Dray (Miller Brothers Book 1) (11 page)

“Oh, you love the fact I just revealed that. Are you sure you don’t have them?” I teasingly run my nose along hers.

“Somewhere, I suppose.” She giggles.

“Then you have to find them.”

“Seriously?” She scrunches her nose.

“Yes. We can call it a re-enactment on all the years we missed out,” I whisper, kissing her neck, teasing her skin.

“Well, I suppose I can try and find them.” She sighs as my lips begin to undo her.

“Good.” I kiss her once more before rolling her over and pinning her down into the mattress. She gasps, feeling how hard my cock is for her right now.

“Dray, are you turned on by the thought of me wearing glasses?”

I grind extra hard into her and make her groan. “Baby, I’m always hard around you. The glasses are just a bonus.”

“Oh, God, feels so good.” She moans, and I almost come there and then.

Patience, Dray.

“Are you sore, firecracker? I don’t want to if you’re too sore.”
Even though every part of me needs her right now.

“I’m fine. Trust me when I say I want this. I need this so bad. I didn’t realise how good sex was—it always seemed so mundane before. What you did with your mouth?” She blushes at her words.

“Hang on. Are you telling me you’ve never?”

She sighs, closing her eyes before turning to face me. “No, that’s never happened before. I kind of thought I wasn’t missing out, but dear God, I almost broke fingers gripping the sheet so tight.”

“Wow, that good, huh? I don’t think you’ve ever given me a compliment before. I feel highly honoured.” I’m smiling so hard right now.

“Maybe I need to cut down. Don’t want to give you a big head. I guess I understand why the girls flocked towards you, considering all the things you do with that mouth.”

I frown slightly. “I’ve never done that with other girls.”

“What? But how come you’re so good at it?”

“Porn, I guess,” I say, shrugging.

“Dray.” She slaps my chest, thinking I’m joking.

“What? It always seemed too intimate to do with girls I wasn’t interested in. We just got straight down to it.”

“So, you never did any foreplay?” She bites her lip, and I can see a hesitant look in her eye. I’m not thrilled talking about my past conquests, but I know she needs answers.

“Well, I used my fingers. The girls were always wet around me, so it didn’t take long.”

“So, they didn’t?”

“Give me a blow job? Yeah, of course.” I shrug. No guy on this planet would ever say no to having his cock sucked.

“Well, that’s double standards at its best.” She snorts.

“Firecracker, I never said I was fair.” I wink, hoping she’ll see the funny side and not think I’m too much of a selfish pig.

“I kind of like it that you’ve never been there with other women, that I’m your first.”

“You would have been all my firsts if I’d known you had feelings for me, too.” I smile shyly. All I ever wanted was her; no one else ever came close.

“I can’t believe all that wasted time. Where do you think we’d be now if we’d become teenage sweethearts?” She snuggles closer, her fingers stroking along my cheek.

Her touch is Heaven against my skin.

“I’d like to think we’d have kids by now and be married,” I reply honestly.

“You want kids?” she asks, unsure, biting her lip.

“Hell, yes.”
I’d like an army of them, if possible
.

“You just never come across as the ‘kids’ type. I always assumed you didn’t want any.” She looks completely shocked by my revelation.

“That’s because I wasn’t with the right person. Do you want kids?”

God, I hope she feels the same.

Her face immediately brightens. “Definitely, I’d love two or three.” Her words bring an instant smile to my face.

“Then we’re perfect together.” Not that I didn’t know that already.

“I can’t believe we’re talking about kids. It just feels weird. All those years that passed between us. I feel like I don’t really know you.” Her eyes grow a little sad at the thought.

“You do, it’s just minor details we need to get up to speed on.” I kiss her soft and slow, loving that she responds so quickly. I don’t think I’d ever grow tired of kissing her.

She pulls back moments later. “You know, we have a lot of years to make up for,” she says with a smirk.

I love the way this girl’s mind works.

“And how do you suggest I make up for all of this?” Though I really don’t have to ask.

She bites her lip in contemplation. “Well, you could start with your mouth and then your—”

I grind hard into her, letting her know I’m very on board with this idea. She seems delighted with the move.

“Oh, yes, I need more of that,” she groans, making my cock grow even harder.

