“Right after her father died, Maria’s fiancé dumped her and she attempted to commit suicide.” Brandon looked at me with concern in his eyes “Matt came to me and asked me if I would become engaged to her as a way to help her mentally, and I agreed.” He sighed. “It was stupid of me. I don’t know what I was thinking. We should have just gotten her a therapist. But I figured, what could it hurt? It seemed to make her happy to be in a fake engagement and she didn’t demand anything of me.”
“So you didn’t sleep with her?” I asked slowly, and he nodded.
“I told you I didn’t sleep with her.” He spoke angrily “I don’t love her and we have never had sex. She’s not the love of my life.”
“So she’s not Harry’s mother?”
“No.” Brandon shook his head and stared at me. I wanted to ask him who was then. Who was the lady he had a kid with? But I was scared and jealous. I didn’t want to think about him having a baby with someone else.
“So you don’t love Maria?”
“No.” He shook his head. “I’ve never loved her.”
“I see.” My stomach flipped at his words. Did that mean that I had a shot? Or was I fooling myself? If he found out what I’d done, would he still be interested in seeing me? “So you paid Matt to give you information about me after I started working for you?”
“Something like that.” His eyes glazed over. “That’s enough talking for now.”
“But I wanted to know—” I started, but he placed his finger in my mouth.
“Shhh.” He grinned as I sucked on it slowly. He pulled the sheets down and pulled me up toward him before pulling his finger out of my mouth. “Come here,” he growled as he tore off my t-shirt off and saw that I wasn’t wearing a bra or panties. “You make me so hard, Katie.”
I laughed at the expression on his face, which seemed to make him happy because he covered me with kisses as he laid down on the bed next to me. He lifted me up gently and placed me on his chest, and I quickly went to undo his belt buckle.
“No.” He shook his head as his fingers pushed my ass so that my whole body was closer and closer to his face. “My clothes stay on.”
“But,” I protested, suddenly feeling self-conscious. I was sitting high on his chest now, my legs spread-eagled on both sides of him. I could feel his breath on my pu**y and every part of me was tingling in sweet anticipation.
“No buts.” He grinned and then lifted my ass up slightly. I shifted forward onto my knees and hovered over his mouth before looking down to make sure I wasn’t smothering him. His eyes sparkled at me before his arms pulled my thighs down roughly and I was sitting directly on his face. My eyes widened for two seconds and then I gripped the headboard as his tongue slowly licked my pu**y lips. My body buckled slightly as I felt him sucking on my clit while his stubble gently tickled me. My body started trembling and I moved back and forth on him gently, loving the feel of him against me. I felt his tongue lapping up my wetness before slowly entering me. In that moment his tongue felt just as magnificent as his cock, and I closed my eyes, delighting in the waves of pleasure as they crashed over me. His hands gripped my ass and he slowly moved me back and forth on his face as his mouth devoured me. I screamed as I felt an orgasm overtaking my body. I shuddered on top of him as I came, but Brandon didn’t stop licking and teasing me. Instead he increased the motion of his tongue and I moved my hips more urgently on his face as I felt a second orgasm building up.
“Oh, Brandon!” I screamed as I rode his face, forgetting to be gentle. My second orgasm built up even higher, and as the waves of pleasure tore through my body, I almost forgot who I was. I rolled onto the bed next to him and closed my eyes, trying not to move as I lay there feeling satiated and spent.
“Until tonight, my love.” Brandon jumped off of the bed and kissed me lightly on the cheeks. “I’ll see you tonight.” He walked out of my room with a confident swagger and I groaned into my pillow. I had no idea what he had planned, but I knew that I was in for one hell of a night.
I smiled to myself as I thought about Brandon and what he had said about Maria and Matt. Maybe I was going to be luckier than I thought. Maybe I was actually in it for a lot longer than one night. I sighed as I thought about everything I had left to tell him. I would tell him all my secrets at the end of the night. And then he could make up his mind once and for all. We were either going to make it work or we weren't. But I couldn’t keep going on like this. I would drive myself crazy. I couldn’t allow my body and my brain to keep fighting like this. One of them had to win out.
***
“You look hot.” Meg attempted a whistle as I exited my bedroom to wait for Brandon.
“So do you.” I blinked at her. “Where are you off to?”
“I got a call from the private club.” She smiled. “They want me to come in for an interview. The owner is back from some business trip or something.”
“Uhm, that doesn’t explain the sexy outfit,” I laughed.
“I figured men will buy more alcohol from sexy girls.” She grinned at me. “I want to show them I can be sexy.”
“You're going to go to work like that?”
“No,” she giggled. “But they don’t need to know that. I’m going to go to the interview like this, and if I get the job, I’ll dress regularly. What are they going to say? ‘Hey, you bait-and-switched us at the interview’?”
“I guess.” I laughed. “You're the lawyer, you know better than me.”
“Haha, well, you’re the sex queen.” Meg’s eyes laughed at me. “I need to get some makeup tips from you. You look hot.”
“Well, you know. We’re not in college anymore.” I grinned and paused as we heard a knock on the door.
“How does he get up here without us buzzing him in?” Meg looked at me in confusion.
“He owns the building.” I made a face.
“And that explains how we got into this building.” Meg laughed and shook her head. “I always wondered how we got approved.”
“Oh, wow. I never even thought about that.” I stared at her, my mind buzzing.
Bang, bang.
“I can hear you girls talking. Don’t make me open the door myself.” Brandon’s voice carried through the door and I walked to open it slowly.