NovelEnglishBrandon sighed. "Because you're the only person who can makeabandon all my principles." His sweet-talking was impressive and effortless. He even sounded like he was commenting on the weather while he was at it. He was tellinghe lovedwithout actually using the word "love". My eyes stung. Chewing on my flatbread, I said incoherently, "Chere, Brandon." "Why?" Brandon asked, givinga baffled look.
"Stop asking questions and do as you're told," I said stubbornly without explaining.
He rose to his feet and cover. He had just sat down when I leaned forward and put my head on his shoulder. He stiffened under me, and I said, "Food tastes better when I'm leaning on you." Brandon chuckled lightly, and my lips curled with a covert smile as well.
After dinner, we left the hospital and went home. When Brandon had tuckedinto bed, I asked, "Will you be sleeping here or in your room tonight?" "Here," he answered without hesitation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtImages of him doing push-ups and taking cold showers at midnight flashed through my mind. Wincing, I pressed my lips into a hard line and warned, "Fine, but you can't do push-ups in the middle of the night." His cheeks flushed when he heard this, and he bit out, "Don't bring that up again." I burrowed into his embrace and wrapped my arms around his waist. "I won't if you don't do it." Brandon swallowed. "Mae, stop it." "Having a hard tcontrolling yourself?" I teased boldly, wickedly.
I felt his grip tighten on my waist.
"Behave yourself, Mae. And stop... teasing me." His voice had turned low and hoarse as he growled the last two words.
"Do you want it, Brandon?" I asked. I didn't bother with decency at this point.
"Mae..." I lifted his T-shirt with one hand and snaked the other under it, my fingers grazing warm skin.
His voice had turned dangerously gravelly as he groaned. "Mae." I rose to my tiptoes and whispered into his ear, all the while pressing myself against the hard planes of his body, "I'm all better now." Brandon froze. I had recovered, but he seemed skeptical, and that kept him from responding to my advances.
I wondered what had cover me. I was like a thing possessed, my excitement at his restraint turning into feral delight when I saw the beads of sweat breaking out over his temples and the throbbing vein near his hairline.
"Mae, let's just wait a bit, all right? You might not be fully well yet, and even if you are, we should be safe and wait a while longer." Brandon reasoned with me, though I knew he could barely keep his hands off me.
I shook my head. "No, I want it now." "Mae..." "The more you say no, the more I want it," I purred.
Brandon made no reply and simply pinnedwith a long, hard stare. My heart was thundering in my chest like a sinner in church.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA moment later, my body was a weightless thing as he scooped
"What do you mean?" I was being carried into the bathroom.
"I wasn't showing off as much as I was informing the others," he explained as he setdown on the sink counter.
I had yet to notice anything amiss. "Informing them of what?"
He leaned forward, trappingbetween his glorious body and the bathroom wall. My skin tingled as his Ve warm breath spilled over my collarbones. My blood practically sang at his rough voice and flickering gaze
I laughed again, unapologetically. I O wasn't mocking Brandon. Rather, was moved by his words. This was the first ta man had ever toldsuch things and openly accepted my claim of them. Brandon did not stopfrom giggling. By the tI stopped, he grabbed my collar, and only then did I realize we were in the bathroom.
It seemed he had chosen a different location for our second time.
X
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
