Chapter 6
Brynn
(SmokinLady)
There. I said it. My naked truth had been taunting me for years, and now it was out there to the world. More importantly, Crim knew. What he’d do with that information I didn’t know, so I waited and kept my eyes cast downward. I was afraid to look at him, because if he saw my eyes, he might see that I’d loved him so long, I’d forgotten the day when I realized it.
“What does that mean, B?” he asked, lifting my chin upward.
Gosh, why is he going to make me say it?I knew he’d make me, typical Crim. There was no hiding it anymore, so I confessed, “I would sit up for hours and think about our time together. I’m not sure when I started having feelings for you, but at some point, I couldn’t deny it any longer and I told my roommate. She encouraged me to tell you, but I couldn’t. I was afraid.”
“Afraid of what?” he asked.
“Afraid you didn’t feel the same way I did, and I couldn’t stomach that. So, I held on to my secret and accepted that our friendship was all I’d ever have. And I was fine with that, Crim … or at least I thought I was. Until I saw you with her and it just did something to me. It solidified the fact that being friends wasn’t enough for me and seeing you with someone else tore me to pieces.” A tear rolled down the side of my face as the pain of that day came crashing down on me all over again.
I continued. I had to get it all out. “That day I came looking for you at your apartment and saw y’all in bed. I stood there frozen, unable to believe that she’d betrayed me and that you didn’t feel the same way I did. I had to get out of there, so I ran and never looked back on what we had. It damn near ruined me.”
I was in a full-blown sob at this point as the feelings I didn’t know I still harbored came ripping through me.
“I told you I didn’t want to talk about this.” I covered my face as the tears continued to flow despite the will power, I tried to possess over them.
He wrapped his arms around me and brought me to his rock-hard chest. Once there, I sobbed even harder. My face was still covered with my hands as my shoulders shook and I stained the black hoodie he wore with my salty tears.
I felt him kiss the top of my forehead as he asked, “Can I say something?”
Truth be told, I didn’t want to hear nothing he had to say. If he was going to tell me he didn’t see me in that way, I was liable to punch his face, because I told him I didn’t want to talk about it. I was fine going to my grave with my secret and my crush.
“Brynn.”
When I didn’t respond, he leaned me back by my shoulders to stare in my face. I avoided his gaze as he brought his face over to the left to meet mine again.
“Look at me,” he ordered.
“I don’t want to.”
“Fine,” he uttered. “You don’t have to. I’ll say what I need to say. “First …” he began, “I’m sorry you had to see us like that. Honestly, there’s nothing I can do or say to erase that day. It happened, and I’ll own it. But in all fairness, I didn’t think you saw me in that way.”
I lifted my head to stare at him.
“When all of us first became friends, you established early on that you weren’t interested in none of us. So, I kept my feelings to myself. Especially after Ant’s many attempts to hook up with you. He was my best friend, and you were, too, so I didn’t want to stand in his way.”
My heart rate picked up a double beat as he placed my hands in his. “Shit, Brynn,” he chuckled, “you know I ain’t never been good with affectionate words, but when you left school so abruptly and wouldn’t return my calls, I mourned you.”
“What?” I asked.
“I was fucked up,” he clarified. “Especially after I came by your house a few times and you wouldn’t talk to me. You shut the door on me completely and that shit really hurt when Rob and Ant would tell me that y’all talked and hung out a bit over the years. Here I was left in the wind, wondering what I did wrong—”
Cutting him off, I said, “I wasn’t attracted to Ant, but I’d always thought there was something different about you. Whatever it was, I fell for it.”
“I love you.”
“Right, like a friend?” I asked.
“You ain’t listening.” He shook his head. “I’m in love with you, always have been and probably always will be.”
“Y-Y-You l-love me?” I stumbled out.
I’m not sure who reached for who first, but a fiery burn in my belly tore through me as I smashed my lips to his. I hated being the aggressor, but at this moment, I just needed to feel his lips against mine.
We had kissed before, many years ago. We had both consumed a weed brownie and ended up in a full make-out section. After that night we both chalked it up to being high as fuck. But for me, it was a dream come true.
But now, there was no brownie involved, just a few puffs of the joint we did earlier. Neither one of us had a cloudy mind. We were fully aware of what was taking place as he opened his mouth, and I did the same. His tongue mingled with mine, caressing it, taunting it, and melding it with his.
God, I wanted him. Those feelings that I’d never felt with anyone else over the years but with him were back and they broke free as I poured everything, I had into this kiss … this moment we were having. Because who knew, maybe this would be the last time I got to have him in this way, so I was going to take my time as he laid me back on the sleeping bag and placed half of his weight on top of me.
Never breaking our kiss, his fingers ran through my messy ponytail as he slid the rubber band off and I melted even more into the bag. His touch was magnetic, his warmth was just as I remembered, and I ached to touch the planes of his back. I rubbed the tips of my fingers down the center of his spine, but his hoodie was shielding me from touching him in the way I’d always wanted.
He must’ve read my mind, because he tore his lips from mine and pulled the hoodie from over his head.
I’ll be damned. His chiseled chest was ripped in areas that I’d never seen before on a man.
He’s filled out a lot since college, I thought.
