One Wild Wedding Night_ Three-Way - Leslie Kelly [8]
Well…she could do that, she immediately realized. She could most certainly do that. “ Brandon ?”
Glancing back at her, he remained a picture of ambivalence, as if she were an acquaintance, rather than the woman he’d lured over here with promises of incredible sex and eroticism.
Not for long.
Mia reached for the zipper at the back of her neck and slowly began to tug it down. Her red velvet gown parted, gapping away until it finally fell off her body onto the floor.
Brandon devoured her with those glittering green eyes. His stare burned her. Every place it landed—her throat, her breasts, her hard nipples thrusting against the lace of her bra—silently pleaded for attention from his hands. His mouth. That magnificent erection straining hard against the zipper of his jeans.
He was not at all ambivalent about what was happening here.
The stare dropped to her waist, small and snugly wrapped in a red garter belt, then went farther. A tiny uptilt of one brow noted her lack of panties, which were right now on the floor of her room where she’d dropped them a moment ago.
Then he noticed the rest and he froze. His lips parted as he breathed over them. Because only the tiniest little tuft of curls remained above Mia’s recently plucked sex. Her lips were silky smooth, already glistening with her arousal, he suspected.
She could hide absolutely nothing.
Some men got off on it, she knew. Frankly, though, Mia just liked the way it felt—liked the erotic wickedness of it beneath the conservative lawyer persona she played on a daily basis. Not having had a lover in a very long time, she’d never much cared what anyone thought. Until now.
“I can’t wait to eat you,” he murmured matter-of-factly.
That made her legs tremble, but she put a hand on the back of a chair to remain upright.
As if he hadn’t just said something so blatantly sexual, Brandon continued surveying her, noting the silky stockings rising high on her thighs. The longer he stared, the tighter his jeans grew, highlighting the erection that would soon be buried deep inside her.
She licked her lips, knowing what was to come and hungering for it. Because while she’d never taken him fully, she had pleasured him in other ways and knew exactly why that bulge seemed so powerful.
On the night she drove him to the airport for his trip, Mia had demanded the right to take the edge off before his long journey. Brandon had tried to resist, swearing he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off her if hers were on him, and they’d already agreed to wait until his return to fully consummate their relationship.
But some devil had pushed her on, so she hadn’t listened. Maybe because he’d told her it was one of his fantasies. Maybe because she wanted him to remember her—to long for her—when he was far away, surrounded by beautiful, exotic women. Or maybe even because something deep inside her had already known there would never be a consummation.
Whatever the reason, she’d been relentless. Right there in the airport parking lot, she’d unfastened his pants and released his sex. She’d pleasured him with her hand, stroking that thick, smooth member, toying with the vulnerable sacs beneath. Then, hearing his groans as his control fled, she’d shocked him by bending over and finishing him with her mouth, sucking him right through his powerful orgasm.
It wasn’t something she’d ever particularly enjoyed before. Oh, she liked oral sex, she just preferred to finish things off the usual way. But exploding into the back of her throat was something Brandon had whispered about that night on the phone.
And she’d loved making it happen.
“Must have been cold today like that,” he murmured with a half smile as he zoomed in again on the V between her thighs.
“It’s very warm,” she replied in a purr. She reached for the front hook of her bra, unfastened it, and let it fall to the floor. “As I’m sure you’ll find out. Soon.”
“Uh-huh.” He stepped closer. But rather than taking her in his arms, Brandon shocked her by immediately dropping to his knees. Before she even had time to prepare herself,