Brendon (Alluring Indulgence #8)(101)
Author: Nicole Edwards

“Too many clothes,” she muttered against his mouth. “Please, Bren.”

Breaking the kiss and backing away from her as though it was the hardest thing he’d ever had to do, Cheyenne propped herself up to watch as he shed his clothes. When he was naked—so gloriously naked—Brendon took his thick, heavy erection in hand and began stroking. Cheyenne couldn’t tear her gaze away.

When he took a step closer, she halted him by raising her hand. “Keep doin’ that. I wanna watch.”

Brendon’s brief nod barely registered before her attention returned to where he continued to slowly stroke himself. The man was beautiful, that was all there was to it. Long and lean, lined with rippling muscle. She would never tire of watching him.

Never.

Forcing her eyes up to meet his, Cheyenne smiled and crooked her finger, calling him forward.

He joined her on the bed once again, his cock bobbing in front of him until she grabbed him, swiping her thumb over the glistening tip. When he hovered over her, she shook her head.

Brendon’s eyes widened, confusion flashing there briefly, but then Cheyenne said, “I wanna ride you.”

In a flash, Brendon was on his back and he had pulled her atop him, making her laugh from the sudden movement. He smiled up at her, and again, his entire face was transformed from handsome to otherworldly.

“Ride my cock, Chey,” he instructed, his hands gripping her hips.

Cheyenne leaned forward, his cock nestling against her slick folds as she kissed him, sliding up and down, his thick erection stroking her clit so perfectly.

“Ah, that’s it, Chey. Make yourself come for me, baby.”

She continued to grind against him without taking him inside her body until tingles erupted along her spine. When she’d worked herself up to the breaking point, she pulled away, purposely holding herself back. Aligning the swollen head with her entrance, Cheyenne lowered herself onto him.

“Oh, fuck,” Brendon said on a moan. “You look so fucking hot ridin’ my dick.”

Cheyenne’s entire body sparked with pleasure at those words. She loved when he was vocal, when he filled the silence with dirty words. It was sexy as hell.

“Mmm. Your pussy’s so wet.”

Cheyenne focused on lifting and lowering, impaling herself on his cock while she watched the ever-changing expressions on his face. She knew in that moment that whatever it was that this man wanted, she was willing to give it to him. Anything at all.

BRENDON WATCHED THE sexiest woman in the world as she rode his dick so sweetly. He watched the point where their bodies were joined, gliding his thumb lightly over her clit with every downstroke. He would never get enough of her. Not in a million years.

And he needed her to know that, to understand just what he felt for her.

It was possible he could’ve picked a better time to talk, but he didn’t think so.

Gripping her hips, he held on to her when she lowered herself on him, taking his dick deep inside her. Her eyes climbed up his body slowly before meeting his.

Without words, he changed their position so that she was flat on the bed on her stomach, while he kneeled between her thighs. Lifting her hips, he guided himself back inside her and then wrapped his arms around her torso and helped her up so that her back was against his chest.

Keeping her still, Brendon thrust his hips forward slowly, burying himself inside her while he held her to him. Teasing her nipples with his fingers, Brendon’s lips found her ear.

“I want to do this for the rest of my life, Chey. I want to spend fifty percent of my time buried inside your sweet pussy and the other fifty showing you how much you mean to me.”

Cheyenne’s hand came back, cupping the back of his head, her fingers twining into his hair as she turned her face sideways, nuzzling against his mouth.

“I want that, too,” she replied, rocking against him.

“I want to spend every single night with you in my bed,” he told her, hoping she’d understand where he was going with this.

Her body clenched around him, the pleasure brutal and sweet, causing him to pump his hips, filling her so completely.

“I want to wake up to you every single morning,” he whispered against her ear.

“Yes,” Cheyenne moaned.

“I want to go out on the road with you, Chey. I want to encourage you to chase your dreams. No matter what, I want to be with you.”

Cheyenne stilled, his cock lodged deep inside her. He felt her small body shake, his arms still wrapped around her.

“What about your dreams?” she asked, her breath so soft, he hardly heard her.

“You are my dreams, Chey. You’re everything I never thought I’d have. You’re the brightest light in my darkest days.”