8. Brad
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I t’s been almost three weeks since I met with Nola and had our holidate. We have seen each other everyday, sleeping at either her place or mine, getting to know one another. The more time we spent together, I fell more and more in love with her. I would never tell her that, though…not yet, anyway. It was way too soon and I’d probably scare her off.
Tonight was the SV Communications Charity Gala. Nola slept over my place last night and brought everything she needed to get ready for the event.
“Are you almost ready, princess?” I called out.
She walked out from the en suite and my jaw dropped, taking my breath away. She was stunning. My eyes raked down her body, taking a mental picture of her. She was wearing a black, strapless evening gown with a high slit on the side, showing off her leg, and black, strappy high heels. She also had on diamond earrings, a small diamond pendant around her neck, and a diamond tennis bracelet. Her hair was up, showing off her slender neck and shoulders, and her makeup was simple except for a deep cherry red lipstick.
“Do I look okay?” she asked, a lopsided smile on her lips.
“Okay? You look breathtaking, baby. Absolutely stunning.” I erased the distance between us, hooking my arms around her waist. “I don’t know if I want to go anymore.”
She lifted an eyebrow, questioning me.
“All the men will be staring at you and I don’t know how I feel about that.”
She draped her arms around my neck. “You don’t need to worry about that. I’m your arm candy for the night?—”
“You’re not just arm candy,” I interrupted.
“But I’m yours tonight…and every night after,” she reassured me, then placed a gentle kiss on my lips.
I buried my face in her neck, making her giggle. I inhaled a deep breath, taking in the sweet scent of Nola, the scent I became addicted to. It was intoxicating and I wanted to be wrapped in that scent forever.
“We should go, baby. We don’t want to be late,” she told me.
I sighed, pulling back until our eyes met again. “Okay, princess. Let’s go.”
Pulling up to the valet, I put my car in park, then rounded the car, opening the passenger door and assisting Nola out. She threaded her arm through mine and we entered the Palace San Francisco Hotel, going directly to the grand ballroom where the charity gala was being held.
I watched as my male colleagues gawked at Nola, which I knew would happen. I was going to make it known to everyone that she was off-limits. Nola was gorgeous, but she was insecure and didn’t believe it. I was going to remind her every day that she was beautiful, inside and out.
As we entered the ballroom, I glanced at Nola who was looking around the room in awe. The room was adorned in the spirit of Mardi Gras with jeweled tones of rubies, sapphires, and emeralds that sparkled.
The CEO of SV Communications, AJ Santos, approached us, smiling.
“Bradley, it’s good to see you. I’m glad you can make it,” he said, extending his hand.
I shook his hand, grinning. “Of course. I wouldn’t miss this. This is Nola. Nola, this is the CEO of SV Communications, AJ Santos,” I introduced.
He turned to Nola, and she extended her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Santos,” she said.
He took her hand and shook it. “The pleasure’s mine. Glad you can attend the event.”
Nola flashed her beautiful smile, then glanced at me, our eyes locking.
“You have a good man here, Nola. Brad is hard-working, and passionate about his work and helping others,” AJ told her.
“I could tell. I don’t plan to let him go,” she said, winking at me.
My cheeks warmed up, blushing.
“Don’t forget to place your bids in the silent auction. It’s being held just outside of the room in the foyer. All proceeds go to a few charities in the Bay Area,” AJ encouraged.
“We’ll check it out. Even if I don’t win anything from the auction, I’ll donate some money for all the causes,” I said.
“Thank you, Brad. I appreciate it. Now, both of you go and enjoy the rest of the evening,” AJ said, then walked away to mingle with the other guests.
I guided us toward the bar, stopping at one of the vacant tables beside it, then twisted my body, stepping in front of Nola and holding her hands.
“Would you like a drink?” I asked, staring into her glimmering, dark brown eyes.
“Yes, that would be nice,” she said lightly. “Champagne, please.”
“You got it, beautiful.” I kissed her cheek then set off to the bar.
Leaning forward at the bar, I grabbed the bartender’s attention. The slender brunette dressed in all black smiled.
“What could I get you, sir?” she asked.
“A champagne and an old fashioned, please,” I told her.