“Well, that I can certainly do,” I breathe, grinding into her even more. I slowly move away, losing the contact between us. Her eyes widen in response as she frowns.

“Where the hell are you going?” she shrieks, looking slightly pissed.

I grin as I kiss my way down her body to settle myself between her legs. There are no words; her gasp as I begin to undo her is enough.

I wake to a soft, warm body snuggled tight against me. I held her the entire night, never wanting to let go. She lets out a contented sigh, and I chuckle as she wrinkles her nose.

Fuck, she’s just too cute.

I can’t believe she’s mine.

I’ve spent most of the night making it up to her, so I know she’ll be tired. There’s a large part that wants to wake her, to tease her and taste her, but I can’t be that cruel. I know if I wake her, she’ll be grumpy; she isn’t a morning person like me. I slowly inch away, leaving her in peace as I grab my sweats and head out for a run.

I arrive back to silence and smile at the fact that, despite an hour passing, she’s still fast asleep. I shower and dress before I whip up some eggs and start the coffee. Maybe the waft of delicious food will be enough to entice those beautiful brown eyes awake?

Turning the bacon over, I stir the eggs so they’re nice and fluffy. A few moments later, I hear movement and smile. I pour her coffee, knowing it will be her first request of the day.

Luce walks out in one of my t-shirts, and I instantly harden. It falls just below mid-thigh and fuck, she looks sexy as hell. I take time to appreciate the braless beauty standing rubbing her eyes in front of me. Her nipples harden the moment she catches me staring. I know I’ve been caught out, but I’m too fucking horny to care.

She’s mine. All mine.

I make no apologies for looking lustfully at the woman I love with all my heart. Walking over, I place a soft kiss against her lips before she even says a word. I can tell by her face she’s still mystified by it all, but I don’t want her usual insecurities overshadowing this morning. When I hand the coffee over, she smiles in appreciation. I kiss her forehead one more time before walking over and finishing serving up. She hops up onto the stool, continuing to watch my every move while silently sipping on her coffee. I get a kick out of the fact she’s so transfixed. That’s how I’ve always wanted her to be.

Walking over, I place both loaded plates down and she smiles. She’s ravenous, I can tell, and after a night of activities, I’m not surprised. I kiss her hair then sit down opposite her, watching as she tucks in. She groans at every mouthful she takes. I concentrate on my food, to distract myself from launching myself over the counter and undoing her all over again.

We eat in silence, exchanging a few smiles here and there. It’s kind of awkward, and I don’t like the fact she’s not being her usual direct self.

“What are you thinking about, firecracker?” I have to know. Her silence is making me uneasy. I don’t want any doubts to change the mood; I want her open and honest so I can reassure her if need be.

“I’m thinking of what an amazing night I had last night. There’s a part of me wondering if I dreamt it,” she finally admits.

“Oh, trust me, darling, it was definitely real. I can even prove it to you if you want.” I lick my lips teasingly, letting her know my every intention. I can’t wait to devour her over and over. She squirms a little in delight and blushes. I love that all the other guys before have been inexperienced fuckers. That I give her orgasm after orgasm. The way her body responds to me, the noises she makes, is all down to me.

Right now, I can’t smile hard enough.

“Dray.” Her eyes flick down and she flushes deeper. It’s all new to her. We’ve finally moved out of friend territory, and I know she gets easily embarrassed. But I don’t want her feeling uneasy about the way I talk. This is how I want to be around her. I will be brutally honest—I want her every minute of every second of every day.

“Firecracker, I’m not going to tone it down. I want you to know exactly how I feel. I won’t hold back in telling you how much I want you. Now, come here.”

“Why?”

“I’ve got something to show you.” I motion with my finger and she purses her lips in annoyance, but I can see a level of intrigue in her eyes. She knows it’s more than worth her while. She walks towards me, and I can’t take my eyes off her. When she’s within reach, I grab her and pull her forward. She looks a little surprised but a smile soon quirks on her lips. I know she’s more than happy with what’s about to happen.

“Are you ready for my mouth again, baby? Then I’m going to fuck you on this counter.”

Yeah, straight to the point.

Her breath hitches and her cheeks heat, but her nipples are hard. I can tell she’s totally turned on right now.

Good.

I have a very dirty mouth. I’ve wanted to say those words for a long time, to witness her reaction. I love how heated she’s become.

