Missing (The Brannock Siblings Book 3) (25 page)

His thumb slid over that stiff peak and his head bent down
to her neck, kissing the dip right at the base of her throat. It was a
sensation she had never felt before and goose bumps broke out over her skin. He
nipped and licked, kissed and suckled his way down. When his wet tongue flicked
over her nipple, she arched into him, pressing closer to that skilled mouth. He
understood what she wanted and he gave it to her, pulling her flesh into his
mouth and sending her spiraling.

He pressed her back until her legs hit the bed and with his
arms surrounding her, carefully laid her down on the mattress and hovered over
her. His attention moved to her other breast and her fingers clutched his hair
and held him there. He could do this for the rest of her life and she'd never
get tired of it.

He pressed his knee between her legs and spread her open,
settling his hips at her center and grinding against her.

"Please," she moaned.

Suddenly he was gone. Her head lifted to look at him and
what she saw made the loss of him for that one moment worth it. He pulled his
shirt over his head, revealing that hard body he worked so diligently for. His
abs rippled and those sleek muscles running down his sides made her mouth go
dry. She watched as he pulled open the button on his jeans and slid the zipper
down.

"I'm going to be honest," he muttered, his hooded
gaze locked on her as he pushed his jeans down, taking his boxer briefs with
them. Her eyes widened at the sight of him, he was big. Hard. Ready. "You
might have to wait for my mouth, because that beautiful body needs to be taken
hard, and the sounds you make…
fuck
… those sexy sounds will make me come
before I make it inside you and Aiden? I
desperately
want to be inside
you."

If she thought she was turned on before, it was nothing
compared to this. His words were erotic and hungry, so damn sexy, making her
vibrate with the need for him to do exactly that.

"Come here." She reached for him and he spread out
on top of her, gathering her in his arms and kissing her like a starving man.

"I love you, Aiden," he murmured against her lips.
"Love you so damn much."

"I love you, too."

His hand slid down the front of her, lightly pressing into
her skin and leaving a trail of goose bumps behind. He curled his fingers over
her lacy thong and yanked them down her thighs. She helped him maneuver the
flimsy scrap of material down her legs and kicked them off. His hand cupped her
firmly as he pressed the tips of his fingers to her slick opening. She gasped and
lifted her hips for more.

"I have a condom in my wallet," he whispered,
brushing his lips over hers and looking down at her.

She knew what he was asking and the last thing she wanted
was a barrier between them, not after all the barriers they had finally knocked
down. She was on birth control, but the safety precautions that had been
ingrained in her mind made her hesitate.

He removed his hand and started to lift off of her.
"I'll get it, baby. I just want you to know that I'm all in with
this."

She grasped his arm and pulled him back down to her.
"No, I know it might be stupid, but I don't want anything between us. I'm
clean and on the pill."

He kissed her hard before smiling and caressing her lower
tummy. "Me, too."

A giggle bubbled to the surface and his brow arched in
question. "You're on the pill?" she asked with an innocent smile.

He shook his head, amusement clear on his face. This is what
she loved with him, the silliness, the joy. She was right where she needed to
be and she was never looking back.

"You're gonna pay for that," he growled.

"Promise?"

 He slid between her legs and pressed the tip of his hard
arousal against her. A moan wrenched from her throat, effectively ending her
giggles as he slid up and down her seam before stopping where she needed him
most.

"I'll promise you the world if it keeps you right here
with me."

"Don't you know, Gus? You've already given me the
world." He slid just inside her, stretching her and sending a gush of heat
to her core. She closed her eyes and he stilled, reverently kissing her face,
her chin, that mind blowing spot at the base of her throat.

"Have I?" he asked huskily, the emotion in his
voice unmistakable.

"Yes," she breathed, lifting her hips for more.
"You. You've given me you. That's all I want."

He growled against her neck and thrust hard, burying himself
completely inside of her. She cried out in pleasure and it spurred him on. He
meant what he said about her body needing to be taken hard.