She nodded, getting our drinks ready. I turned to check on Nola, my jaw clenching and heat rising in my body. There was a guy that was standing close to Nola and talking to her, making her smile and laugh. Who the fuck was that guy? He needed to back off. I could see the way he was looking at Nola. He was eye-fucking her, his gaze moving up and down her body.
The bartender slid the drinks toward me and I quickly picked it up before walking back to my sweet girl.
“Hey, beautiful, here’s your drink,” I said, sliding up next to her and handing her the champagne flute.
“Thank you, baby,” she said, grasping onto the glass before I hooked my arm around her waist, tugging her to my side. The guy standing in front of us watched me intently, glaring at me.
“Hey, I’m Brad,” I greeted the guy, extending my arm out to him.
He tipped his head then shook my hand. “Ian.”
“Sorry, Brad, for not introducing you to Ian. I was surprised to see him,” Nola explained, looking up at me, her gaze gentle and apologetic. “We went to college together.”
“No worries, baby. It’s a small world, isn’t it?” I asked, my lips curved to a small smile, trying to hide the hint of jealousy I had that this guy knew her from her past.
“It is,” she said, then we both looked back at Ian.
“I didn’t know that you were dating anyone, Nola,” Ian said, his eyes focused on me then at Nola with a crooked smile across his face.
I have to admit that the guy was good-looking. He was clean shaven, his hair styled neatly, and clothes were tailored well. He looked like he was athletic, wealthy, and the type of guy Nola may be attracted to.
Thinking of Nola with Ian made me upset, my hand gripping around my glass tighter.
“Brad’s my boyfriend,” Nola said, leaning into me.
“That’s nice you found someone,” Ian said. “Well, I’m going to circle around the silent auction and place some bids. It’s good to see you, Nola; nice to meet you, Brad.”
“Likewise,” I responded, giving him a nod.
“Nice to see you again, Ian,” Nola said, then Ian left.
“So, I’m your boyfriend?” I teased.
She twisted her body to face me, smirking. “If you don’t want to be, then I’ll need to find Ian and correct what I said,” she said, a playful tone in her voice.
I raised an eyebrow, pressing my lips to a thin line. “Don’t you dare, princess. You’re mine.” My voice was low and laced with possessiveness.
She giggled, warming my heart. “I’m not going anywhere, baby. I was teasing you.” She placed her hands on my chest, tilting her head back until our eyes met.
I wound my arms around her waist, an energy crackled between us. I leaned down, crushing my lips on hers and gave her a passionate kiss, wanting to show everyone here who Nola belonged to. Her lips parted as she moaned into the kiss, giving me the opportunity for my tongue to slide into her mouth. Our tongues collided with one another, twisting, and curling, and fighting for dominance. I pulled back slowly, smiling against her lips as I remembered we were in public at my work event. I didn’t want Nola to get embarrassed with our public display of affection.
She flashed her striking smile, her eyes sparkling with adoration. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of this woman.
“How about we check out more of this event, make some bids at the silent auction, and go back to my place after?” I asked.
She nodded. “Sounds good.”
As soon as Nola entered my house, I pounced on her like a predator finding its prey. I scooped her up, one arm under her knees and the other under her back. She draped her arms around my neck, then peppered kisses along the curve as I carried her upstairs to my bedroom. The touch of her lips on my skin sent a shiver down my spine. My steps hastened to get to our destination quicker.
We entered my room, and I kicked the door closed before setting Nola down. She cupped my face, her eyes darkening and filling with lust as she gazed into mine. She leaned in and crushed her lips on mine, a kiss that heated my body instantly. My tongue swept across the seam of her lips, encouraging her to pry them open, needing my tongue to feel hers. She parted her lips and I didn’t hesitate. My tongue slid into her mouth, twisting and moving with hers. We made out, her hands running through my hair, her nails raking on my scalp.
She moaned, my cock hardening from her sensual sound and pressing up against her belly. I reached behind her and slowly unzipped her dress, letting it slide down her body. It pooled around her feet, exposing her perky breasts, only left wearing a thong. Her hands traveled to the lapels of my suit jacket, pushing it off my shoulders until it dropped to the floor. She made work of my tie, tossing it to the floor once it was off my head, then got rid of my dress shirt from my body.
