“What?” His eyes narrowed and he ran his hand through his hair before rubbing his chin. “Where are you going?”
“Back to my hotel room.” I gave him a wide smile and then bent down to kiss him one last time. As I pulled away, I let my br**sts rub against his arm and I pulled away quickly as his hand went to grasp my left breast.
“You can’t go now.” He groaned. “You’re drunk. It’s not safe.”
“I’m not 18 anymore, Brandon. I can handle my wine.” I laughed and pulled on my dress. “I think I’ll be fine getting home by myself.”
“No.” He jumped up and walked over to me. “I’m not going to let you leave.”
“I don’t think you get it, Brandon.” I pulled on my shoes. “I’m not a damsel in distress, and I don’t need you. Thanks for the f**k, though. You taught me some new tricks.” I smiled at him as I grabbed my handbag. “I think Matt will appreciate all the skills you’ve taught me when we finally get to make love.”
His face turned murderous at my words and I walked past him quickly, hoping to get out of his apartment with the last word. I felt high as I hurried to the door. I had done it. I had f**ked him and now I was leaving him without a clue as to what was going on. I had taken what I wanted and now I was the one in control. I’d showed him that he meant as little to me as I meant to him. My hand reached for the front door knob and I grinned to myself in excitement, this was match point and I was about to win. I had done it. A second later, I felt his hands on my shoulders.
“What are you doing?” I gasped as he pushed me against the door and moved in against me. He raised his arms above my shoulders and leaned against me, pressing me into the door, his body acting like a trap.
“I just told you, Katie. I’m not going to let you leave.” His eyes glittered down at me and his hand slipped up my thigh through the slit in my dress. His fingers pushed their way in-between my legs and worked their way into my wetness, rubbing against my clit before slowly entering me. My body betrayed me by buckling at his touch and my legs moved apart involuntarily as he f**ked me with his fingers. “And I don’t think you want to leave right now, do you?” He whispered against my whimpering lips and I closed my eyes as my sudden and swift climax answered him. And once again he was in control.
***
“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Brandon’s smiling face was staring down at me as I woke up. I stretched in the bed and yawned.
“It’s too dark out to be morning.” I groaned and closed my eyes again.
“It’s not too early for morning sex though.” His hand crept up from my stomach to my right breast and I moaned as he pinched my nipple.
“Brandon.” I rolled over towards him. “Not right now.”
“I guess I’ll give you a break.” He laughed and pulled me towards him. “I guess we did wear ourselves out last night.”
“Yeah.” I smiled back at him and kissed him softly before freezing. This wasn’t a dream. This was real life. I was in bed with Brandon still. Flashbacks of the night before came back to me, me trying to leave, him stopping me and fingering me to one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had. Going back to bed and making love again before us falling asleep.
“I’m glad you decided to stay last night.” His eyes glinted into mine.
“I didn’t have much of a choice, did I?” I pulled away from him.
“You always have a choice.”
“I wanted to leave last night.”
“To go home and call Matt?” His eyes narrowed. “Were you going to tell him how you f**ked me again, but it was all good because you were going to let him f**k you next, like some sort of sloppy seconds?”
“How dare you?” I slapped his face hard and then clapped my hand to my mouth in shock as I stared at the bright red fingerprints across his face. “Oh my God, I’m sorry.”
“No. I deserved it.” He lay back and sighed. “I should apologize.”
“No, it’s fine.” I shook my head and lay back as well. “It was my bad. I wanted to get a rise out of you last night. I guess I was trying to play a game and it didn’t go the way I planned.”
“So you didn’t really want to go?”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged and looked away.
“Maria and I have never had sex,” Brandon blurted out, and he turned towards me with intense eyes.
“What?” I turned back towards him.
“We’ve never had sex.” He laughed. “I know that’s hard to believe.”
“But you’re engaged?” I stared at him confused. “I don’t get it.”
“I did it to help her.” He shrugged. “I can’t really talk about it.”
“Do you love her?” I whispered, yelling at myself for asking the question that plagued my heart.
“I don’t love her.” He shook his head.
“Oh.” I stared at him with wide eyes. Where did this leave us? Was it possible that we had a future?
“I’ve missed you, Katie.” He leaned in toward me, and his fingers ran through my hair and down my face.
“I’ve missed you as well.” I reached over and ran my fingers along his lips. “I’ve thought about your face for so long. I can’t believe I’m here with you right now.”
“I need to have you again. I need to feel myself in you.” He grabbed me and pulled me towards him. “Let me love you, Katie.”
I nodded and he pulled me up onto my knees before getting behind me.
“I remember that you always used to love doggy-style.” He laughed as he positioned his already hard c**k next to my dripping opening. “I can go so deep from behind. It almost feels like we are becoming one.”
“I know.” I groaned as he entered me. “Oh, Brandon. Don’t stop.” I groaned as he slid in and out of me slowly. “Please go faster.”
“Do you trust me, Katie?” His hands gripped my hips as he increased his pace slightly.
“Yes.” I moaned and closed my eyes as I fell forward slowly.
“Let me take you in a way I’ve never taken you before.” He grunted and I cried out as he withdrew his c**k from me.
“What are you doing?” I moaned, wanting to feel him inside of me.
“I took one of your cherries, let me take the other one too.”