Club Nova Vol. 4 (Brad Grayson) Read Online Free Page B

to just plunge his cock inside of her was overwhelming, but he’d give her time to settle first before he unleashed his ravenous onslaught of sexual prowess.
    Brad smoothed the hair from her forehead and kissed her slowly, his tongue rolling over hers like a lazy river. “Mm, I love the taste of you, Victoria.” He left her mouth and trailed kisses along her jaw and down the column of her neck. “You’re like the sweetest flower, baby.”
    “Brad.” She moved beneath him, rotating her hips, enticing him. “I want to feel you inside me.”
    He inhaled sharply. Why did those words have so much power over him? It wasn’t natural. Fighting it wasn’t natural, either, and quite frankly, he was tired of fighting against something his body told him to go after. Tired of always thinking about his next move, of trying to stay one step ahead. That was the beauty of Victoria—with her, he didn’t have to do those things. He could simply be who he was with her. Flaws and all. And that was so totally freeing for him.
    He nipped at her bottom lip, traced her mouth with his tongue, and then dipped inside for another taste of her. His fingers grazed down the side her body, causing her to shiver beneath his massive frame. He smiled.
    “Brad,” she whispered against his lips.
    “Shh.” He deepened the kiss and allowed himself to drown in her passion, savoring the taste of her tongue rasping over his.
    “Brad,” she tried again, and this time he stopped kissing her long enough to look down at her.
    “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He dragged his fingers back up her body and rested his hand on her ribs, right below her breast, just waiting to cup it and take it as his.
    “I’m scared of this, of what’s happening between us. What if she—” Victoria sighed heavily. “I don’t want to be your weakness,” she said with trembling lips.
    He chuckled. “It’s kind of too late for that.” He kissed her softly. “Just for tonight, baby, let’s forget about everyone and everything. Allow me a night of utter weakness.”
    Not that he’d ever stop at just tonight. She belonged to him, and whether he wanted her or not didn’t matter. His choice was already made. She was too exquisite to have just a handful of times. He needed to hold on to her.
    “You’re right.” She nodded and licked her lips. “Make love to me, Brad. Make me forget about the world.”
    Brad inhaled sharply and let himself feel the need that was coursing through his veins. It was a need unlike anything he’d ever felt before. A need to be loved, cherished and wanted. A need that only this woman, right here, right now, could satisfy. He’d never cared about such silly nonsense as love and commitments before. But, God, she was changing him and making him a weaker man.
    He’d been trying to ignore it, to deny it, but the moment that bastard had taken her, the moment Brad had collapsed on his kitchen floor and all he could think of was her safety, he knew there would be no more denying the truth. He resolved to do what he did best: possess her. Take control and make her his. Do things to her that only he knew he could do to her.
    Despite her groaning protest, he pulled away, leaving her mouth to trail kisses down her neck to the valley between her breasts. He cupped her breast seconds before his mouth closed around the perking nipple, kissing it as he’d kissed her moments before—soft, easy, and with so much fiery passion it burned him alive.
    She mewed and heated beneath him.
    First one, then the other, before making his way back to her mouth. She laced her fingers around his neck, holding him to her. He didn’t rush her or ravage her, which was both a blessing and a curse. His body demanded hard, fast, and rough, but he needed slow, easy, loving. Brad needed to know he could do it, that he could give himself to someone else so completely and unconditionally. He’d honestly never truly made love to a woman before. Not in the sense how he was