My cock hardens, straining against the fabric. I want to be inside her so bad, but I want to tease her with my mouth, to make her come several times before letting her go. She stands in front of me, eyes heated as my hands make their way down her body. They dip under the t-shirt to rest on that beautiful bottom of hers. She’s not wearing any underwear, and I can’t smile hard enough.

“No underwear?” I tease, running my fingers along her cheeks.

“Easy access.” She winks back.

Fuck me.

I lift her onto the counter, so her bare bottom touches the black marble top.

“Oh, it’s cold!” she squeals, but soon stops when I place both legs on my shoulders and lower my mouth onto her glistening pussy. She tastes fucking beautiful. I savour every second as she writhes there on her back, while I slowly tease her to one hell of an orgasm. When I’m done, I pull her up and kiss her so she tastes her own deliciousness. Our tongues entangle as I take it deeper. I only stop when I feel her hand grab my dick. I flinch slightly and pull away from that delectable mouth.

“I want to taste you,” she breathes.

Fuck.

My cock twitches in agreement.

“Dray?”

“Huh?”

“Can I?”

“Firecracker, I don’t—”

“Why?” She looks at me, hurt.

Shit.

She’s taking it to heart, thinking the complete opposite. I pull her close and kiss her softly before pulling away.

“The moment your lips wrap around my cock, I will explode in your mouth. I’ve wanted it for so long, so trust me, it will definitely happen. But right now, I want to be buried deep inside you. I need a reminder of just how good it is to feel you.”

She smirks in response. “Dray, we had sex like four times last night. You hardly need a reminder.”

“Oh, but I do. I need a reminder several times a day, because being buried deep inside you is like fucking Heaven. I will never get enough.”

She groans as I nibble on her neck, the noises she makes driving me completely wild. I need her right now; I think I’ll explode if I don’t.

My fingers stroke her as I tease her neck with my tongue. God, she’s so fucking wet, it turns me on even more. I waste no time working my way back to her mouth as I push and bury myself up to the hilt.

“Dray,” she groans. Her fingernails scrape down my back to rest on my buttocks. She squeezes them slightly and I moan deep, thrusting harder. Her nails bite into my skin. I love the pleasure mixed with pain. The noises she makes push me over the edge, but I need this to last. I want to feel her come around my cock before I explode inside her. Her groans become faster—she’s close. I continue on with the sweet torture, enjoying every moment as I completely undo her.

“Dray–oh, God, Dray.”

“Baby, I’m close,” I puff out, barely able to say more. It’s too intense, the pleasure so overwhelming. It’s never felt this fucking good. If it was possible, I’d want it to last forever because I’m greedy that way.

“Hang on, just a—”

The moment she squeezes my cock, I’m done. We both shout out together and collapse on the counter. This woman is my complete undoing, and I couldn’t be more fucking thrilled.

We stay locked around each other, neither of us in a hurry to move. I kiss her lightly on the lips as we pant to get our breaths back.

“Dray, what are you doing to me?” she asks, smiling contentedly. I can’t help but smile in return at the look of satisfaction on her face. I want her world to begin and end with me. We’ve wasted so much time; all I want to do is savour every second we have together.

“You and me now, firecracker. This is us, together forever. You’ve always been the one.”

“You really mean that?” she asks, still uncertain.

“I mean it with all my heart. I’ve only ever wanted you. Tell me you feel the same. I need to hear those words from your sweet lips.”

“I feel the same. I want you. I need you to be mine.”

I sigh in relief, placing my forehead against hers. “I’m yours. Always have been, always will be. Now, how about we shower?” I raise an eyebrow and she bats my chest playfully.

“I need to pop into work. We have a delivery and I want to check everything’s fine. They’ve screwed up on the last order, so I want to be there to check it all off.”

“Can’t Elaine and Angie do it?” I pout at the thought of her leaving.

Fuck, I have it bad.

“I’m not happy about leaving either, but it’s far easier to deal with it while the delivery guy is there.”

“Fine,” I huff as she smiles.

“Hey, you can give me a wash down in the shower before I go,” she suggests, winking.

“Now
that
I can do.” I lift her up, tossing her over my shoulder as she squeals. I slap her bottom, making her squeal some more. We’re going to get a little bit dirtier before I wash her clean.