The only reason Brax was pretty sure he wasn’t dead was the feel of full breasts pressed to his chest, and the fluttering heat around his c**k that was the closest thing he’d ever experienced to heaven. As there wasn’t a chance he’d earned a spot past the pearly gates, he concluded he was still alive. Still alive, and very n***d with his best friend.
Holy. s**t.
He’d sworn he wouldn’t touch her. Would never push for anything she didn’t want to give. She’d just given him everything mere hours after she’d been assaulted. That clinched it. He was totally going to the special hell.
“You’re thinking too loud.” Her sleepy voice had him cracking open his eyes.
Mia lay beneath him, eyes closed, tracing lazy patterns down his back, one leg still hooked behind his knee. She looked blissed out an
