15. Astrid
fifteen
Astrid
A Few Minutes Later
O h, boy. I’m worried about him.
Brennan reminds me of a mad scientist wholly out of his element. The man is richer and more influential than his rockstar brother by a mile, but he doesn’t act like it. Or live like it.
I’m beginning to think he doesn’t even realize it.
At the rate he’s going, he’ll have a stroke by the time he’s forty.
So, I have two competing objectives this week. I’m going to keep his heart rate up by fucking him senseless as much as humanly possible. I’m also forcing him to relax and get some sleep.
“Is this where we’re staying?” My eyes light up when he pulls into the driveway of The Parker. “You’ve outdone yourself, B.”
Brennan stops at the valet and tosses the attendant the keys. The mid-century hotel is pure retro-vibes and opulence, with fifty-foot palm trees towering overhead and peeps of the mountains beyond. He opens the door for me and holds out his hand. “It’s the fanciest hotel in Palm Springs and it’s also very private.”
We step inside the lobby filled with vintage furniture and modern touches making it feel cozy yet luxurious. This place is perfect. I’m beyond excited to spend focused time with Brennan in this oasis. We head up to our room, stopping to make out every so often. Finally, we arrive at our suite and it’s everything I could have imagined. Warm desert tones, plush furniture, and a balcony overlooking the gardens and pool.
“It’s perfect.” I motion for Brennan to join me on the balcony.
He follows me out and we take in the view of the winding paths we walked on lined with lush greenery and vibrant flowers. The soft glow of fairy lights flickers by the pool area, creating a warm, romantic glow over the property. The cool, evening breeze catches my hair and I feel like I’m in heaven.
“You know, I’ve been thinking about this trip for weeks.” I lean back against him. “I’m regretting how long it’s taken to get this organized.”
He wraps his arms around my shoulders. “Yeah?”
“ Yeah .” I grip his wrists. “I missed you.”
Brennan squeezes me and kisses the back of my head. “I’ve missed you too, A. More than anything. Video chats aren’t enough.”
“So…what now?” I look up at him, hoping he can read my mind. All of the nonsense I spewed at him the night we had dinner at his parents—ridiculous. I want us to be an official couple. I hope he still wants the same thing.
His hands skim down to my breasts. He cups them and strums my nipples with his thumbs. “I’m going to enjoy the fuck out of this week. You and me. Naked. No distractions.”
“Yes.” I gasp when he sucks my ear between his lips. “Sounds perfect.”
He slowly turns me toward him, pushes my hair over my shoulder and kisses the side of my neck. “I want to be inside you.”
“Where you belong.” I slip out of my tank top and toss it on the lounger, undo my pants and step out of them.
“Holy mother of God, you’re perfection,” he hisses as he scans me from head to toe.
I’m not, but I’ll take it.
Brennan’s fingertips trace the wispy straps of my white lace bra and skate down to the elastic of the matching panties. His touch ignites me— my entire body is heated. More so when his lips graze my shoulder, back up my neck to my ear.
Sliding my palms up his torso, on either side of the buttons of his white shirt, I take my time undoing them one by one. Push it down his arms and it falls to the floor. For all his insecurities about his weight, Brennan looks amazing. Sure, his body’s a little softer, but he’s so fucking handsome. A little extra fluff doesn’t matter to me. At all.
I’m going to show, not tell him, though. Words won’t have the same impact as my lips kissing every inch of his body.
I dip my fingertip into the waist of his pants above the zipper where the tip of his cock peeps out. Brennan groans as he watches me. “Ah, fuck—”
“You make me crazy too.” I lean and kiss his chest above his heart, swiping the tip of my tongue on his flat, brown nipple. “You’ve kept me crazy for too long.”
“ Too long,” he repeats, raising a brow before lifting me into his arms and carrying me into the room. “Let’s get one thing clear, though. I’m not into giving the other guests a show, I want you all to myself.”
He lays me back on the mattress, which is firm yet plush. The cool, high-thread-count sheets feel like silk against my skin. “Oh my God, we’re never leaving this room.” I waggle my fingers for him to join me.
Like clockwork, Brennan’s phone starts buzzing. He glances over to the table where it’s plugged in and I take his face in my hands. “No. You are not thinking about work when you’re about to fuck me. You’re not a stupid man.”
“You’re right, it’s habit.” Brennan kisses my shoulder, dragging the tip of his tongue up my neck and jaw. He turns my face to meet his and presses his lips to mine. “I’m going to take my time and taste every inch of your body.” He tugs on my earlobe with his teeth. “You’ll be so wet and ready for me, I’m going to fuck you so hard you see stars.”
Oh. My. God. Yesssss .
“I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’ve been wet since the second I boarded the plane in Seattle and started daydreaming about this moment.” I reach for his belt.
“Good.” He grips my hands and presses them to the mattress. “Now, don’t get any ideas about taking over. It’s my turn. I’m going to lick you until you beg for my cock.”
“I don’t beg for anything ,” I sass, gasping when he releases one of my hands and cups my breast, pinching my nipple hard.
God, I’m in for the best kind of trouble. All these months of intermittent video sex have primed both of our pumps, so to speak.
Brennan’s lips meander down to my chest, leaving a wet trail. He tugs the cups of my bra to the sides and teases both nipples into tight bullets with his lips as he grips the sides of my panties and rips them off.
