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him what his did to me. He took his hand from between my legs and wrapped it over mine. We stroked him together with our tongues
matching the movements. I was burning up, I felt like
I was on fire.   
    I moaned loudly against his lips and said, “I need you, Braxton, inside of me
now.”
    "Of course you do," he agreed and we drew
his cock toward my soaking wet pussy together.
    He buried himself in me with one swift motion and groaned into my open mouth. He rocked all the way in
before drawing back. I reached around to cup his ass,
begging him to push into me again. He accommodated me by sliding back inside. He was still in control and I was helpless as he pulled almost all the way back out. Then he followed with
quick but shallow thrusts.
    "Once again, you're killing me," I told him between gasping breaths.
    As he continued his slow, agonizing tease, he used
his tongue to lick along my jawline and then back down
to my neck.
    I pulled hard on his ass, bringing it toward me, wanting him to go deeper. Then
he licked along my jaw, tasting all of me, while
continuing to drive me insane below.
    I cried out again when he finally entered me again, " Yeeeessss ."
    I opened my eyes and looked at him, a delicious grin had spread across his face
as he slid his hand down between our bodies and began to stroke my clit with
his finger as he moved in and out of me. He moved slowly and lazily causing me to push harder against his ass cheeks, begging him for
more.
    All of a sudden he gave it to me ,
sinking all the way inside bringing our bodies together with a slap. I let out a yelp, but as I did he covered my mouth with his,
stroking my tongue as he began to thrust deeper…and with purpose. He started
rubbing my clit harder with short, brutal strokes. His
mouth was fierce on mine and I felt my whole body
begin to shake as my climax built up, threatening to release. When it finally
did I lifted up off the carpet with a long, slow moan.
Every part of my body was tingling and my toes were
curled as the slow pressure was released in one incredible wave after another.
    Braxton continued to thrust into me ,
pushing me beyond the moans and into mewling sounds that I didn’t even know I
could make.
    “That’s it,” he groaned. “God, I love watching you
come.”
    I couldn’t speak words. I only smiled and held on to his shoulders as his hips
continued to slam against my body over and over . I could still feel the tremors shaking my body as his pace
increased and I knew he was getting close. He reached down and pulled up my leg, trapping it alongside his chest. Then he did the
same with my other leg, practically folding me in half
and hitting me deep inside with each new thrust. I was
gasping for air and clawing at his shoulders as he ground against me, becoming
a heated mass between my legs as I felt him tense.
    “Shit!” he yelled out in an orgasm.
    He pushed into me a few more times as we coasted
along, finally allowing my legs to unbend and stretch out along either side of
him as he leaned in and kissed me again.
    “I love you,” he murmured.
    I kissed him again, hard…hoping he wouldn’t notice that even though we just
talked about it, I still couldn’t say it back.
    I never made it to my class.

 
    CHAPTER
FOUR
    BRAXTON
    A few days after we had the talk about the contract, Emmi giving me the best nooner I ever had and me telling her I loved her, I got a
text from her on my way home from class.
    It said, “Hey will you do me a favor?”
    “Sure, what?”
    “I have an assignment for photography class. I need
a model.”
    “Nude?” I asked, messing
with her.
    “No!” she said exclamation point and all. Then she
made me smile by adding, “We can do those later for
our private collection.”
    “Sure, whatever you need.”

 
    When I got home she had my
“outfits” laid out on the bed. She wanted me in jeans and a
nice shirt, then jeans and a T-shirt, and then jeans and no shirt and
then in my fight shorts. I started