Free Blissfully Yours (Mills & Boon Kimani) by Velvet Carter Page B

in a rapid motion. She stopped and trailed her tongue up and down the sides of his shaft before using her tongue to tease the tip of his penis. She could taste his essence. Ayana covered him with her mouth again, and again went to work sucking and licking his penis as if it were a delicious chocolate-covered banana.
    Brandon could feel himself coming. He moved her to the side, retrieved a fresh condom and rolled it on. “Get back on top.”
    Ayana did as instructed. This time, she squatted down over his erection and didn’t stop until he was all the way inside. With her knees pressed close to his sides, she bounced up and down on his penis, crying out in ecstasy with each decadent move.
    â€œYou feel so good inside of me.”
    He held tightly on to her waist, thrusting upward, matching her moves with his own. “Being inside of you feels so right.” He then flipped her over in one smooth motion. Now he was on top. Sweat dripped off Brandon’s forehead as he increased his pace. The swiftness of his moves knocked the headboard back and forth against the wall. The noise of the bed coupled with their moans created the soundtrack of their first night together.
    â€œAre you coming yet?” he panted.
    â€œAlmost.”
    Brandon reached underneath Ayana, grabbed her butt cheeks and pressed them toward his crotch, bringing her closer to him. He was on the verge of climax but wanted to ensure she was on the same page. “Tell me when you’re ready.”
    â€œOkay, just don’t stop.”
    He slowed down long enough to move his hands down her legs, grab her ankles and hold them high in the air, positioning himself deep inside of her V.
    She gasped.
    He ramped up the pace again and again. They each gave some more until their bodies gave in to yet another scrumptious, addictive climax.

Chapter 12
    A yana began to stir underneath the crisp white sheets as the sound of waves washing against the sand brought her out of a restful sleep. With her eyes still closed, she took a deep breath, inhaling the fresh ocean air. She stretched her arms, touching the bed and pillow next to her, but all she felt was the coolness of the sheet. She expected Brandon to be lying there. She opened her eyes to look for him, but he was nowhere in sight. The small bedroom was empty. She glanced at the nightstand, looking for a note from him, but there wasn’t one.
    Ayana’s heart started to beat faster, in a mild panic. Did he just leave without saying anything? After sharing an intense night of lovemaking, staying up until the sun rose, she assumed that he would be cuddled up next to her, exhausted and enjoying the aftermath. The thought of him abandoning her didn’t sit well. Maybe I was wrong about our connection. Maybe it was just sex for him . And now that he got what he wanted, he has no further interest in me. The inner dialogue was making her madder by the second. She began to feel used. The beautiful aftermath of lovemaking quickly evaporated.
    â€œI’ll be damned if I just lie here like an idiot and wait for him to show up,” she said aloud. Ayana ripped the sheet from around her body, threw her legs over the side of the bed and stood. She looked on the floor for her clothes, but found only her lace panties. She then remembered that their foreplay had begun in the living room, where he had disrobed her. She put on the underwear and marched toward the door, her breasts bouncing with each purposeful step.
    â€œHey, pretty lady, where are you off to?” Brandon asked, entering the room.
    Ayana took one look at him and saw he was holding a breakfast tray complete with a bud vase with a single yellow rose. “Uh, I was looking for my clothes.” Admitting what she’d really thought was too embarrassing. Besides, it would make her seem paranoid.
    â€œI folded them and put them over there,” he said, motioning his head toward an armchair.
    Now Ayana really felt silly. Not