5. Chapter Five
Chapter Five
Brody
I pull back from the kiss, getting a hold of myself, my heart racing and my mind in chaos.
“Tasha, I…” I begin to apologize, but the words tumble out awkwardly.
Before I can even finish, she jumps up toward me again, standing on her tip-toes so she can kiss me back.
That second kiss ignites something primal inside me, and from the look in her eyes as she pulls away, I can tell she wants this as much as I do.
I can’t resist any longer, not now that I know she wants it, too.
I pull her against me, my hands gliding along the curves of her hips and ass. She feels so small, so soft and warm, like the flame of a candle brought to life in the shape of one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever set eyes on.
I’m overwhelmed by the sensation of her body pressing against mine. The feeling of her breasts snug against me as we kiss makes me want to bend her over my truck right here, right now.
It’s been a long time since I felt this kind of connection with anyone, body and mind, and I’m both exhilarated and terrified.
Still, I’m not going to let whatever this is pass me by.
“Would you like to come back to my place?” I ask, our foreheads touching. I’m taking in the scent of her as we rock back and forth a little. My voice is low, laced with a mix of vulnerability and desire, and I can feel her hesitation lingering in the air.
When she nods, her eyes sparkling with excitement, I can’t help the smile that breaks across my face.
“Yeah,” she says, her voice airy and light, and the sound sends another wave of heat rushing through me. I take her hand, and we walk back to the truck, anticipation buzzing between us.
As we drive to my place, the tension is electric. Tasha bites her lip, a soft laugh escaping her, and I can see the excitement dancing in her eyes.
I can’t help but let my hand slide between her legs, feeling the warmth radiating off her skin.
“Wow, this is quite the adventure,” she teases, her voice light but filled with a hint of nerves. I take in the sight of her cheeks, which are pink both from the drink and the kiss. I chuckle, feeling my pulse quicken with each glance in her direction.
“Just wait,” I say, unable to hide my grin. “It gets better.”
Turning the radio down, I let the silence wrap around us, punctuated only by the sound of the engine and our breathing. Her hand finds my thigh, resting there tentatively at first, but soon it’s stroking, her fingers brushing against me with a growing confidence that sends my mind spiraling.
Her voice is a soft whisper as she leans in closer. “You’re not at all what I had expected,” she says.
“Is that a good thing or…?” I reply, stealing a glance at her, and my heart races at the way she’s looking at me. Her eyes are filled with curiosity mixed with desire.
“Definitely a good thing. I like surprises,” she answers, her eyes glimmering in the twilight. The air between us thickens with lust and excitement, and with every passing moment, I can feel the chemistry growing.
I navigate the road with one hand, the other lingering over her thigh, savoring the warmth of her, knowing that whatever happens next will change everything.
I pull into my driveway, pushing the car into park, and it only takes one look at her before we’re wrapped up in each other again, our lips locked over in a passionate kiss. Our hands are everywhere, trying to find skin to touch and enjoy.
“Quick, let’s go inside.”
We manage to slide past Dana, my housekeeper, though I doubt she would’ve made a fuss. I bee-line it to my bedroom, her small hand tucked into mine. I’m so nervous I feel like it’s the first night I’ve ever been with a girl—like I’m a kid on his first date.
I take her into my arms, shutting the door behind me before flinging her on the bed. I pull the zipper of my Carhartt coat down, tossing it on the chair in the corner before peeling off my flannel. She squeals as I jump on the bed, planting myself on top of her and taking her lips into my own.
A sly smile comes over Tasha’s face as she thrusts herself up and onto her knees. She presses me up and gestures for me to get off the bed.
Confused, I do as she says. I stand before her as she rips my pants off of my body and takes me into her mouth. A gasp leaves my lips as I feel hers around my cock. The warmth and moisture of her mouth sends pangs of pleasure through my entire body, and I waver a little as I stand over her.
Her delicate hands wrap around my dick as she takes all of me into her mouth. My knees buckle, my hands sweeping through the thick locks of her hair as I felt my hips slowly start to gyrate toward her.
Tasha’s hands fall to my hip bones as she gently rocks me back and forth, showing me the rhythm that she wants me to use. I can only stand a few more thrusts before I pull myself from her, lifting her to her feet.
“You’re going to make me finish before we’ve even started,” I purr, bending her back over the bed. I take in the gorgeous view of her long, toned legs, splitting apart to reveal to me her most sensitive and secret of places.
I can’t help myself. I bury my face deep into her pussy. I hear her cry out in ecstasy as I eat her from behind, my hands reaching for her hips and pulling her straight back to my face.
I dip two fingers into her welcoming heat, and she keens a little. “Oh my God,” she murmurs, her fingers gripping the bedspread. “That’s amazing.”
Gliding against her soft skin, I feel the wetness of her folds drip along my fingers as they circle her clit. Slowly, I begin to make small, circular motions against the sensitive little bud of flesh. She gasps as I quicken my pace, her hips jamming against me. I can tell she’s trying to push my fingers inside of her.
