Follow Me Darkly (Follow Me #1) - Helen Hardt Page 0,85
boobs bounce as I fuck him harder and harder.
“Damn. Those tits,” he says again, yanking on the chain. Then he grips my hips, taking over the thrusting. This is his rhythm now, and as he takes over, he twists the chain between my nipples tight, parachuting into an intense climax.
A moment later, he’s releasing, slamming me down onto him. So sensitive are the walls of my pussy that I feel every contraction of his cock.
When we both finally come down from our high, I can’t move. I’m immobile, my black dress around my waist like a belt.
He embraces me, holding me close—something he’s done very seldom. I warm all over.
“We’ll be home soon,” he says. “I have a surprise for you.”
Chapter Fifty-Six
A surprise? I’m not sure whether to be excited or frightened. I’m both, and it’s an exhilarating mélange of emotion.
The limo arrives, and the driver opens the door for us. Braden thanks him and we walk into his building. He calls the elevator.
I say nothing as we ascend. Nothing as the door opens. Nothing as—
“Oh my God!” I clamp my hand over my mouth.
Sasha runs toward us, and she has a friend.
It’s Penny—my puppy from the shelter. I grab her and hold her, letting her pepper my face with sweet puppy kisses.
“You like her?” Braden says.
“I love her! I adore her. How did you know?”
“Tessa called me.”
“But…you know I can’t keep her. My apartment doesn’t—”
He places two fingers over my lips. “I know. She’ll live here with Sasha and me until you get a new place.”
A new place? I don’t plan to move anytime soon. But I don’t care. Braden rescued Penny for me.
For me.
The warmth of love I feel for this man overwhelms me. If I had any doubt about where my feelings were headed, this act of sheer kindness toward an innocent puppy—to make me happy, no less—negates it.
I’m in love with Braden. Truly in love.
No relationship? I can’t let myself think about that at the moment, not with this lovely little puppy panting in my face and kissing me.
“Thank you!” I squeal. “Thank you so much.”
Penny squirms out of my arms and jumps to the floor, chasing Sasha.
“Annika is paper training her,” Braden says. “And she’ll go out with Sasha on walks with Christopher and me. She’ll be house trained in no time.”
“She’s three months old,” I say. “It won’t exactly be no time.”
“I’ve had dogs all my life,” Braden says. “I know what I’m in for.”
I smile. He probably does know, even more than I do. At the farm, we didn’t have to do much house training of our dogs. They had the run of the land and potty trained themselves. We taught them how to sit and come, and that was about it. Braden has always lived in the city, and city dogs must be trained.
“She seems so happy now,” I say. “Yesterday at the shelter she sat in a corner and didn’t interact with her littermates. She gave me such a sad look that said, ‘Please take me home.’ I was distraught when I couldn’t. And then Tessa…” I smile, tears welling in my eyes. “I can’t thank you enough, Braden. Truly. This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.”
Braden smiles. A big smile showcasing his perfect teeth. A smile I’ve so rarely seen. The darkness that is always present disappears for a moment as he looks at me, looks at the dogs.
He’s happy.
Braden Black is happy.
I want to bottle this moment and save it forever. Hold it close to my heart and never let it go.
I love you.
The words hover on my tongue, but I can’t bring them forth. He most likely won’t return them, and I can’t risk that devastation.
“Do you have a name for her?” Braden asks.
“Penny. I named her at the shelter.”
“Oh? Tessa didn’t tell me.”
“Because I didn’t tell her. I kept it to myself. I didn’t think I’d ever see this baby again.” I pick Penny up once more and snuggle her soft fur against my cheek. “I love her so much.”
Again, Braden is smiling. And God, he’s so handsome. So magnificent. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen him look more devastatingly beautiful.
And I make a decision. A true and honest decision for tonight and for however long he’ll have me.
I’ll give him what he craves.
I’ve said it before, yet still I’ve struggled against it.