Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,75

me.”

I can’t help but laugh. “I need a drink.”

“Erm, no.” he steps in. “I need you naked now.”

“No.” I shake my finger in his face. “I said you need punishing.”

“Yeah and I’ve had enough of that.” He rubs his hard erection against the thin material of my dress. “You can punish me in other ways.”

I become excited at his words thinking about exactly what I can do, but I need to play the game.

“I need a drink.” I repeat.

“Damn bro, if you won’t get her a drink, I will!” Baby appears and looks at me in shock. “Shit, Lauren!”

I laugh but Brandon doesn’t look happy. He orders me a drink from the prospect behind the bar, and glares at his brother as he pulls me closer.

“Eyes to yourself,” He demands and Baby just laughs.

“Chill, bro! She’s my sister now.” Baby gives me a wink. “My hot sister, which I can dream about without it being weird.”

I burst out in laughter but Brandon punches him in the arm. Baby gets the hint and goes, leaving us alone as I drink. I make sure to make it last me a while and I have to hold in my laughter. I can feel Brandon’s eyes burning into me.

“You’re fucking killing me here, babe.” He moans. “You look good enough to eat.”

I turn towards him, my drink long forgotten about. “Really?”

“Damn fucking right.” He growls. “I need to have a taste.”

Without warning he picks me up like a cradled baby so nobody gets an eyeful of my ass, and carrries me away.

Chapter 48

Brandon slowly strips me of my dress, admiring me as I lay on his bed in just my underwear. Under his gaze, I feel like the sexiest woman alive. I look down at my own body, and see the ugly scars Demon has left behind and cover them with my hands.

“Don’t.” Brandon stops me, removing my hands from my stomach and leans over me. He starts to kiss my scars, washing away the horrors behind them. It’s such a sweet gesture and tears roll down my face, hitting the bed beneath me.

Brandon’s fingers twist into my thong, slowly pulling it down and continuing to kiss as he goes. I take in a deep breath as he kisses the top of my mound, going lower and lower. Brandon opens my legs and at the same time swipes his tongue across the whole of my pussy, slowly and tortuously.

He has me twitching and moaning in seconds, begging him for more. He doesn’t give me what I want, but instead he continues to pleasure me with only this tongue. I don’t want to cum yet, but Brandon will not stop.

“Brandon,” I moan. “I don’t want to cum yet.”

“Cum.” He demands, adding a finger inside of me as he licks my clit.

My mouth opens silently as I orgasm all over his mouth and when I’ve returned back to him from my high, he’s looking down at me with such passion I want him all over again.

“Please.” I beg him.

Brandon rubs his hard cock over the top of my wet pussy. He’s still wearing his jeans so it’s extra hard from the denim.

“You sure?” He asks me.

“Yes.” I answer on a moan.

Brandon nods, and slowly gets up. I watch him as he strips, then slides on a condom and I become very excited. I can’t contain myself and I begin to bite down on my lip, groaning from the sexy sight in front of me. Brandon is seriously a gorgeous man and I can’t believe I have him.

He crawls back on top of me, kissing his way up my body to my mouth and he removes my bra. When he catches sight of my hard nipple, he gives them the attention they crave. At the same time I feel the head of his ready cock at my waiting pussy and I thrust against it. Getting the friction that I want and Brandon pulls away, giving me an amused look.

“Naughty.” He teases me.

“Brandon.” I beg. “Please.”

He takes pity on me, and gives me a kiss that’s worth dying for. I’m swept away and when Brandon’s cock touches me again I moan into his mouth. Ever so gently, he thrusts into me and stretches me wonderfully. Brandon teases even further, going slowly as he sinks into me.

He’s so gentle with me and Brandon doesn’t strike me as a gentle loving kind of guy in the bedroom. With me however, he is and he thrusts again and again as he