Brandon’s POV
I felt my eyes widen slightly at June’s unexpected observation. For a moment, I almost protested, but then caught myself, letting my expression shift into a smile.
“Cute, am I?” I murmured, voice dropping lower.
She nodded, suddenly breathless as my hands began to wander. My work was instantly forgotten as I stood, lifting her with me.
“Let me show you just how ‘cute‘ I can be,” I whispered as I carried her toward our bedroom.
The bedroom door clicked shut behind us, and I set June down gently on the edge of the bed. Her damp hair clung to her shoulders, that oversized t–shirt of mine slipping off one side, revealing the curve of her collarbone. She looked up at me with a grin, her eyes sparkling with that teasing light I couldn’t resist. Calling me cute–she knew exactly how to get under my skin.
“Cute, huh?” I said, my voice low and warm as I stepped closer, brushing my fingers along her jaw. I tilted her chin up, leaning down until our noses nearly touched. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Mrs. Stark.”
June’s lips quirked, her hands sliding up my chest. “Maybe I like dangerous,” she murmured, her tone all honey and mischief. “Especially when it’s you.”
That was it–I was done for. I kissed her, slow and deep, savoring the way she melted into me. Her lips parted, soft and pliant, and I couldn’t help the hum of satisfaction that rumbled in my chest. My hands slipped under the hem of that t–shirt, grazing her bare thighs, and I grinned against her mouth when I realized she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
“No panties?” I teased, pulling back just enough to meet her gaze. “Were you planning this all along?”
Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away. “Maybe I just like keeping you on your toes,” she shot back, her fingers tugging at my shirt buttons.
I chuckled, helping her peel the shirt off me before tugging hers over her head. She shivered as the cool air hit her skin, her nipples pebbling instantly, and I couldn’t resist–I dipped my head, pressing a soft kiss to one, then the other. June sighed, her hands threading through my hair, and I took my time, swirling my tongue around each peak until she squirmed beneath me.
“Brandon,” she breathed, half–laughing, “you’re terrible.”
“Terrible?” I murmured, nipping gently at her breast before kissing my way up her neck. “I thought I was cute.”
She giggled, pulling me down for another kiss, and I let her take the lead for a moment, her tongue teasing min my pulse kick up. My hands roamed her body, memorizing every curve, and when I slipped a finger between her already wet, warm, and ready. I groaned softly, circling her clit with a featherlight touch.
“God, June,” I whispered, sliding a finger inside her, slow and deliberate. “You’re killing me here.”
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Her hips rocked against my hand, a needy little sound escaping her lips. “Then do something about it,” she challenged, her voice breathless but playful.
I didn’t need more encouragement. I shed my pants, kicking them aside, and guided her back onto the bed. She reached for me, but I caught her hands, pressing them gently to my chest. “Not yet,” I said with a smirk. “I want that mouth first.”
June’s eyes widened, hesitant. Then she slid off the bed, kneeling in front of me, and when her lips brushed the tip of my cock, I had to bite back a groan. She started slow, her tongue flicking against me, teasing, and I let her set the pace for a moment before threading my fingers through her hair–not pulling, just resting there, encouraging.
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“Fuck,” I murmured, my voice fough with want as she took me deepe Her mouth was hot and wet, her lips stretching around me, and I watched, mesmerized, as she worked me over. She hummed softly, the vibration sending a shiver up my spine, and I couldn’t help rocking my hips just a little, matching her rhythm.
When she pulled back, breathless and grinning, I hauled her up gently, kissing her hard as I laid her back on the bed. “My turn, I said, settling between her thighs. I spread her wide, kissing the inside of her leg before dragging my tongue through her folds. She gasped, hips bucking, and 1 held her steady, sucking her clit softly until she was moaning my name.
“Brandon–please-” she whimpered, her hands fisting the sheets.
I climbed over her, lining myself up, and slid into her in one smooth deep thrust. She felt like heaven–tight and slick–and I groaned, burying my face in her neck as I started to move. Slow at first, letting her adjust, then faster as she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer.
“You’re mine,” I whispered, kissing her jaw, her lips, anywhere I could reach. “No one else gets this, right?”
“Only you,” she promised, her nails grazing my back as she met every thrust. “Always you.”
I grinned, shifting my angle to hit that spot that made her gasp, and reached down to give her ass a playful smack–not hard, just enough to make her laugh and squirm. “That’s for teasing me about that classmate,” I said, winking.
“Brandon!” she yelped, half–laughing, half–moaning. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Ridiculously in love with you,” I countered, spanking her lightly again before gripping her hips and driving into her harder. She elenched around me, her orgasm building, and I followed her over the edge a moment later, spilling inside her with a low groan.
We collapsed together, tangled and sweaty, her head resting on my chest as our breathing evened out. I traced lazy circles on her back, smiling when she nuzzled closer.
“Still think I’m cute?” I asked, brushing a kiss to her forehead.
June tilted her head up, her smile soft and sated. “Maybe a little,” she admitted. “But mostly… perfect.”
“Good answer,” I murmured, pulling her tighter against me. Work could wait. Right now, she was all I needed.
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