Chad's entire body tensed as she settled fully on him, her slick heat making it easy for them to slide together.
"You're the most stunning woman I've ever seen," he said with a groan as his eyes traveled down her throat, br**sts and smooth stomach. She beamed at him before rising up, then quickly falling back down, loving every inch of him moving inside of her.
Bree leaned forward as Chad raised his hands to cup her br**sts. They bounced against his hands as she picked up her pace, moving steadily up and down his throbbing rod.
"Yes," she hissed when he pulled on her so he could take her nipple into his mouth. He teased the swollen peak mercilessly before he moved on to the other one. She rode him faster and faster as he loved on her br**sts.
She sat up, the sensation almost becoming too much to bear. She leaned her hands on his legs behind her, giving her more leverage and picked up her pace once more. She was so close, she needed to feel the explosion she knew was coming.
Chad reached his hand forward and flicked his fingers over her sensitive skin, sending her over the edge in a whirlwind of pleasure.
She sank against his thighs as she clenched around him over and over again. She couldn't even open her eyes the pleasure and exhaustion was so consuming.
Chad suddenly flipped them over so she was beneath him, his body still fully inside her. He grabbed her leg, pulling it up high and started thrusting in and out of her. Too much, she wanted to cry as her orgasm intensified to the point her entire body felt on fire.
He pushed hard into her, reaching deeper than she thought possible, and the fireworks exploded again before her first orgasm even finished. She yelled out as her body shook with pleasure, every inch of her skin tingling.
"Please," she pled.
He seemed to know just what she needed and moved off her, his own breath coming out in pants. They lay side by side as their breathing slowed and their bodies finally quit quivering. "I think I may have just lost a few years off my life," Chad said with a chuckle. Bree smiled, she knew how he felt.
"I can't open my eyes," she murmured, feeling better than anyone should possibly be allowed to feel.
Chad pulled her close and she fell asleep within seconds.
When Bree woke again, Chad was next to the bed putting on pants. She sleepily got to her feet and put the discarded robe on. Her mind cleared quickly, and since her body was temporarily sated, her worries came back to the forefront.
She tilted her head and pointed toward the kitchen, then left the room. She'd get dressed later. She felt light headed and wanted nothing more than a hot cup of coffee. She'd even try eating a bagel or muffin. She knew her stomach needed something in it other than acid.
Bree walked to the coffee pot and started it brewing, then sat at the table. Chad entered the room behind her, grabbing a package from the cupboard and joining her at the table. He looked amazing in the morning with stubble dotting his chin, and low riding pajama bottoms. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she wanted to crawl into his lap for round two and forget everything but the pleasure he brought her.
"Here, eat this," Chad told her as he placed a pastry in front of her. She pushed it back, the sugary donut turning her stomach. "You have to eat. You've already lost too much weight," he insisted as he pushed it back to her. She glared at him for a moment, but he didn't back down, so she finally took it.
Bree broke off a piece and placed it in her mouth, surprised by the burst of flavor on her tongue. Maybe she was hungry. After all, she'd had quite the intense workout a short time ago. She took another tentative bite, then polished off the donut in under a minute. Chad slid another one in front of her and she started picking at it, nibbling small bites. She missed the knowing grin on his face.
"Did you get any information last night? Who they were? What they wanted? Did the sheriff tell you anything?" Bree threw questions at Chad, no longer able to hold it in. She hoped he wouldn't treat her like a child. She needed to know.
She watched as he took a deep breath, like he was fighting with himself, before he finally let it out and looked her deep in the eyes. She felt almost giddy as she realized he was going to tell her something real – not try to protect her fragile feelings like her brothers kept doing.
As Bree sat there, she had a small memory of racing down the road with her hand in the air. She'd been running away … She lost the thought and frowned in frustration.
"What is it?" Chad asked with concern.
"I remembered something, but … " she started to say, still concentrating.
"What did you remember?"
"Nothing huge, dang it. Just that my brothers are over-protective. I was trying to get away from them – trying to prove I could make it on my own. Is that how I ended up with you?"