Her hands brushed down my chest until it reached the waistband of my pants, undoing my belt with haste then my fly, my cock eager to be set free. Nola backed away from me, soft panting left our lips as we tried to catch our breaths. Then she lowered to her knees, pulling my pants down. I grabbed my cock, stroking it. Her head tipped back, eyes filled with mischief as she looked up at me.
I shook my head. “Uh-uh, ladies first. I’ve been dying to taste you all night, princess.”
I extended my hand and she took it. I assisted her up then lowered to my knees, looking up at her. I hooked my fingers under the waistband of her lacy thong and drug it down her legs, then she stepped out of it. I pushed her legs out to spread them wider.
“You’re dripping wet, princess.” My mouth watered as I gazed at her glistening pussy.
“You make me that way,” she said, smirking.
“And I’m not complaining,” I said, a sly grin on my face.
I placed one of her legs over my shoulder then went in, licking up her slit. Fuck, she tasted delicious. My tongue circled around her opening then zigzagged between her folds before finding her clit. I licked up and down her pussy, alternating with sucking on her folds then on her clit, her moans getting louder. Her fingers ran through my hair, pulling my head to her pussy.
“Brad,” she moaned breathily. “Oh God, feels so good.”
I hummed against her sex, the vibration adding to her pleasure as I continued to lick and suck her pussy, devouring her like a starved man.
My tongue rimmed her pussy opening and entered inside her, lapping at her juices, my nose rubbing against her clit. As I continued to feast on her pussy, her moans were getting louder and her hips moved, writhing on my mouth. She was getting close to her climax, and I was ready suck her dry.
“I’m coming, baby,” she whimpered.
She tightened her grip on my hair, my scalp stung from her tugging on it. A low growl rumbled in my chest, then she arched her back and cried out, her body shuddering with her orgasm.
Her pussy flooded with her cum and I lapped it up, making sure to get every drop. She was panting, coming down from her high as she loosened her grip on my hair. I slowly got up, licking my lips, her eyes hooded with the afterglow of her orgasm.
“You’re just so fucking sexy, Nola. I’m one lucky man to be with you,” I told her, leaning down, pressing my lips on hers, giving her a taste of her sweet juices.
She held onto my shoulders and spun us around, our lips still fused until the edge of the bed hit the back of my legs. She pushed my chest, forcing me to sit down on the bed. She went down on her knees, settling between my spread legs. Her hands wrapped around my cock, stroking my erection. She leaned forward, licking the pre-cum off my tip. Her tongue swirled around the bulbous head before licking the hard length up and down. As she reached my tip, her lips wrapped around it then lowered down, taking my cock until she gagged.
“Fuuck,” I hissed. “You’re taking my dick so good, sweet girl.”
She moaned, the sound vibrating around my cock, adding to the pleasure rushing through me. Her head bobbed up and down at a steady pace, taking me deeper each time she lowered. Heat rushed throughout my body and my core tightened when she deep throated me, the tip touching the back of her throat. It felt so fucking good.
I raked my fingers through her silky strands of dark hair, watching my cock disappear in her pretty little mouth. She’s so goddamn beautiful and I’m glad she’s mine.
Pleasure built inside my core, ready to detonate soon. I groaned, my hands fisted her hair as my body tensed and core tightened.
“I’m coming, baby,” I growled, then I gripped the sides of her head, pulling her head down until she had my cock stuffed deep in her throat, holding her head in place and roaring with my release.
Ropes of cum spilled down her throat. I pulled out, a bit of my cum getting on the corner of her mouth. I brushed it with my thumb, her lips wrapping around it and sucking it dry. Then she opened her mouth to show me it was empty. So fucking hot.
“God, you’re amazing,” I said, helping her up on her feet and guided her to the bed.
“Thank you,” she said softly, blushing.
I fused my lips on hers in another scorching, tongue-tangling kiss.
My cock quickly hardened again, aching to be inside her. I kissed down her neck and she mewled like a cat in heat.
“Baby, I want to ride you,” she moaned.
I smirked against her skin. I couldn’t wait.