harder, and she cried out as she let go again and tightened around him, her walls holding him, pulling him, bringing him so deep inside her they truly were one being.
He let go, buried deep. His mouth connected with hers as his release filled her. They collapsed together on the bed, their limbs tangled, their breathing ragged. It was a long time before he was able to move. A satisfied smile clung to her lips as she sighed. Her skin was flushed, and she looked like the angel she was.
“Thank you,” he sighed as he pulled from her, and she groaned her displeasure at the separation.
“Oh, no, Brandon, thank you,” she told him, her words barely audible.
“You can thank me again and again,” he told her as he pulled her into the cradle of his arms and ran his hand up and down her back. She squirmed against him. He wasn’t sure he’d ever get enough of her. No matter how many times they made love, he’d want more.
“I’m going to take a quick rest, and then I’m going to kiss and lick every inch of your body,” he told her.
“Not if I do it to you first,” she promised with a sigh.
He felt himself growing hard again.
They didn’t sleep much that night.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
After waking up, Chloe lifted her arms and arched her back and groaned. She was sore—more sore than she’d ever been. There wasn’t a place on her body that didn’t feel the workout from the night before.
Though she ached, it was a good kind of ache. She and Brandon hadn’t done much sleeping that night, but that didn’t matter one little bit. She’d gladly give up all the sleep in the world to feel what he’d made her feel. She’d do it over and over again.
She could smell bacon, and her stomach rumbled. They’d gone to bed without dessert, and then they’d had a heck of a workout. She was hungrier than she’d been in a long time.
She didn’t often go without enough food, not when cooking it was her life. However, she did often get home and not feel like cooking. Her staff would be horrified to know how many nights she’d had popcorn, chocolate-covered raisins, and wine for dinner.
Now, saying that, she was one heck of a great popcorn maker. There were no microwave sacks for her. She had an air popper, and she mixed in the perfect amount of butter and cheese seasoning to make your mouth water. If she wasn’t on her feet so much during the day, she’d most likely weigh four hundred pounds. It would be worth it, too. There was nothing like buttery popcorn.
She was about to get up when she heard . . . singing. She sat up in bed and strained her ears. Luckily her home wasn’t very big, so as Brandon moved about in her kitchen, his voice grew louder. She couldn’t help but smile when he switched tunes and began singing “Frosty the Snowman.”
The man was full of surprises, and it was just