Page 131 of Be My Brayshaw (Brayshaw High 4)

I fuck her from behind, my lips pressed to hers, eyes locked together.

“I’m so close,” she gasps. “Right there.”

I pump shorter, harder, and faster, my fingers coming down to cup her pussy, and a heavy crease forms above her brows as her pleasure threatens to tear her apart.

“Come with me, Captain,” she moans, pushing her ass into me. “Look me in the eyes and come for me.”

I jerk and do just fucking that.

I come hard and long and as loud as she does.

Both our bodies collapse, but I spin her and slide back in, and she shakes beneath me.

I pump slow, the feeling almost too much to handle as my body is still on its high, but I’m not ready to let go yet.

Not of this.

I skim her neck with my lips, and she sighs, a sound that settles into my soul.

Beneath me, her legs lax at our sides, hands now trailing along my back.

“That was a hell of a yes, Beauty.”

She chuckles, her hands coming around to rub along my chest.

I lift until I can look her in her eyes.

My Beauty.

My girl.

My future.EpilogueVictoria“Hey, ZoZo,” I whisper.

“What?” she attempts to whisper back, but there is no way she didn’t gain the attention of the entire car.

It’s confirmed when I’m not the only person who laughs.

“ZoZo, is Rora trying to get you to tell her our secret?” Captain asks from the driver seat.

I peek through my fingers, making eye contact with her and shake my head with a grin.

Her little jaw drops. “Rora! That’s bad! Daddy said no peeking!”

Her hands come up to cover my eyes for me.

“She can’t see, Daddy. I fixed it.”

Royce laughs at my side and the sound of a body shifting on leather lets me know Raven has turned in her seat to look back as well.

“Good job, Zo. Almost there, Beauty, keep those eyes closed a couple more minutes,” Captain says.

As Captain said we would be, only minutes later he announces we’re pulling off the highway, and then the ride grows a little bumpy.

“Keep them closed,” he says as the roar of the engine quiets, and the doors around me begin to open.

I listen as he unbuckles Zoey’s seat, hearing her little shouts as she tells her Uncle Bro to “wait up.”

Captain chuckles, his hand skating along my thigh until he reaches my seatbelt and unclips it. “She’s becoming a mini Royce. I’m kinda scared,” he jokes.

I laugh, pinching my eyes closed tighter as he drags me across the seat by my hips until my legs are hanging from the door, his body between them.

“Don’t open them yet, just listen,” he tells me as he grips my hands. “All your life you had what others gave you, did what others told you, and then you came here, and every move you made was for someone else. Never you.”

His forehead falls to mine, and I soak in the feeling, lacing my fingers with his. “Cap...”

“Today, I want you to look around and find what you love. What speaks to you, and I want you to have it.”

My mind begins to race as I try to imagine where we are and what exactly he’s talking about, and then he helps me step from the truck, the door softly closing behind me as he places himself at my back.

His lips find my ear, and at first, he teases, blowing hot air only to kiss me on the skin just beneath.

His airy chuckle tells me my soft moan and involuntary shiver is what he was after. “My baby, always needy.”

“You make me this way,” I rasp, my head falling to his shoulder.

“I’ll keep you this way.”

“Promise?”

“Open your eyes, Beauty.”

I don’t hesitate and as they fly open, I freeze.

And then the slightest bit of wind blows toward us, and with it an array of scents I couldn’t pinpoint if I tried.

Row after row after row, tower after tower... flowers as far as I can see.

Every shape, color, and kind and more.

Large greenhouses sit on each side, holding who knows what inside.

People walk all over, wheelbarrows in tow, picking the perfect florae.

Picking what speaks to them.

I swallow, and he spins me in his arms, his knuckles sliding under my chin to lift my eyes to his. “Purple was given to you, it’s been good to you, but if you got to choose, what color would you pick?”

My mouth opens, but nothing comes out, so I shake my head.

His smile is soft, as are his lips when they brush along mine. “Come on, baby. Let’s go find you.”

I nod, turning in his arms to find Raven, Maddoc, Royce, and Zoey now standing a few feet ahead of us, a wheelbarrow for us at their feet.

“Ready?” Raven grins, her belly almost full-grown now.

I nod, grab Captain’s hand and off we go.We needed more than a wheelbarrow.