Chapter 8

8

VIOLET

B rodie had let me get a good look at his audio surveillance equipment this morning while he was on the phone with someone from his club, so when he got home later that afternoon, I figured I’d return the favor.

“My stuff isn’t as cool as yours, but this is where the magic happens,” I said, cringing at how cheesy that sounded. I was proud of what I’d accomplished in here—from how I’d hung each soundproofing square and blanket myself to all the audiobooks I’d recorded.

My vocal booth was larger than most, but I liked having the extra space while recording so that I didn’t feel penned in. I’d even put up a few strings of fairy lights to give the space a fun spin, which also helped make the recording sessions I streamed live a little less boring.

The only furniture in the room was my large desk. Brodie headed straight for it to take a closer look at the double monitors and microphone perched on top of the flat surface. His feet didn’t even make a sound on the carpet as he moved across the floor, his blue eyes darting in every direction as if he was examining every inch he passed.

“The reading I did curled up on the couch was really prep work,” I explained, taking a seat on my large, comfy desk chair. I turned on my computer and tapped on the keyboard to pull up the notes I’d sent to myself from my e-reader. “Now I know what to ask the author before I start recording.”

“Have you tested how soundproof the room actually is?” he asked, swiveling my chair to face him.

“I mean, my neighbors haven’t complained so far,” I replied with a laugh, but it was quickly cut short when he leaned over, his lips trailing my neck. “But you were able to listen in while I was recording.”

“Only because I microphoned the fuck out of the area surrounding Jeff’s apartment, and I still had to crank up the volume and filter out a fuck ton of background noise.” His breath was hot against my skin, and I sighed, leaning into his touch. “No matter how loud you get, your neighbors aren’t gonna hear you as long as we’re in here.”

“You think so?” I whispered, my breath hitching when he nipped at my pulse point.

“I know so, baby, or else I wouldn’t be planning for all the ways I’m about to make you scream my name as loud as you can,” he rasped. “No way in fuck do I want anyone else to know how you sound when you fall apart for me.”

He bent over to capture my mouth in a deep kiss, leaving me in a sensual fog when he quickly turned my chair back around to face the desk again. Standing behind me, I couldn’t see Brodie’s movements as his lips trailed down my neck while his hands went under the thin material of my shirt. I shivered when his fingers trailed over my sensitive skin until he reached my silky bra.

My nipples peaked at his touch, and I arched my back to press my breasts deeper into his hands. “The things I want to do to these perfect tits should be illegal.”

“Like what?” All sorts of filthy fantasies flashed through my brain, inspired by my reading.

His hands shifted so he was cupping my breasts. Then he pressed them close together, making the valley between them more pronounced. “Sometime soon, I’m gonna shove my hard cock between these beauties and watch you wrap your sweet lips around the head each time I thrust up.”

That sounded like something I wanted to experience. Immediately. “Soon? Not today?”

“My good girl wants to be bad for me?” he asked, swiveling my chair again so that he could yank my shirt up and nibble along the strap of my bra.

I squeezed my thighs together to ease the ache between them. “I really, really do.”

“Then get as loud as you can while I make you come, baby.” He gently tugged my pebbled nipple with his teeth before letting go with a pop, leaving a wet spot on the silky material that cupped my rounded globe. “I want to feel your pussy walls clenched around my cock when I come, and that’s not gonna happen if I live out that particular fantasy right now. You’re too fucking sexy for me to last long enough to get inside you.”

I felt a feminine thrill at his words, loving how Brodie didn’t hesitate to let me know exactly how sexy he found me. It was a rush to know that I had so much power over him.

He peeled off my shirt, dropping it to the floor before pushing my bra cups down, my already hardened nipples now at full attention as his tongue made its way along my neck and collarbone.

I cried out when he sucked one into his mouth, my hips shooting forward as though an electric jolt had gone straight to my core.

Brodie chuckled. “Don’t hold back, baby. You can be as loud as you want while we’re in here.”

Before I had a chance to think of a response, another electric zing shot through me as he blew his warm breath over my nipple before sucking hard on the bud. Moaning, I let my eyes flutter closed as I leaned back into the chair.

