“Ha! Like that’s a bad thing!” I laughed. He moved towards the bed, but I held up my hand. “Wait! I want you to do that thing you did the first night.”
“You’ll have to be more specific,” he chuckled.
“Fingerbang me into oblivion, Brando.”
“With pleasure,” he answered. He quickly stripped out of his clothes and joined me on the bed.
I lay back and spread my legs to give him access. Maintaining eye contact, he leaned down to inhale my scent. “I’ve been craving this sweet pussy all damn night, Lexi.”
“Mmmm. I’ve been thinking about this all day, too. Please don’t make me wait another minute.” My pussy ached for him. His proximity was almost unbearable, and I needed him to touch me.
Too gently, he swiped his tongue through my wetness, and I swear he actually growled.Damn, that was sexy as hell.
“More, please, Brandon,” I begged, because I knew how much he liked it when I did.
He rewarded me with more pressure and speed. He pushed two fingers into my dripping pussy, almost sending me over the edge. He knew every button to push to get me off, but he also knew when I was getting close and, annoyingly, would usually back off before I’d orgasm.Hopefully, he’d let me come quickly this time.My pussy clenched around his thick fingers. I was so close.
With his fingers working my insides roughly, he took my clit into his mouth, sucking it gently and then biting down on it with just the right amount of pressure to send me careening over the edge. I shouted as a fierce orgasm enveloped me. My whole body convulsed, and I reached down to hold Brandon’s head in place, desperate to ride this one out.
After my soul returned to my body, I released Brandon’s head. He sat back on his heels with a devilish grin. “You liked that?” He leaned over and retrieved a condom from the bedside table.
“You know I did. Don’t go getting cocky,” I tutted.
“Speaking of cocky,” he said as he stroked his cock, rolling the condom over himself.
A giggle escaped me. “You’re ridiculous. Now get that anaconda over here and defile me.”
That did it.He laughed out loud before tackling me.Without warning, he was gliding inside me. I didn’t think I’d ever get used to his size, but luckily, my pussy was a slip ’n slide and he slid right in.
With one hand on my hip and the other propping him up on the bed, he pounded into me. “Is this what you wanted, Sweetheart?”
“Yes! Fuck yes, Brandon.” I shouted as another orgasm crept up on me. His hand on my hip moved to roughly pinch my nipple, sending me over the edge.
“Fuck, when you come, your pussy squeezes me so hard, Lexi. You feel so good.” He fucked me through that orgasm and then another, before flipping me onto my stomach and entering me again from behind.
He pulled my hips up and fucked me within an inch of my life. The feel of him stretching me with every thrust had me on the edge again, and as I tipped over into another orgasm, Brandon followed me with his own. He stayed firmly seated inside of me for a few moments until we’d both come down. He leaned over me and whispered into my neck, “I’ll be right back.” Then jumped out of bed and trotted into the ensuite.
I could keep my head in the game while we were fucking, but afterwards, my mind raced again.Who did I think I was? There was no way things would last with Brandon. He wouldn’t let this be just sex forever, and I didn’t know if I could let it be more.I felt the overwhelming urge to run out of there, but was determined to stay—to actually try with him.
He walked back into the bedroom, grinning. “Oh, you’restill here?” I knew he was joking, but it didn’t land as intended, because after just talking myself into giving this a go, I now felt like I’d made a huge mistake.
I moved to get up. “I can leave,” I huffed.
He was on me immediately—his body covering mine, making it impossible for me to move. “No. Please, Lexi, stay. It was a bad joke. Shit. I’m sorry.”
“Joke or not, that’s what I do, right?” I avoided his eyes. “I run away. I mean, why would I want to stick around? You’ll tire of this soon enough. Tire of me.”
“Hey, look at me.” He placed one hand on my cheek, turning my head so I met his gaze. “I know this is hard for you to hear, but you are worth so much more than you give yourself credit for. You deserve to feel special and cared for, and I’m not going anywhere.”
“See, that’s exactly what makes me want to run. You’re too perfect, you make me feel seen like no one ever has, and that scares the shit out of me. If I let you in, I don’t think I’d survive losing you. I’m fucked up, Brandon. Something is seriously wrong with me. Why else would I push everyone away?”
“There is nothing wrong with you, Lexi. I think you’ve been let down in the past, and it’s making you hesitant to let someone else in.”
“My dad left us when I was a kid,” I said barely above a whisper. “If my dad didn’t give a shit, why would anyone else?” I couldn’t believe I was opening up to him.
“I care about you, but I’m not going to pressure you into anything, okay? Let’s just take things as they come, keepthings casual. If you want more, we’ll go at your pace, and if not, I will respect that.”
“Okay, I’ll try.”
