Taking Chances (Taking Chances #1)(110)
“You’re so beautiful, Harper.” Brandon said my name like a prayer as he ran his hands back up my legs.
My eyelids fluttered shut as his lips and hands loved me. When I didn’t think I could handle any more, I brought his face back to mine and grabbed the top of his boxers thankful he didn’t try to stop me as I added them to the pile of his clothes. He stayed hovering over me as I memorized every inch of him with my eyes, and spread out on the bed as my hands followed the path my eyes had just taken. I pressed my lips low on his stomach then made a trail up to his lips. Brandon flipped me onto my back just as my mouth found his and he nudged my legs apart with his knee. I thought I was going to go crazy as he stayed inches away from me and kept me from moving.
“You’re sure you’re ready?”
I ran my hands over his buzzed head and brought his face to mine, “I’m sure. I don’t think I can describe the way I feel for you. ‘I love you’ just doesn’t seem like enough, let me show you what you mean to me.”
He pressed his lips to my forehead, then kept his eyes locked on mine as we showed each other feelings we couldn’t put into words. He groaned and my breath caught when he finally pushed inside me and we stayed unmoving for a moment, just enjoying the feel of each other. We moved together like we’d been made for each other, each giving the other exactly what was needed. I didn’t ever want it to end, I could spend an eternity loving Brandon in every way possible, and it still wouldn’t be long enough for me. Our bodies remained intertwined when we were finished, and our lips and hands went back to their earlier exploration. We stared at one another, whispered our love for each other, laughed, wrestled, and kissed with such raw passion, that I felt like the first time blended right into the second and then the third. Each time different and more amazing than the previous.
We broke apart after the last time, exhausted in the most exhilarating way, breathing heavily and laughing huskily. Our alarms to go get Liam had gone off and we’d hit the snooze twice before both deciding it was time to get our son. When the third alarm went off, we shut it off and hopped in the shower quickly, the only thing keeping us from getting lost in each other in the shower was our aching bodies and the need to see Liam again. After we were dressed, Brandon pulled me in to kiss me roughly before leading me out to the Expedition. I called Mom to let her know we were on our way, and placed a hand over his resting on my thigh.
I was still smiling wide, and after a quick glance to my left, saw that Brandon was too. “That was –”
“Perfect.” He finished for me. “That was absolutely perfect.”
“It really was. I’m sorry it took us so long to get there.”
“Don’t be. If we hadn’t waited and hadn’t had this last year happen, it wouldn’t have been the same. I’m not saying it wouldn’t have still been more than amazing, but it just wouldn’t have been like that.”
I thought about it for a moment before agreeing, “I think you’re right.” I leaned over the console and kissed his cheek softly.
“I love you.” He turned his head to press his lips to mine before I could sit back in my seat.
“I was made to love you Brandon.”
His smile got even broader and he ran his thumb over my hand and across my engagement ring.
“And I can’t wait to marry you.”
“Other than you giving birth to Liam,” the deep timbre of his voice got even lower, “marrying you will be the best moment of my life.”
When we pulled up to Mom and Dad’s, Brandon ran around to the passenger door and pulled me out of the SUV, pressing my back against the door after it was shut. These last six hours had gone by way too fast. “I’m not ready for our night to be over, but I can’t wait to see him.”
“Next Thursday can’t come fast enough sweetheart.” He skimmed his nose across my jaw before capturing my already swollen mouth with his. I moaned against his lips and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him lift me up so I could secure my legs around his waist. We stayed like that, making out like we were teenagers dating in high school, not ready to separate for the evening. Our breaths were coming quicker, our grips harder and kisses rougher.
“I don’t think I’m able to go for another round tonight baby. Besides, I don’t think Mom and Dad’s neighbors would appreciate the show.”
He laughed and rested his forehead against mine, trying to calm down again, “Honestly, I don’t know how I’m not collapsing right now. You wore me out Harper.” He chuckled softly and placed me back on the ground. “Ready to get our son and go home?”
I smiled and pulled him up the driveway and into their house. Mom took one look at my swollen lips, messy hair and red neck from where Brandon’s scruffy jaw had rubbed across too many times, and laughed softly.
She pulled me away from Robert and whispered in my ear, “So I’m guessing you two had a good date night?”
Blushing fiercely, I glanced back at Brandon and Dad talking, then back to her. “Oh my God, you have no idea.” I had been seriously mortified the first time I heard Bree talking to her mom about anything sexual, but soon got over it and was glad to have another person to talk to. I looked around, “Where’s Bree and Konrad?”
“They went to get ice cream, she’ll have to wait to hear the juicy details until another time. What was this…the first time?”