28. Chapter 28
Chapter 28
Colt
I can't get the image of Brynn wearing just my t-shirt to bed out of my head. She is exhausted. I wish I could take away all the pain she is feeling in her heart. I know it was traumatic finding her father like that, the protector in me wishes I could have shielded her from it.
"We are here," I say quietly. Brynn is out cold. Her little snore fogging up the window where she leans against the glass. I put my hand on her thigh and give her a squeeze. "C'mon, Firecracker. Wake up, baby."
Nothing. Not a movement or twitch. I turn the truck off and unbuckle, deciding when I open the door, she will wake up. I go up to the cottage first and unlock the door. When I open the truck door, Brynn's body leans out of the seat. I brace her with my chest and reach over to undo her seatbelt. "Brynn, baby. Wake up."
No reaction, so I do the only thing I can. I pick her up in my arms from the truck seat and use my hip to shut the passenger door. I walk up the cottage porch steps and into the house. I make my way down the hallway and stop at the spare room. I know Momma Ann came and got it all ready, but I can't make myself walk in and lay Brynn down on the bed.
She belongs in my bed.
I continue down the hall to my bedroom and lay her down in my bed. Right beside where I normally sleep. I take off her shoes and cover her up. I can't help but kiss her on the forehead. She looks so fragile laying there, I know without a doubt she would chew me up and spit me out if I ever called her fragile. I laugh softly at the thought of it.
I close the door to my bedroom and head to the bathroom to shower, so I don't stink when I crawl in bed next to Brynn. The thought of having Brynn all to myself tonight makes my heart flutter. Even just holding her through the night, it doesn't have to be anything sexual. I just want her body close to mine, I want to snuggle her and know she is okay in that moment.
I rush through my routine, I am dragging. It was a super long day for everyone. I turn off the water and reach for my towel to start drying off. I walk quietly down the hall to my bedroom and find Brynn is still fast asleep in my bed. I ditch the towel and grab a pair of joggers from my drawer, trying to be as quiet as I can.
Once I am sure our phones are plugged into chargers, I slide in the bed right behind Brynn. I throw my arm around her waist and pull her back into my front. The scent of her shampoo invades my nostrils, and I take it in. I love her citrusy scent; it also has some type of floral note to it. It does things to my body. I will my mind to stop picturing naughty images of us in the bed. Under these circumstances, nothing sexual is happening. The last thing I need is my erection waking her up by poking her in the ass.
Her ass is right up against me, I listen to her even breaths and let the sounds of her soft snore lull me to sleep. I rarely sleep straight through the night. I always toss and turn, take off articles of clothing if I get hot, or wake to cover up more if I get cold.
I wake to the sun peeking through the curtains; I am on my back and Brynn's head is on my chest. Her auburn curls shimmering like gold in the small sliver of sunlight. I slept all night long. I don't remember waking up during the night at all. I reach for my cell phone and see that it is seven o'clock in the morning. I never sleep this late, ever. Even on my days off, I am up by five.
I place my cell back on the nightstand and snuggle with Brynn. She moves even closer, her leg thrown over my thigh. Her knee is coming dangerously close to touching my very noticeable erection. I try to strategically turn my hips away, but she just snuggles even closer .
I run my hand down her back, and she practically humps my thigh. Goddamn, I need to pull myself together. I cannot maul this woman when she is grieving, no matter how badly I want to.
"Good morning, Firecracker." My voice is raspy from sleep.
Brynn's head leans up off my chest, and she stares at me. Shock takes over her features, and she sits up quickly. "Oh my god. I drooled on you."
"I happen to like when you drool on me," I say with a wink.
She smacks my chest playfully and then takes in her surroundings. "How did I end up in your bed, Cowboy?"
"It's where you belong," I say like it's no big deal.
Brynn tilts her head and takes me in, her eyes taking in every chiseled muscle. Her fingers trail from my shoulders to my chest, and down my abdomen. She traces every dip and stops right above the band of my joggers. She notices my erection standing tall and looks at me. "Happy to see me, Cowboy?" She teases.
