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pieces. The mounting pressure building in my core has me holding my breath and grinding my hips against his hand. When I’m sure I’m going to pass out from pleasure, I jerk wildly and crash down, crumbling onto him in a pile of dead weight. As a wave of trembling soars through me, my entire body constricts around him. I’m holding him so tight that I don’t realize my nails have dug into his shoulders until he flinches. I release my death grip and look up at him apologetically.
    “Ouch.” He grins before reaching down and grabbing the bottom of my dress and slipping it over my head. He quickly reaches around my back, unclasps my bra, and drops it to the floor before leaning down and kissing each nipple. They tighten instantly under his lips. My breasts are heavy, the weight resting on my baby bump. His hands find each one and then move to massage my belly.
    “You’re gorgeous.”
    Any other man, and I’d be self-conscious.
    But not Brady.
    He makes me feel gorgeous.
    When his lips find mine, my hands slip into his silky, dark hair, giving a gentle pull.
    “I want to be inside you now,” he moans into my mouth.
    I reach down and feel for the button on his jeans, ripping it free and sliding down the zipper. His arm holds my waist as he lifts us slightly from the stool and slides his pants and boxers down his legs. He steps out of them and lowers us back down to the stool, entering me as he does. I throw my head back, releasing a satisfied moan.
    We sit still for a moment with his arms around my waist. He’s so deep, his erection pulsing inside me. I want him to move. “Brady.”
    “One second,” he pants.
    Oh. He’s trying to compose himself so he doesn’t come. I love that I have this effect on him. That he has to work to control himself. It’s usually I who lacks control.
    One hand leaves my waist and slips behind my ear, squeezing tightly as he nips at my neck. “I want you to ride me.”
    I smile and lift myself up until I reach the tip of his length before slamming back onto him. He groans in appreciation before yanking my head forward and burying his tongue in my mouth aggressively, which stops me from lifting up again. The craving to give him what he wants has me breaking the kiss and pulling him to my chest.
    “Wrap your legs around my waist,” he growls into my skin as he licks at my nipple. 
    I do as he says, locking my legs around his waist, causing a low cry to escape my lips when the angle changes.
    He crashes his lips into mine again, moaning and panting into my mouth as he starts to move. My hands rub the stubble on his jaw as he holds me around the waist, moving in and out of me slowly and with purpose. The beginnings of another orgasm heat my core.
    “I can’t go slowly. It has to be hard and fast. I want to hear you scream, Sunshine.”
    Oh, God help me. My body is on fire now, and I’m holding on tighter in anticipation. I’m a goner. I feel his hands dig in around my waist as he lifts me up. A shiver runs through me.
    He lowers his lips to mine and gives me a gentle kiss before thrusting his hips up and slamming into me. He lifts me quickly and thrust upward again, filling me to the absolute maximum, his head falling back on a muffled yell.
    “Brady!” I scream out in wanton pleasure.
    “That’s it, scream for me,” he says, continuing with powerful thrusts. Each time I’m lowered onto him, I let out another incoherent scream.
    I’m clawing at him as my weak legs try to stay firmly gripped around his waist. I’m losing control.
    “Tori!”
    “Oh, God. Yes.” I throw my head back, moaning and chanting his name, wild with pleasure and ready to combust as each hard stroke pushes me toward complete and utter ecstasy.
    “You feel fucking incredible,” he groans against my throat, scraping his teeth lightly against my skin, continuing his hard, fast delivery. “I don’t like it when we argue.”
    Huh? Did we argue? I’m so confused, my mind and body lost to endless waves