"Gus…"

"Hold onto me, love."

He thrust in and out of her in a steady rhythm which she met
head on. His mouth never left her skin and the slow build from before was
suddenly full to bursting. She wrapped her legs around him and pressed her
heels against that perfectly muscled ass, pleading him with her body to take
her harder.

He did.

He snaked a hand beneath her and lifted her hips off the
bed, the new angle helping him find that spot inside that would send her over
the edge. She reached for it, higher and higher, ready to welcome the bliss he
wanted to give her.

"I know you're close, baby. I can feel it," he
mumbled against her skin and latched onto her breast, pulling her nipple into
his mouth and flicking his tongue over it.

Higher and higher. God, would she ever reach it? She was
surrounded by him, every touch adding to the pressure until it was all she
could do to hold on.

"You know I'm yours, love. Give me you, now," he
implored and thrust deep and hard.

It felt like an explosion, a detonation that only
he
had the power to create. "Yes! Oh God, Gus!" White lights exploded
behind her eyes and every muscle in her body pulsed with that rush of heat.

That sexy rumble rose from his chest as he clung to her and
thrust once more, finding his own release and emptying himself inside her. She
welcomed his weight as he collapsed on top of her, his lips making their way
back to her mouth and tangling their tongues together in a glorious kiss.

She couldn't feel her toes or her fingers, but she didn't
care. She wrapped her arms around him and they held each other until their
breathing slowed. When he rolled to his side, taking her with him, he stayed
inside her. They laid there staring at one another, his fingers trailing over
her face and tangling in her hair.

"This is it, Aiden." His husky voice sent a shiver
over her skin. "I'm not letting you go. Not ever."

She kissed him softly and burrowed into his chest. "I'm
not going anywhere," she replied.

He held her close as they both drifted to sleep and Aiden
never once thought of the possibility that she was wrong.

***

Aiden opened her eyes to darkness. Her body felt deliciously
sore and a smile immediately stretched over her face. It fell when she turned
over to find an empty bed. She could smell Gus all over her so she knew it
hadn't been a dream and the sheets were still slightly warm.

Sliding out of the bed, she quickly found his discarded
shirt on the floor and slipped it over her head. Her hair was a mess, but she
didn't care. Gus loved her, messy and all. Of that, she had no doubt. Not after
the things he had told her so earnestly.

A light from the living room drew her gaze to Gus' large
frame sitting in the middle of her couch. He was wearing only his underwear and
the sight of his strong, capable body made her knees weak. He was a beautiful
man and he was all hers.

Then she registered his position and her stomach pitched.
His shoulders were slumped forward and his head was in his hands. Did he think
this was a mistake? Had he changed his mind so quickly?

No. She knew he hadn't. She knew him and there was no way he
would have let her give herself to him if he hadn't been completely sure she
was who he wanted.

"Babe?" she called and his head snapped up and
turned to look at her.

His worried expression made her feet move forward so she
could comfort him. If he needed her, she would be there for him.

She didn't hesitate to climb onto his lap and straddle him
and he didn't try to stop her. His strong arms wrapped around her waist and
held her against him, almost clinging to her as if she would disappear. It made
the worry expand in her chest.

He laid his head back on the couch and gazed up at her, the
worry still present but a certain heat shadowing it. "I like that you
called me Babe."

She grinned, but didn't let herself be distracted.
"What's wrong? Can't you sleep?"

He shook his head. "I slept, but…"

She kissed him tenderly then cupped his jaw in her hand, the
light scruff there scraping her palm pleasantly. "Tell me."

After a heavy sigh, he spoke. "Is this what you really
want? I know you're worried about the type of job I have and you need
stability. I'll do my best to give you that no matter the cost, but I don't
want you to have any regrets."

