CHAPTER NINE
KAT
Braxton has my dress off before I can process what’s happening. He tosses me on the bed as though I’m a weightless doll before gripping my ankles and pulling my a*s to the edge.
“Braxton!” I squeal, fisting the sheets for support.
He ignores me, widening my legs and then kneeling in front of me. The moment his tongue licks between my slit, I see stars and every part of my body buzzes with anticipation. The man has talent like I’ve never experienced, and if I never leave his bed again, I’d die a satisfied, happy woman.
Braxton’s magical mouth brings me over the edge once again. I’ve never orgasmed so many times in my life, and I’m left wondering how the hell he managed to work my body like a well-played violin.
“Goddamn, I could devour you all fuckin’ night long,” he
