Chapter 10
brANDON
When Lexi sent me that picture from The Basement, I laughed.
I knew she was doing it to get me riled up, but when I got to the bar and saw her actually flirting with that guy, I saw red.
There was not a chance in hell I was leaving there without her.
As I made my way closer to where they sat at the bar, I noticed his hand on her back.
Nope. Not today and not ever. She was mine.
That thought should have scared the shit out of me, but it didn’t.
Even though we barely knew one another, I knew I wanted her to be mine.
The initial look of shock on her face as I pulled her chair away and stepped in between them was priceless.
Relief washed over me as I realized she was actually happy I’d interrupted.
The guy she’d been talking to ran his mouth, but I managed to keep my cool.
The last thing I needed was to get arrested for teaching that smug asshole a lesson.
I wanted to, believe me. Nothing would have given me more pleasure than to knock his ass out when I heard him call her a bitch.
Well, I can think of a few things that would give me more pleasure.
No one was ever going to talk to her like that again, at least not in my presence.
As much as I wanted to hurt him, my priority was getting her out of that bar and back to my place. I had a punishment to dole out.
I carried her out of the bar over my shoulder as other patrons and employees either cheered or watched on quizzically.
Diane shook her head as she went to help her next customer—probably just another night at The Basement for her.
I was sure she’d seen worse and was just glad I didn’t clobber the guy Lexi had been talking to.
I plopped Lexi into the passenger seat of my car without a word and then made my way to the driver’s side. When I started the car, Lexi turned to face me, feigning indignation. “What the fuck, Brando? I was in the middle of something.”
I raised an eyebrow and pinned her with a stare that told her I wasn’t in the mood for her shit. She crossed her arms over her chest and faced forward again with a huff.
The drive to my place was quick and silent.
My mind raced with all the things I wanted to do to her.
I promised her a punishment, and I was more than ready to deliver.
It was more than that, though. Lexi made me feel things I hadn’t felt before—jealousy, possessiveness, this primal need to claim her, even though I knew she may never be mine in the way I wanted.
Up until I saw her with that guy, I wasn’t even sure that’s what I wanted, but then I was. I wanted Lexi. All of her.
I parked and rounded the car, reaching her side as she opened her door to get out.
I picked her up and threw her back over my shoulder.
Her protests fell on deaf ears as I made my way into the building and took the stairs two at a time.
The entire room rattled as I kicked the door closed behind us after entering my apartment.
I stormed into my bedroom and threw Lexi down on my bed.
At first, I was afraid that I was being too aggressive, and that she’d be frightened, but when I looked down at her, she had nothing but lust in her eyes.
Pupils blown wide, her breathing was deep and ragged.
She was as turned on as I was, but that was too damn bad. She wouldn’t be coming anytime soon.
We stared at each other for a few moments before simultaneously starting to remove our clothes.
We held eye contact as we stripped down to nothing.
Lexi’s smile stretched wide as I approached the bed slowly, with my painfully hard cock bobbing between us.
Her eyes darted between my legs, and she licked her lips in anticipation.
“See something you like, Sweetheart?” I asked as I lowered myself onto the bed in front of her.
“Mmmhmm,” she hummed.
I started crawling up her body. “You were being a brat earlier, Lexi. You know what that means?”
She rolled her eyes. “No, but I’m sure you’re gonna tell me.”
I kissed and licked my way up her body, avoiding all the places I was sure she wanted me most. “Good girls get orgasms, Lexi. Brats get punished,” I breathed against her molten skin. She was so needy. This was going to be fun.
“Do your worst, Brando,” she shot back. She probably thought she’d get a similar punishment to the other night—a little spanking and lots of orgasms. And while her punishment would probably involve some spanking and she’d eventually get to come, it wasn’t all I had in store for her this time.
“You sure about that, Sweetheart?” I stopped as I reached her face, bracing my arms on either side of her head.
She lifted her chin. “I can take it.” Stubborn girl. We’d see about that.
“Your safe word is Rudolph,” I said, deadly serious.
A laugh bubbled out of Lexi like she was trying to hold it in. “Oh my God, seriously? Sticking with the—” I cut her words off as I reached up and gripped her throat. Not hard enough to hurt or cut off her breath, but enough to ensure I had her undivided attention.
“I’m serious, Lexi. Now, be a good girl and tell me the safe word.”
“Rudolph.”
“Good girl.” I smiled and released her throat.
Moving down her body, I made my way to her already wet center, caressing and kissing every inch of her on my way.
When I reached the apex of her thighs, I avoided her clit, causing her to buck her hips.
I knew where she wanted my mouth, but I was going to take my sweet time getting there.
“Brandon, please,” she whined as she propped herself up on her elbows to look down at me.
I looked up at her from between her legs. “What part of the word punishment don’t you understand?”
Exacerbated, she threw herself back down onto the bed. “Fine, but I’d better come tonight or we’re going to have a real fucking problem.”
Whack. My right hand came down quickly, slapping her right on the clit, causing her to cry out in a moan. “Oh, fuck.”
I chuckled and then moved back between her legs.
Even though she was still being a brat, I gave her a taste of what she craved and swiped my tongue through her center, earning me an appreciative hum.
I continued to lap at her dripping pussy, drinking down everything she gave to me.
I nipped at her clit and then took it into my mouth, sucking gently.
She was squirming all over and moaning, so I knew she was close.
I waited until she was right on the brink of an orgasm, and then I popped her clit out of my mouth and turned my head to kiss her thigh gently.
A frustrated grunt came from Lexi. “What the fuck?”
“Patience, Sweetheart. Remember what I said—what do good girls get?”
“Orgasms.” She sounded very annoyed, but that wasn’t going to get her anywhere.
“That’s right, so be a good girl and let me have my fun.
” I flicked her clit once again with my tongue, drawing out another moan.
I pushed two fingers inside of her and rubbed my thumb over her clit.
She ground into me, encouraging me to keep going.
I sat up slightly so I could watch her while keeping a steady pace.
I felt her tighten around me, close to another orgasm, so I let my thumb slip off of her clit and slowed the movements of my fingers.
“No!” she shouted. “Please. Brandon, let me come. I swear I’ll behave. I’ll do anything.”
Shit, that was easier than I expected. I was prepared to edge her all damn night, but the sound of her begging me to let her come was almost enough to break me. Almost.
“Your pleasure belongs to me tonight, Lexi. You’ll come when I say you can.”
A frustrated screech cut through the room as she pounded her fists into the mattress.
“All you have to do is say, ‘Rudolph,’ and I’ll stop.”
“Never,” she spat.
We’ll see about that. I gripped my cock, dripping with pre-cum. Her eyes darted to watch me as I gave it a few rough strokes. “Is this what you want?” I goaded her.
“Yes, please fuck me,” she begged and tried to wriggle herself closer to me.
“Baby, don’t worry, I’m going to give you what you want, but you’ll have to be patient.
” I stroked my hands up her legs and over her body gently.
I continued to rub her, grazing over her nipples with my thumbs.
She pushed into my touch and then tried to reach between her legs to give herself some relief.
I batted her hand away, and then got up out of bed and went to the bedside table.
I was going to need some reinforcements.
Lexi was being too stubborn for her own good.
“Get up and place your hands on the headboard, Lexi.”