I was so wrapped up in the pleasure he was giving me that I didn’t notice that he’d moved. But when his mouth left my nipple, I let out a little whimper of protest and opened my eyes to find him kneeling between my legs.

He didn’t say anything as he removed my bra, leggings, and panties, leaving me completely bare for him. But his eyes stayed on mine as he dipped down, kissing the inside of my thighs before blowing a hot blast of air over my pussy.

“Brodie,” I moaned, widening my legs a little more to give him better access.

“That’s right, my good girl,” he praised. “Use that sexy voice of yours to let me know how much you like what I’m doing to you.”

Goose bumps prickled at his sensual demand, one I couldn’t deny. Thrusting my fingers into his thick hair, I pulled his face closer to me as I cried, “More please, Brodie.”

“You want this?” he asked, blowing another hot breath, his gaze locked on mine. “Or do you need more to make you scream? To have you testing the soundproofing you put up on these walls until they shake while you come hard on my face, calling out my name?”

I swallowed hard. That was exactly what I wanted, but it was a lot harder to say the words when it was what I wanted in real life, not a script I was reading from. Getting what I needed was worth the effort, though, so I forced my lips to move. “I need more, please.”

He grinned, finally running his tongue down my slit. “Good girl.”

I didn’t have a chance to react to that statement because his mouth started to devour my pussy with long licks between my lower lips before he sucked my clit so hard that I saw stars. My hips bucked toward his face as though they had a mind of their own.

He moaned into my sensitive flesh, adding a hooked finger that he swirled along my walls while still sucking my clit. I gripped the chair so hard that my knuckles turned white, my whole body on fire.

The heat started low in my belly before it exploded through me. I didn’t hold back as I rode out my orgasm on his face, yelling, “Yes! Oh, Brodie! Yes!”

He licked up every last drop of my release, moaning as he did so. But he didn’t stop when he was done. Instead, he increased the pace of his finger and added another, twirling it inside me as his magic tongue and lips worked on my clit.

It didn’t take long for another orgasm to hit, and I saw stars, feeling them through every part of my body as I cried out his name again before slumping back on the chair. Aftershocks tore through me, all it took was for Brodie to kiss my thighs to make me moan again. “Whoa.”

Before I knew what was happening, he had his arms around my waist and lifted me into the air.

“What are you doing?” I squealed as he walked through the room, pushing the blanket aside from the door.

“Figured you’d be too tired to walk. I’m putting my cock in you for only the second time. I want it to be on the bed,” he murmured.

When he laid me on the mattress, I looked up at him with a pout. “But you’re still dressed.”

“Not for long.” He quickly stripped out of his clothes.

The man had abs for days, and a full sleeve of black ink. His dick was truly impressive, leaking at the tip, but it was the small hoop through his right nipple that caught my eye.

I grinned, leaning forward and taking the silver circle in my teeth and sucking his nipple along with it.

A deep groan rumbled up his chest, but he put his hands on my shoulders to gently push me back. “As much as I want you to keep doing that, I’m on a hair trigger here, baby. I need to get inside you before I come.”

I sucked in a breath at his words and leaned back, spreading myself for him, beyond ready to feel him inside me. His blue eyes burned with need as he kneeled on the bed and slowly slid his dick inside me, letting me adjust to his girth. Once he filled me to the hilt, I let out a sigh of pleasure.

“Love how fucking wet you are for me.”

He circled his hips, and my inner walls clenched around his dick.

“That’s it, baby. Choke my cock, take it all.” He punctuated his command with a hard thrust.

Each movement felt better than the last, my whole body on fire as I moaned, letting the pleasure take over. “Yessssss! I’m so close, Brodie.”

“Then come for me, Violet. Now,” he growled, pushing harder before sliding his hand between us, massaging my clit in the same motion his dick pumped in and out of me.

It didn’t take long for me to explode, crying out his name as my body shook from the orgasm.

He followed suit quickly after, filling me completely as he kissed me long and slow, his body still attached to mine as he pumped out the last of his release. Without a condom. Something we hadn’t really talked about yet, but I knew we should. When I wasn’t completely drained from mind-blowing orgasms and could think more clearly.