Revealed by You(74)

Lifting my hips, I took him in. A sigh escaped my lips at the sense of familiarity. The only skin touching was our most intimate spots, the rest covered by the sheets.

I could never get enough. Him being inside of me felt like home. Safe. No wonder it calmed him whenever he had a nightmare.

Brett grunted, his hips speeding up, pushing his thick length deep inside of me.

A tingle of pleasure spread through my body and exploded into tiny electrifying amounts of ecstasy.

“Scream my name, lover.”

I moaned, his name leaving my lips again and again.





TWENTY-TWO

Brett and I had been married for a week before our trip to Vegas. The Saturday night, I got a call unexpectedly as I walked down the long hallway to our apartment. I glanced at the phone, not recognizing the number. “Hello?”

“How was the wedding?”

Everett. “No hello?”

He grunted. “Hello, Evvie.”

I sighed. “The wedding was small but good. Where are you?”

“Don’t worry about me.”

I huffed. “You sound like Ethan.”

“‘Bout time he learned something from me.”

“What’s going on, Ev?” I asked, once reaching the door to my home.

“I just wanted to let you know that I’m fine and see how you are doing.”

“We haven’t talked since daddy’s heart attack, Everett.”

There was a pause. “Evvie, be safe. I love you.” And with that, he hung up.

I frowned and walked into the apartment. Throwing my phone and keys onto the table by the wall, I let out a heavy sigh.

“What’s wrong, lover?”

My gaze landed on Brett sitting on the black leather couch in the living room. He held a small tumbler with dark amber liquid and took a sip as I neared him.

“Everett called me. It was the weirdest conversation ever,” I explained, sitting at Brett’s feet.

“Where is he?” Brett asked, curling his hand around the base of my throat.

I shrugged. “He’s safe. That’s all I know.” My stomach clenched. I tried not to worry for my family but the men in my life didn’t always make the smartest decisions.

I leaned my head back and looked up at Brett.

His jaw clenched and unclenched.

“Are you okay?” I asked, turning towards him.

His blue gaze met mine and he smiled. “Long day.”

“Ready for Vegas, lover boy?” I started unbuckling his belt and pulled his shirt out of his pants.

“I am ready for our honeymoon. Being in Vegas with my wife is just an added bonus.”

I smiled. “Getting to meet Mathis’ wife will be interesting.” I had no idea what she was like but once he told me that he got married, I ended up seeing their names in the paper. Something about her being a high paid call girl. I liked the guy. If he was happy, then I was happy for him.

Brett grunted in response and placed his glass on the counter. “What are you doing?”

“My husband is stressed. I’m going to make him feel better.” I lifted his shirt, pushing it to his waist and kissed just above his belly button.

“How are you going to do that?” he asked, his voice lowering.

I smiled and nipped along his waist, biting my teeth into the hard muscles just above his hip bone. “I’m going to suck your cock and then you’re going to fuck me.”

“Hmm...no making love?” he asked, fisting my hair in his hand.

“Not right now. I want you to give me all of you.” I bit into his flesh, making him jump.

“You will pay for that,” he growled, pulling back my head.

My heart stuttered at the heat in his eyes. Reaching into his pants, I pulled out his thick length and wrapped my hand around the base of him.

He groaned and sat back, tightening his hold in my hair.

“What do you want my husband?” I crooned licking my tongue over the tip of his cock.

His nostrils flared. “I want to fuck your mouth.”

My core clenched with desire for him. “Guide me.”

I covered the head with my mouth, closing my lips around the tip and took him as deep as possible.

A soft groan escaped him as he held my hair in his hand. “Your greedy mouth is hungry for me.”

I moaned and nodded, releasing him with a pop. “Always hungry for you.” Our eyes locked. Pushing his shaft against his stomach, I licked up the length. Grazing my teeth lightly over him, I kissed and sucked, devouring him completely. The smell of him, salty yet sweet, just about did me in.

I grabbed hold of his pants and boxers and pulled them off of him. His thick erection, hard and wet from my saliva made my breathing pick up.

Reaching under my dress, I pulled off my panties and dipped a finger through the soaked folds of my pussy.