Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
She closes them around it eagerly, sucking on the cock head.
“Yeah, baby. Lick your juices off my cock. Fuck, you’re so hot.”
I close my eyes, revel in her sweet lips around me. Love…
It’s not what I thought it was.
At least not for me.
It’s not sweet and gentle.
It’s ferocious and aching and raw.
And the sex…
So different when this depth of emotion is involved.
And damn…
I fucking knew it all the time. The first time I shoved my cock into Brianna Steel’s cunt, I felt something novel. Something I’ve never felt before. And it wasn’t just her tight little body, her beautiful face, her infatuation with me.
No.
I found something I never knew I needed.
It’s a fucking passion so intense and so much more than I’ve ever experienced with any other woman.
I told myself it was just physical chemistry.
But I knew for sure it wasn’t when I saw her with Zane Michaels. With Maddie, it was pure protective instinct.
With Brianna? It was far more than that.
He was not going to touch what was mine.
And Brianna Steel is mine.
Chapter Eighteen
Brianna
I’m lost.
Lost in a sea of haze and bliss and perfect harmony.
Jesse…
Jesse loves me.
I’m living my dream.
My mouth is full of his cock, and I couldn’t be happier, more excited, more enthralled.
Jesse Pike loves me.
I meet the rhythm of his cock, sucking him as he pulls it in and out of my mouth. He’s huge, and blowing him isn’t easy, but doing it gives me such unfettered joy.
If only I could stay in Jesse’s room for the remainder of the tour.
But we must both think of Maddie.
He moves his cock from my mouth then, slides down my body, and kisses me hard. In another flash, his cock is inside me again.
And he’s thrusting, thrusting, thrusting…
He rips his mouth away from mine. “I want to last longer,” he grinds out, “but can’t… Can’t… Damn!”
He releases into me, and I take him in, not just with my pussy, but with my whole body and my whole heart.
He stays inside me for a few moments, and I relish the completeness. The pure joy and bliss of our joining.
When he pulls out and rolls over on his side, I snuggle into his arms. “You’ve made my dreams come true, Jesse,” I say softly into his ear.
“This was never my dream,” he says.
A wave of sadness slides through me. But then he kisses the top of my head.
“I mean that I didn’t want this to happen,” he continues. “But now that it has, I have to have you, Brianna. I’ll give you all the time you need.”
“I don’t need any time, Jesse. I know what I feel. I’ve always known.”
“You don’t know what I’m asking of you,” he says, his voice going dark.
“You’re asking for my love. You have that.”
“Yes. But I’m not just asking for your love. If we stay together, and if this band makes it big, where does that leave you?”
And in that second, with those words, he stabs a dagger into my heart.
Because my home is the ranch.
My home is working with my father. It’s always been my dream, for longer than I’ve been in love with Jesse Pike.
But I don’t need to think about that now. We don’t know if Dragonlock is going to take off. This whole tour could lead to nothing.
But already I hear the lie in my own head.
After just two concerts, the band has broken even on their merchandise and made a bit of a profit.
Standing ovations at both concerts as well, even after they lost their drummer.
Dragonlock is going places. There will be more tours, and eventually they will headline.
And if I stay with Jesse, that will mean…
No more Steel Ranch.
And as much as I love Jesse Pike, leaving the ranch will break my heart.
But I don’t need to think about that right now.
Jesse loves me.
And somewhere, in the back of my mind, I always had doubts that my dream would come true.
Now that it’s here, I’ve failed to consider everything it might mean. I’ll have to make it work somehow.
At the moment, I can’t be with him full-time anyway, as I’ve made so many promises to Maddie.
Maddie… And my brother…
“Jesse?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“What will we do for the rest of the tour? I mean, will we tell people? About us?”
He doesn’t reply right away, and my nerves skitter across my flesh. Is he rethinking his feelings for me?
I berate myself for the thought. Jesse is a good man. An honest man. A proud man. A man who wouldn’t say something to a woman that he didn’t mean.
No. Jesse’s feelings are real. And his fear is that mine are not. That they’re just the lovesick musings of a young girl with a crush.
Even though I know they’re not. My feelings are as real as his, and I’ve had them for so much longer.
“I honestly don’t know,” he finally says.