“Please,” she whispers. “I want you inside of me.”
“There’s no rush,” I say to her, continuing my efforts to please her.
I suck her clit into my mouth, and she gasps, arching her back. I can feel a fine tremor in her thighs, and I step back before guiding her to flip around and lay back on the bed.
She opens her arms to me, inviting me to come to her. I smile as I climb onto the bed, but I don’t fall into her arms. Instead, I lick her pussy over and over again, suckling on her clit at the top of each pass.
Her eyes roll into the back of her head and she shudders beneath my hands. I press her more firmly onto the mattress, increasing the tempo of my efforts.
“Brody!” she gasps, her knees closing against me, but I pry them wide open. I ravage her with my lips and tongue, licking and sucking every millimeter of her.
“Come for me, baby,” I whisper to her, and as if I can command her orgasm, she shatters, crying my name over and over as she shakes and trembles.
“Good girl,” I tell her, rising over her. I look down at her beautiful face, taking in her flushed cheeks and her glade-green eyes. She’s too beautiful for me, too young, and I feel a pang of worry.
“Tasha,” I say to her, “are you sure that you…”
She silences me by pressing a finger to my lips and canting her hips up, nudging her wetness against my raging erection.
“Fuck me, Brody,” she pleads. “Please.”
Her legs splay apart even more, and my hands fall to her inner thighs as I push myself inside of her. She’s so tight that I almost come just from pressing into her the first time, but I hold back, panting.
Her delicious, perky breasts are skimming my chest as I start to move, and I love the little ripples of pleasure I can feel fanning out from her pussy as she rises to meet each of my thrusts.
I can’t remember sex ever feeling like this. It’s like I’m dying and being reborn, like the pleasure is both too much and not enough all at once.
I start moving faster, spurred on by the increasing tempo of her cries and the pressure of her hips against mine.
She lifts up to capture my lips in an open-mouthed kiss, and our tongues tangle together as I thrust harder and harder within her, chasing my release.
“God, you’re so big and perfect,” she murmurs to me between nipping kisses.
Her words are my undoing, and I shout as I spill inside of her, shaking and trembling, just barely able to hold myself up off her beautiful body.
As I start to cum, she follows me over the edge, uttering a long, loud cry, her body arching off the bed so hard that her breasts press flat against me. I can feel the racing of her heart and hear her shaky, short breathing as the pleasure has its way with her.
I roll to the side, taking her with me, cradling her head on my bicep as we catch our breath together.
My dick is still inside her, and I feel it already stirring again. I can’t remember the last time I was able to go two rounds in such a short timeframe, and I wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t want to do so tonight.
“Already?” she giggles, clenching her inner muscles a little. My dick leaps to life eagerly.
“Apparently,” I say to her.
“Here,” she says, pulling away from me and turning her back toward my front. “I like it like this.”
“Happy to oblige,” I tell her, pressing a kiss to the juncture of her neck and her shoulder.
She lifts her leg, hooking it back over my hip, and I nudge my cock up into place, just dipping between the lips of her pussy. She presses back toward me, and I slowly slide into her.
“Oh God, oh God,” she gasps as I fill her completely. I reach around and grab one of her breasts, squeezing it as I start pumping within her again.
She’s even tighter from this angle if that’s even possible. Her cute little ass is snuggled against my thighs. I slide my hand away from her breast down her lean, toned belly, to grip her hip and hold her in place as I start to press into her more urgently.
“Fuck me harder,” she pleads, lifting her leg higher.
I oblige, pressing her down onto my cock as I give in to the devil in my mind telling me to lose myself in her, to think just of me and not of her.
Thankfully, this seems to be exactly what she wants, and her cries of pleasure get louder as I ram into her welcoming heat over and over again.
“Come for me again, baby,” I say to her, letting go of her hip and stroking her clit gently.
“I’m…Oh God, Brody…I’m going to come!” she gasps moments before her orgasm washes over her.
I feel the heat of her release flood over my dick, and I hold her steady as she snaps and shakes with the force of sheer pleasure. I allow myself two more hard thrusts into her sweet little pussy before I surrender to the ecstasy threatening to sweep me away yet again.
“We made a mess of your bed,” she pants with a little laugh, leaning back against me.
“All my fault,” I tell her. “Besides, that’s what it’s for.”
“Oh?” she teases me, twisting around in my arms to kiss me. “I thought it was for sleeping.”
“That too,” I say. “Come on, let’s shower and get some sleep. Six o’clock comes earlier than you think.”
I reluctantly pull out of her, and offer her a hand to get out of bed.
I don’t know what the repercussions of tonight will be, and at the moment, I don’t really care.
All I know is that I have just enjoyed the best sex of my life with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever invited into my bed. The world feels pretty great, and I don’t want to think about anything else but the little bubble of happiness that I’m floating in.