“More.” I writhe under him. “Give me everything .”
Brennan releases my other hand and flips me over onto my belly and continues his tongue exploration on the backs of my legs, alternating wet kisses and little nips behind my knees and inner thighs.
I nearly lose my mind when he grips my ass with both hands and spreads my butt apart and buries his face down there. Instinctively, I want to move away until he starts lapping my core from my clit, through my folds to my anus and back again. Over and over until I’m shuddering.
He moves away and bites one ass cheek then the other. “You taste like candy.” He nibbles up my spine to my neck, sucks my earlobe between his lips. “I want to fuck you. Spank you. Pamper you. Fuck you again.”
Jesus, I love how commanding he is in the bedroom. He can’t dirty talk and expect me not to want more of this. “So, do it.”
“If you want my cock, ask for it.” He dips a finger into my soaking channel and wiggles it.
I shrug, unable to move much from this angle, but my nipples are so tight, the friction from the sheets sends extra zings to where he’s stroking me. I’m a tight ball of lust, but I won’t beg him. Not if I can help it. “I don’t.”
“I think you do.” He bites my earlobe again before kissing his way back down and adding another finger inside me. “And, I think you like it when I tell you what to do.”
I moan in agreement and instinctively tip my ass up to give him access. His fingers continue to expertly rub against my G-spot and he strokes through my folds with the digits of his other hand. “Your pussy lips are so pink and puffy.” He licks me. “And, oh look. Your clit is making an appearance.” He sucks it between his lips.
“Ohmygod!” I shamelessly press my ass against his face, hoping he’ll send me over the edge.
But no, he moves away, keeping his fingers working inside me. “You’re so tight.”
“And sooooo horny,” I whimper, moving my hips in circles. I need him to go harder. Faster…
Suddenly he pulls out his fingers and I’m on my back again. Brennan kneels between my legs, staring at my flushed skin. At some point, he shed his pants and his monster cock bounces against his belly. I want it in me. Now. I let my thighs fall wider apart, but instead of giving in, he kisses back down my belly and sucks my clit between his lips, nibbling on it enough to make me see stars.
It’s so incredible, I nearly launch myself off the bed. Brennan cups both breasts in his hands to hold me down as he continues to lick and suck me until I’m in serious danger of losing my mind. He pinches my nipples hard as he drags his tongue through my lips back up to my clit. Over and over as waves of pleasure radiate from every pore.
But I need something else, and—fuck it—pride has no place in the bedroom.
“ Fine ! I want your cock. I want it. Fuck me, B,” I beg, mindless with desire. “ Now . I need your cock inside me.”
He chuckles. “ Hmmm . I don’t think you’re ready.”
“You’re wrong, I couldn’t be any more ready.” I clutch the duvet at my hips, holding my breath as he moves back up my body, kissing the insides of my thighs, my pussy lips, my belly, my nipples and, finally, my lips.
“I’m not sure I heard you. Did you want my cock?” he whispers.
I can smell and taste myself on him and, rather than use words, I pull his mouth back down to mine. Reaching between us, I grip him firmly and guide him to my entrance.
“Say the words.” His eyes bore into mine and I realize from his expression he needs to hear them.
Stroking him back and forth against my wetness, I try to convey how I feel about him. “I don’t want your cock, B, I need it. You’re the most important person in my life and I’d like us to be as connected as two people can be. When you’re inside me, I feel complete.”
“Ah, shit.” Brennan pauses, his hands framing my face. He’s breathing hard, not from exertion. It’s from the sheer emotion of our reunion.
He pushes in slightly, burying his tip a few inches in. Thank the Lord. “That’s it. Impale me. Do it.”
“Fuck,” he whispers. “God, A.” He watches me intently as he slides in farther, stretching me to my limit until he’s nearly balls-deep. Then he stops. “Don’t move yet.” He kisses me. “Are you okay?”
“Better than okay. Remember, you’ve been in there before, it doesn’t hurt. I feel…full.” My fingernails drag lazily up and down his sides to his ass.
Brennan tilts his head questioningly. “Yeah, but it’s been a while and I don’t want to hurt you. This feels so fucking phenomenal, once I start moving I won’t be able to stop.”
“It’s all good, I want this,” I assure him. “Unleash your inner beast if you must.”
He chuckles and pushes up on his hands, moving faster. Harder. All the while watching my face to make sure he’s not hurting me.
He’s not. I’m in heaven. My pussy clenches around him, loving the way the thick, ridge of his crown hits me just right, shooting electrical sparks down my spine with each pass.
I reach above me and push on the headboard, getting the perfect leverage to tip my hips up to meet him. Our tempo quickens. We’re sweating. Panting. Moaning. Keening. I’m clenching him so hard he winces, trying to stave off his own release before I go over again.
Resting my feet on his calves, I clench down and shift my angle so his pubic bone hits my clit. Holymotherfuckinghell . It’s like a magic button has been pressed and I explode in a wonderland of glittery pleasure. “ Ohmyyyyygoddd .”
“Fuck.” He grips my hips and pounds into me until he groans long and low, his entire body shuddering as he empties inside me.
Holding himself against the headboard, he manages to catch his breath with his cock embedded inside me. I’ve never experienced anything like this in my life.
I can deny it to myself all I want, but there’s only one thought going through my mind.
I’m in love.
With another unavailable man.