Free Something New by Cameron Dane

it with Rodrigo. The man’s breath caught, but Braden did not remove his hold on Rodrigo’s jaw or give him an extra centimeter of breathing room. “I expected no less, Rodrigo,” Braden told him. He let himself visually explore the squared, ultramasculine angles of Rodrigo’s face, as well as the contradiction of his decidedly lush lower lip that begged for a lick or bite. “Christ, you are gorgeous.” Holding back his attraction didn’t seem a viable option for Braden anymore. Rodrigo’s pupils flared, but he didn’t try to pull away. “And you are so close to ready for my mouth on you.”
    Wanting so much more, Braden settled for passing the pad of his thumb across Rodrigo’s lower lip, letting the contact scratch and tug. “Not this morning, though. Not when I can’t hang around to watch you process how much you love it. Start thinking about it, though; wrap your brain around the fact that it’s gonna happen soon.” Braden took his thumb away from Rodrigo’s mouth and licked the blunt tip, swearing a tinge of spice that was all Rodrigo existed on top of the faintly salty flavor of his own skin. “I don’t think I’ll be able to walk away without a real taste next time.”
    Satisfied for the moment, Braden turned back to Abby. “You, however…” He tunneled his hand through the fall of her coppery hair. “You are so fucking ready for us to happen that it scares you almost as much as those dreams.” He dipped down and brushed his mouth high across her reddened cheek. “Don’t let it, sweet Abby.” This bounty of two honest, lovely, intelligent people was more than a guy who had done his fair share of hurting men and women in relationships deserved. Being worthy didn’t matter. Braden wouldn’t let Abby and Rodrigo slip away from him.
    Not when it’s this important. Not these two people.
    Mesmerized by the swirl of light and dark shades of indigo in Abby’s eyes, Braden tilted her chin up and lowered his mouth to hers. “It’s gonna be great.” He whispered that promise just as he grazed his lips against hers. Her lips parted on a gasp of breath, the soft sound so fucking sweet, Braden darted his tongue out for a little taste. Abby did too, and the flash of contact sent a shockingly powerful jolt of pleasure straight down to Braden’s cock.
    Suddenly needing more, Braden tugged the tangle of Abby’s hair and slashed his lips across hers, taking with a greed he had not intended. He pushed her jaw open wider and licked inside her mouth, tasting a hint of the tart cranberry juice she must have sipped.
    The moment their tongues touched, Abby grabbed on to Braden’s shirt and strained into him, tangling her tongue in an erotic tango with his. She retreated and nipped stinging bites to his lips, only to sink back in and give him even better than he got, and Braden lost what little bit of sanity he had left.
    Craving even more raw contact, he took complete ownership of the kiss. He scraped his hand down Abby’s back and dragged their bodies somehow closer to grind his stiffening length into her lower belly. Braden reveled in all her soft places rubbing against his hardness and only wished they had no clothing between them to dull the sensations.
    With a needful noise that rivaled one of Rodrigo’s from earlier, Abby wound her arms around Braden’s neck, pulled him in closer, and slanted her mouth across his with an open, carnal display. The cool surface of the bottle still in her hands barely registered against the heat boiling under Braden’s skin. He only cared that she kissed him back with fervor, matching him with an open aggression Braden had only encountered with other men. Rather than turn him off, this new element of Abby’s personality surprised him in a way few things did anymore and pumped blood into his groin at a drugging pace. Braden bunched the back hem of Abby’s nightgown in his fist, drew it up over her buttocks, and used his other hand to skim a line down the split of