Warmth flooded her heart and the love she felt for him only
grew. His concern for her and the things she wanted in life made her feel
cherished and she knew he would sacrifice whatever he had to in order to keep
her. But she didn't want him to sacrifice the job he loved and worked so hard
for no matter how much she worried about him. She was so damn proud of him and
for the sacrifice he made every day for people he didn't even know.

"I'm not the strongest person in this world, Gus, but
I'll try to be the strongest woman you could ever hope for. I'll worry and I'll
probably cry over the risks you take with your job, but I'll never regret
loving you. I'll help carry the weight on your shoulders when it gets rough and
I'll always listen. It will take time to adapt, but I've already had a head
start."

His brow raised in question.

She smiled. "I knew I loved you the moment I laid eyes
on you in that restaurant. I've worried over you every day since and I've seen
how good you are at your job. I'm proud of you,
babe
," she
emphasized, now knowing he liked the endearment. "And I know you'll be
safe. I know you'll protect me and do everything in your power to come back to
me every day."

He kissed her hard, passionately, and she could practically
feel his troubles seep away.

"Plus," she added breathlessly. "You're damn
sexy with that badge on and I've developed several fantasies that I have no doubt
you can fulfill."

He laughed and nuzzled his nose in her neck. "I love
you, Aiden."

"I know."

"Holy shit!"

His outburst startled her and she pulled back to see what
was wrong. He was staring down at her body in awe.

"What is it?"

"I just realized that you're wearing my shirt."

She relaxed. "And?"

"And I think I'll die of a heart attack before anything
else if this is going to be a regular thing. You look fucking sexy, Red."
His hands slid up her back and around to her front, cupping her breasts firmly.

She threw her head back and moaned. "I'll go change if
you want."

"Don't you dare. From now on, you wear
my
shirts
when you're home or at the studio. Throw that other one away."

"What other one?"

He kissed her neck and ran his palms down her sides to her thighs,
slowly lifting the shirt. "That button up one. You look amazing in it, but
it's not mine."

"I bought that specifically for painting," she
giggled and shifted on his lap when his hands cupped her bare ass.

"Don't care. You only wear mine from now on.
Deal?" He rolled his hips up and pressed his growing erection against her.

She was already soaked and not even sure what they were
talking about anymore, but she wasn't about to argue. "Deal."

In the next second, the shirt was yanked over her head and
thrown across the room. Gus lifted her enough so he could push his underwear
down his thighs, then positioned himself at her entrance and pulled her down
over him.

He groaned and buried his face in her chest as he filled
her. "I knew it."

"Knew what?" she gasped.

He thrust up into her, making her body tremble and clench
around him. "That it would only get better and better each time."

"Yes," she hissed and rolled her hips.

"You are what has been missing from my life, Aiden.
You're the missing piece to my soul."

Tears filled her eyes at his whispered words, but he didn't
need a response from her. He made love to her slowly, letting her take control
when she wanted it and taking it back when he needed it.

When they both found release, he stood with her still
wrapped around him and carried her back to the bedroom whispering sweet things
to her and loving her so fully, she prayed to God it lasted forever.

Gus

Waking up with Aiden in my arms trumps everything. There is
nothing I could ever want more than her beside me. After the things she said
last night about being proud of me and wanting to be strong for me… well, I
realize now why nothing could stop Luke from having Ash, not even with me and
Con in the way, and Con would never give up Emily, even if it was going to kill
him.

Aiden was it for me.

Her back was pressed against my chest with her sexy ass
tucked against my hips. She held my arm between her soft breasts with her tiny
hands. God, that body. I knew she was sexy, but I wasn't prepared for
that
.
Her creamy white skin made my mouth water and the way her breasts felt in my
hands, a perfect fit. With elegant curves that were so damn tempting, I could
just
watch
her move around all day and never get bored.

I kissed her shoulder and buried my nose in her bright red
hair. She always smelled so sweet, but this morning that sweetness was mixed
with me and it made my possessiveness rear its head. I wanted her to smell like
me all the time, so everyone would know she was mine.