Insatiable (Steel Brothers Saga #12) - Helen Hardt Page 0,54
freak anyone out, even someone who kidnaps people for a living.”
“I think Dominic is actually on the up-and-up,” Bryce said. “He’s not his brother’s biggest fan.”
“No one who kidnaps people is on the up-and-up, in my opinion.” I sighed. “I have no idea what to think about Cade. He’s a mess, and he’s doing things he shouldn’t be doing, but he’s been through so much—”
“We don’t yet know what he’s been through. Remember, he got away. That almost never happened, except with Talon, and that was because he was never supposed to be taken in the first place.”
“Still, you know what your father and the others were capable of.”
“You don’t need to keep reminding me.” His lips straightened into a thin line.
“I know, but—”
“Cade isn’t exactly innocent. He’s been watching Joe and me for years.”
“And how do you know that?”
“I just know. Trust me.”
“I trust you implicitly, Bryce, but you can’t just expect—”
His lips came down on mine in a crushing kiss.
Okay. He didn’t want to talk. I could accept that, but we’d be resuming this conversation later.
I opened to his kiss, letting him take what he clearly needed. I’d always be here for him, always give him what he demanded.
Always.
Without breaking the kiss, he led me to the master bedroom and slid my tank off my shoulders to cup my breasts. He was still fully clothed, and my nipples abraded against his shirt. They were already hard, and the friction made them stiffen further.
My core throbbed. His mere touch, his mere kiss, turned me on, made me wet. I was wearing a loose pair of boxers that I used for pajamas, and he eased one hand down my arm to my ass and then slid it inside my boxers.
He groaned when he touched my wetness. His fingers were smooth and warm against my folds, and when he slipped one inside me, I gasped, breaking our kiss.
“So wet,” he murmured.
“Take off your clothes,” I said. “Now.”
He chuckled. “You think you’re in charge here?”
“You think you are?” I retorted.
“We’ll see who is.” He picked me up and tossed me onto the bed.
I bounced slightly and then lay there, eyeing him. “Undress,” I said again.
“You first.” He tugged the boxers over my hips and discarded them. Then he spread my legs. “I need to taste you.”
I closed my eyes, ready for what was to come. Bryce’s tongue in my pussy. The best feeling…
He swiped his tongue over my slit. “God, you taste amazing. Always amazing.” Then he thrust his tongue into my warmth.
My fingers trailed up my tummy to my breasts, and I began tugging on my nipples. So, so good.
Bryce was humming groans into my pussy as he ate me, nipping my clit about every other swipe. When he eased a finger inside me, touching that spongy spot of delicious nerves, I pinched my nipples and flowed into a shattering climax.
Energy radiated from my pussy outward, outward, outward… My arms and legs tingling, my fingers and toes sizzling.
“Yeah, baby,” he said against my slick inner thigh. “That’s it. Come. Come for me. Always.”
“Bryce, I’ll always come for you,” I said, clenching my teeth as the shudders ripped through me. “Always.”
He still hadn’t undressed, but within seconds his belt was unbuckled, his pants undone, and his hard cock inside me, thrusting.
“So hot,” he said. “You’re so fucking hot. God, the way you make me feel…”
I bit my lip as the climax continued to roll through me when his pelvic bone hit my clit with each thrust.
“You’re amazing, baby. So damned amazing.”
“Fuck me,” I said. “Fuck me harder. Harder.”
He obliged, increasing the speed of each plunge into me until he was panting above me, sweat dripping from his brow.
“That’s it,” I said. “Harder. Harder.”
“God, baby. God damn!” He pushed into me, releasing.
I soared with him into his climax, our bodies one with each quaking contraction. Together we flew.
When I finally came down, Bryce rolled off me, his pants still around his thighs. I snuggled into his shoulder.
“Wow,” I said.
“Double wow.” His upper arm covered his eyes. “I needed that.”
“I always need that,” I said, “but that doesn’t get you out of talking to me.”
“I told you everything.”
His eyes were covered, so I couldn’t look into them. If I could, would I see a lie there? I wasn’t sure. I did trust Bryce, but if he thought he was protecting me, he might not tell me everything.