"What did you expect? Especially after having your sexy little body on me all night long." I shrug, not embarrassed in the least.
"Well, let me show my appreciation for you taking care of me last night." She takes her middle and index fingers and pulls down the band of my joggers until my cock springs free of its confinement .
"Brynn." It takes all my willpower to stop her, but I do. "I won't be able to forgive myself if I take advantage of you while you are grieving."
"I want to, you aren't taking advantage." She pulls my t-shirt off over her head, her tits on full display.
I can't hold myself back. I take them in my palms, running my thumbs over her nipples and watching in fascination as they pebble. "I love your tits." I sit up and trace one hard peak with my tongue.
"Wanna fuck them?" Brynn asks as she shimmies her shoulders, making her tits sway.
I almost come on the spot. "You want me to fuck these gorgeous tits?" I ask as I smooth my palms over both breasts. "I bet you'd look hot as fuck in pearls."
Brynn's smile is pure seduction as she leans down to kiss the tip of my cock. "You can never go wrong with pearls." Brynn sits back up and lays down on the bed beside me. "C'mon, Cowboy," she says with a wink and pushes her tits together.
The thought of sliding in between her gorgeous tits has me hard as steel. "Do you have any lube?" Brynn asks as she gets situated.
"Don't worry, Firecracker." I say as my hand slides down her side and to the waistband of my sweatpants she is wearing. I tug them down and throw them behind me. I take in her light blue boyshorts and slip my fingers up her thigh and into her pussy. She is wet and ready. I stroke her a few times and pull my fingers out and raise my hand. "Looks like enough to get us started." I say as I smear her arousal in the valley between her breasts.
I enter my fingers into her again and press my thumb to her clit. She arches her back, and the movement makes her tits more pronounced. I pull my fingers from her wet pussy and slide them over my cock. "You ready?" She nods. "I need your words."
"Yes, Colt. I'm ready." She brings her hands to the sides of her breasts and pushes them together. I straddle her, my knees on either side of her ribs. I slowly push my cock through her breasts. I thrust a couple of times and pull out. "Drop those hands for a minute."
Brynn looks at me curiously but does as I say. When her tits separate, I spit right down the middle of her breasts. "Together." My voice is laced with lust, and I can't fucking wait to glide through her tits. I thrust into the valley she is making for me and when I reach her chin, her tongue darts out to lick my tip.
"Fuck," I growl as I pull back a little and thrust again. Seeing her face as I look down and watch my cock disappear between her gorgeous tits has me close to blowing my load already. "Look at you. Letting me fuck your tits, your scent on my cock as I ride you. "
Brynn moans, biting her pillowy lower lip and closing her eyes. "Eyes open. I want you to watch while I paint your tits with my cum." Brynn's eyes open and her tongue darts out to lick my tip again as I continue thrusting.
"This is so fucking hot."
"You should see it from my perspective." I pick up my pace, her tits jiggling even with her tight hold on them. I brace my left hand on the headboard above her and move my right behind me and find her clit. She moans loudly when I rub her sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Fuck. Colt. Oh-." She goes off like a bottle rocket. My firecracker .
"That's it, baby. My fingers on your clit, my dick between your tits. You are loving every second of it."
"Yes, yes, I am." She pushes her tits together even more. After three more strokes, I paint her with my cum.
"Fuccckk yes," I moan as I watch my release hit her peachy skin. "Fucking perfect." I bring my right hand to my mouth and taste her sweetness. "I was right," I say as I peer down at my masterpiece.
"About what?" She asks, one eyebrow raised.
"You do look hot as fuck." I use my middle finger to smear my cum into the shape of 'C'. I move positions, so I am no longer straddling her. Her cheeks are flushed, and her chest red from our activity. "Do you want to shower before we go to the main house?"
"I probably shouldn't show up to breakfast with your cum on my chest." She winks as she gets off the bed and heads to the shower.
Hot damn . What a way to start the day.