Fake Dating My Ex's Hockey Star Brother (Maya Scott) novel Chapter 257

KATY’S POV

I draw in a slow breath, my eyes drifting back to the strip on the table. My heart is racing, which is almost ridiculous at this point because I’m past the stage of being scared. This concept already won Blackrock’s approval last semester and tonight is just the final submission. My fate’s basically sealed… but my nerves just haven’t caught up yet.

“Seriously, just do it,” Allie snaps right by my ear, making me flinch. I rub at it, shooting her a glare but she glares back. “What? Like anyone else is going to win?”

“I don’t know… there’s room for anyone to win,” I say, my finger hovering over the touchpad.

Braydon nudges Allie aside and steps in behind me, his hands settling loosely around my neck as he leans down, his breath warm against my ear. “Come on, Peach. Let’s do it.”

I nod, letting out a slow exhale before finally clicking submit. All the months of working hard and basically developing a new product has been narrowed down to this very moment. I feel light, like a weight has been lifted off my shoulder.

“There. You did it,” Justin mutters around a mouthful of noodles. “Now, Coops, let’s watch the

game.”

Braydon, who’d been kissing along my neck, pulls back and glances at him.

“Let’s watch the game later.” He hooks his hands under me and lifts me out of the chair. “Got something to take care of first.”

Justin groans, shooting us an annoyed look while Allie drops down beside him.

“Let’s go,” I whisper, already blushing as Braydon carries me down the hallway. He kicks the door shut behind us, and the sound echoes softly.

His lips are on my neck again as his fingers slide into my hair, tugging just enough to tilt my head back and shivers run down my spine.

“Is it okay that I want you right now?” he asks.

“Perfectly okay.” I look toward the rumpled sheets. “Bed?”

“Bed.”

He carries me the few steps to the bed and lays me down gently, but his eyes burn with need. Before I can say another word, he leans in, and captures my mouth in a deep kiss. His tongue slides against mine, his hands roaming over my body, and pulling me closer.

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When we finally break apart, both of us are breathing hard, and he straightens up slightly, towering over me. His gaze drags slowly down my body, which I’m also doing at the same time.

“God, you’re so fucking hot,” I breathe, drinking him in. “I can’t believe you’re all mine.”

He smirks, then slowly braces his hands on either side of my head, leaning close again. “I’m so proud of you, Peach. All the hard work you’ve been putting in… I know you’re going to win that Black Rock grant. You’ve earned it.”

My chest tightens with warmth at his words. “Really?”

“When you win,” he continues, his voice dropping even lower, “I’m going to give you a very special

gift.”

Excitement rushes through me. “What kind of gift?”

Instead of answering with words, he takes my hand in his, guiding it slowly down his body. My fingers trail over the hard ridges of his stomach until he wraps them around the thick length of his

C**k.

He groans softly as my fingers close around him. “This, Peach. This is what I’m going to give you.”

I smack his chest playfully. “I don’t want it,” I tease, biting my lip to hide my grin.

He raises an eyebrow, his smirk still in place. “Too bad. This is what I have to offer.”

I open my mouth to say something but he leans down and kisses me again, stealing every word from my lips. His tongue strokes against mine, while one hand slides up my thigh, spreading me open beneath him.

Just as I reach out to run my fingers through his hair, he pulls back. He straightens up and quickly sheds the rest of his clothes, letting them drop to the floor.

“Come here,” he says and then takes my hand again and guides it back to his c**k, wrapping my fingers firmly around him. “Touch me, Peach. Stroke me just like that… yeah, fuck, just like that.”

I squeeze gently at first, then start moving my hand up and down his length, feeling him throb and twitch under my touch. He lets out a low groan, his hips pushing forward into my fist as I work him, his muscles tensing with every glide of my palm over the slick head and back down to the base.

Precum beads at the tip, making my strokes smoother, wetter, and I twist my wrist just the way I

know he likes.

Suddenly, he grabs my wrist, stopping me mid–stroke. With a groan, he pushes me back flat against the bed, seizing both of my hands in one of his large palms and pinning them firmly above my head. I’m completely at his mercy now, stretched out beneath his body, my heart hammering

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with anticipation.

His free hand hooks into the waistband of my panties and yanks them down my legs, tossing them aside. Cool air hits my already soaked p***y, making me shiver and he looks down at me, his eyes

blazing.

“How do you want it, Peach?” he whispers, nibbling gently on my ear.

“Hard,” I breathe, barely recognizing my own voice.

He tilts his head, a sexy little smile curving his lips. Then he grabs my thigh, yanking it up and closer to his hip, spreading me wide open for him. Without another word, he lines up the thick head of his c**k against my clit and thrusts into me harshly in one stroke.

Oh God.

I cry out, my back arching as he fills me completely, bottoming out deep inside me. I know I asked for it, but damn… I almost couldn’t take it. The sudden fullness burns so good, bordering on too much, my walls clenching tight around his thick length as I struggle to adjust.

He doesn’t give me time to breathe. He pulls back almost all the way and slams into me again, his eyes fluttering close for a second.

When he opens them, he stares down at me and thrusts deep again, setting a punishing pace just like I asked for.

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