How to Resist Prince Charming(33)

“What’s wrong?” Lenna gasped, wrapping her arms tight around him, which pushed her breasts against his chest.

Spotting the opened and empty condom wrapper on the counter beside her hip, he blew out a relieved breath and rested his forehead on her shoulder. If he didn’t cool it, he was going to go off in about two seconds.

“Braxton?” Soft fingers and delicious sharp nails sifted through his hair.

“I’m good,” he confessed, and then lifted his face to look into her green eyes. “Too good.”

Lenna blinked confused. “Isn’t too-good…good?”

She was so God damn beautiful. Her concerned expression flayed him alive.

“I was just remembering what you said the other night.” When his dick pulsed inside her, telling him to get with the program, she gasped and tightened her thighs around him.

“What…what did I say?” she asked, wetting her lips as she tried to wiggled her hips to make him move.

With a grin, he caught her hip, staying her. “You said it’s always a good time to tease. Didn’t you?”

Her eyes flared wide. “Oh, God, no,” she whispered before whipping her head back and forth. “No. No, I don’t remember say that at all.”

“But I clearly remember you saying it.” He pulled out, almost all the way, barely keeping the head of his penis lodged inside her.

“Braxton.” She bit her lip and panted, her body coiled and straining for more. “Don’t you dare.”

“Oh, but I do.” He put his mouth by her ear and murmured, “Let the teasing begin.”

Sinking slowly back in, he paused mid-thrust only to draw himself practically all the way back out again.

After a few more slow, shallow strokes, he made a deep, fast lunge. Lenna screamed and clutched him hard, her nails biting into his back. She looked dazed with pleasure. But he pulled back out to tease some more, barely entering before withdrawing.

When he dipped his face to tug her straining nipple between his teeth, she clutched his hair hard.

“Braxton, please,” she panted.

He licked her pearled tip and glanced up. “Please what?”

She blushed and lowered her face. “You know.”

Kissing her neck to force her chin back up, he hummed. “No. You’re going to have to tell me.”

“Please,” she repeated on a whisper, her face flushed with embarrassment. But she met his gaze and begged, “Fuck me.”

Her shy demand was probably the hottest thing he’d ever heard. All teasing forgotten, he kissed her hard, spiking his tongue into her mouth and slammed his body into hers.

She screamed against his mouth and exploded, the walls of her sex contracting around him so tight he saw stars. Raw, needy pleasure throbbed into him.

His orgasm clutched him by the balls and echoed along his entire system. Like a train wreck, it leveled him.

They held each other until the rippling currents subsided. And even then, he refused to leave her. But by the way she wrapped her legs around him, he had a feeling she wouldn’t let him leave anyway.

He loved that.

Coming down off the biggest high of his life, Braxton’s thighs trembled. Lenna let out a breath and leaned forward to rest her face on his shoulder. He kissed her hair, inhaling the scent of her shampoo, and slid his hand over her bare shoulder.

Feeling exposed and inexperienced with the sensation, he stood there, still rooted deep but connected by more than just their bodies. He tried to figure out what was going on. For some reason, he thought half of his soul had just been sliced out of him. And he had this sneaking suspicion that if he lifted his head and looked into Lenna’s sea green eyes, he’d find the missing portion.





CHAPTER 10




Lenna woke first the next morning. She came to with a dreamy, goofy smile on her face. Next to her, her lover lay sprawled lifelessly, flat on his back with his arms flopped limply at his sides.

She’d completely exhausted him.

Grinning, she tucked her hand under her cheek and studied the peaceful expression on his face. She filled a full minute just watching the way his eyelashes rested against his cheekbones. Then her gaze moved on to other features.

His mouth was slightly open, parted enough to get a sense of just how full and lush his lips were. She’d never thought pretty lips were attractive on a man before. But these lips looked good on this man. She caught a glimpse of his top teeth as he breathed. They looked white and perfect, especially with that small chip in the one.

Wanting to be closer to him, Lenna eased herself across the mattress. It didn’t rouse him. Playful, she stretched out her foot and nudged his leg. Nothing.

He was completely unconscious. Seeing how she could take advantage of the situation, Lenna wiggled herself closer until she’d pressed herself fully against his side. She rested her chin on his shoulder and watched his face as she rubbed her calf slowly over his.

Finally beginning to stir, Braxton mumbled something unintelligible. Other than that, he didn’t budge. Since teasing had become their thing, Lenna dragged her fingernails down his chest even as her leg continued to caress.

He made another rumble but had yet to move. Her toes journeyed up the top of his foot and over his ankle. Then she went back down, tracing the underside of his heel with her toenails.

Without warning, he snapped his foot away.