Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,67

that you’re watching me sleep?” He mumbles sleepily.

I slap his chest. “You’re not asleep.”

“I was until you moved away from me.” He grumbles and grabs me close. Brandon kisses me sweetly on the forehead and then rains more all over my face. He makes me laugh and that’s one of the things I really like about him. That and his body is to die for!

Brandon’s mouth lands on mine and I moan, moving even closer so my breasts squash against him. I reach down to feel his cock and smile when I feel he’s hard and ready. My pussy automatically tries to thrust towards him, wanting more.

“I want you.” I demand. I know I’m ready to move further. I know what he was doing last night. He made me cum and my body shut down, it was that powerful. He did that so I wouldn’t be begging for sex afterwards because he’s still caring for me. What he doesn’t know is I am ready for him now, only for him. I doubt I would feel this way for anyone else because Brandon seems like a rare kind of guy. He’s everything I was searching for and more, but then when The Devil’s had me my needs changed and I needed someone with patience and I found that in Brandon. I just don’t know what to do about it.

“You’re not ready.” He answers against my mouth.

“I am!” I growl. I get up and straddle him, grinding against his cock as I continue to kiss him. Showing him how much I want this and that I am ready.

Just as quickly as I was on top of him though, he spins me over and now I’m under him. Brandon looks down at me and I can tell he wants me too. I can see it written all over his face but he’s not acting on it for my sake.

“It’s too soon.” He begins to kiss my breasts again, and even though his tongue across my nipple feels fucking amazing, I stop him.

“It’s not, I promise, Brandon. I need you.” I beg like a hussy.

Brandon gently plants a kiss on my lips and looks me directly in the eye. “You might be ready babe, but I don’t want to risk that. You’ve been through a lot, so let’s just take things as they are. No rushing.”

I take a deep breath and realize he’s right. Yes I’m ready but that doesn’t mean we have to have sex right now, I can wait. However, when he begins to kiss me again and plays between my thighs, I go back on myself. I want him. Right now!

I thrust into his fingers, meeting him stroke for stroke. I’m so fucking wet you could probably swim down that fucker!

“Oh god!” I moan.

“I got you.” Brandon growls and rips down my thong. Yes! We’re finally going to have sex.

When I’m completely naked for him, he spreads my legs wide and I watch as he dips his head. Instead of giving me his cock, I get his tongue and I can’t complain. I really can’t!

I moan loudly as he licks me from top to bottom. Brandon then inserts a finger, pumping me at the same time. I grip onto the bed sheets, shouting out his name over and over. Brandon growls as he attacks me with his mouth, making me scream.

“Brandon, I’m coming!” I shout.

“Cum on my tongue,” He moans and it’s not long until I’m doing just that.

We lay in bed for hours after, not wanting to get up and leave this room. “I must be crazy.” I laugh.

“Why?” Brandon asks.

I wonder whether I should voice my mad thought. “Well, my first experience of bikers wasn’t good, and now here I am lying with you.”

His face immediately shuts down, his eyes narrow and his fists clench. I want to take back my words and never speak them again. When Brandon faces me, I dread what he’s about to say.

“Don’t compare me to those bastards.” He demands. “I would never do that to you. To anyone! The King’s aren’t like them Lauren. I will protect you and you will never have to go through that again.”

He holds me tightly and a lone tear rolls down my face. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He says quickly. “You have reason to think that way.”

All of a sudden there’s a knock on the door, followed by Laura’s voice. “Brandon? Lauren?”

I shoot up, scared of getting caught in bed with her son. Even though she knows I’m