My hand trembled as I reached out to touch him, but when I risked a glance at his face, he was watching me under lowered eyelids, causing me to stall.
“Take what you want, B,” he said in a voice unknown to my ears.
Hearing him call me B this time around hit me in that hollow part of my heart, causing me to take what I wanted. And God did I take advantage as I ran the tips of my nails around his man pecs, over the six packs he had, and down to his narrow torso where he had a line of fine hair running into his jeans.
He hissed as I clutched him to me and ran a tongue over the hairs of his chest. His body was magnificent. Unfortunately, he didn’t let me have my fun for long before he lifted my chin with his index finger and slithered his tongue inside of my mouth.
I’m not sure who reached for my tank top first, but it was ripped from my body and my size thirty-eight D cups came spilling out. He didn’t waste no time scooping them up in his hands, as I fell back again. He took my arms and placed them above my head as he trailed wet kisses on my chin, neck, my collarbone, and to the bud of my left breast.
He twirled his tongue around my areola, while palming the other. All I could do was moan in pleasure. I bit down on my bottom lip when he kissed my navel and used his free hand to unloosen the strings on my pajama pants.
I wanted to scream out in pleasure, but I couldn’t because I’d awaken the entire wedding party only inches away from us. So, all I could do was take a handful of my sleeping bag and hold on tight when he flicked his hot, wet tongue on my sex.
Stifling my excitement, I peeked down at what he was doing to my body and that was a mistake, because when he smiled at me in a devilish way, I should’ve known I was in trouble.
He latched onto my bud, and I lost it. I had to bite down on the tank top I’d worn to ride out the waves I was experiencing when he entered a finger into my core and squeezed my nipple.
Crim was driving me mad with his tongue, and the pressure he applied with his index finger and his thumb made the feeling overwhelming. I begged for him to stop, but in the next breath I begged for him to never stop.
“Crim,” I whimpered as my body jerked forward and my vision became hazy, causing me to grip the back of his head as I sat forward slightly. I must’ve had an out-of-body experience, as my eyes fastened tight, and my soul lifted from my body and floated around this minuscule tent before returning.
Breathlessly, I could hear his pants unzipping, foil being ripped in the darkness, and before I could inhale another breath, he was easing inside of me with his thick, long dick. My arms instantly wrapped around his back as he lifted my legs up in the air to sink himself in deeper.
I bit my lip again as his mouth sought out mine, and I surrendered, unleashing my moans into his mouth. He thrust into my pussy over and over again, marking me as his and being unapologetic about it.
The act alone made me want him closer, so I locked my legs around his back, causing him to sink into me deeper.
“W-Wait … Wait, B,” he stammered. “You’re going to make me cum.”
I smiled. I didn’t want this to end, but I wanted every inch of him inside of me, so I raised my legs even higher. Crim sunk his head into the crease of my neck as he lifted on the palms of his hands and pumped into me once and then twice before he lifted his head and made a grunting sound as his dick pulsated inside of me.
I covered his mouth with my hand as we both found what we were looking for in each other. He floated down on top of me, his dick still inside of my pussy, and that was where he stayed as I rubbed his back, and he laid his head against my chest. No words were spoken for what seemed like minutes, until finally, I heard a light snore escape his parted lips and I whispered into the night, “I love you, too.”
* * *
The next morningwhen I awakened Crim was gone. He had left sometime in the night. I reached for him and was greeted with a cold spot. I knew he had to go before everyone awakened, but it didn’t make me miss him any less. I could still feel the ache between my thighs of him being in between them the night before. Licking my lips, I ran a finger across my bottom lip, still feeling his mouth against mine.
Smiling, I unzipped the tent, and I could see everyone was already up and dressed and getting ready for our hike. After gathering my toiletries, I hurried to get dressed and hopefully get a chance to talk to Crimson.
Three hours later, we were trekking up a hill and I was completely out of breath, when Ant’s fiancée grabbed ahold of my arm. I shook my head at her as I bent over with my hands on my knees gasping for air. The last thing I needed was for her to be dragging my spaghetti legs up a hill. That shit was embarrassing.
She shrugged and trotted on up the hill to catch up with the others. I was convinced I was about to have a heart attack as I pulled a bottle of water out of my bag and took a sip.
I had spotted Crim up ahead early on the trail, and I was sure he was long gone, because this hiking was his shit. He was totally into running, so this obstacle would be a breeze for him. Standing upright, I took another swig of my water, as people passed me by. I was kind of upset that he hadn’t spoken to me since this morning over breakfast when he just said good morning.
I was fully aware he was trying to play it cool around our friends, but how could he when I was over here losing my shit, wanting to be near him again, touch him, kiss him. I knew if I ever got a chance to be with him the way I was last night, he’d become a drug for me and that was scary as hell.
Realizing everyone had passed me up, I became nervous. There was nothing out here but trees, grass, psychopaths, and wild animals. As I was stuffing my water bottle back in my bag, a strong arm whisked me off my feet from behind, and I almost screamed out loud when I heard Crimson laugh.
“Goddamn, I thought I was going to never get you alone.”
Turning around, I hopped into his arms and rained kisses all over his face. “I thought you were up front leading the pack,” I said in between pecks. In the back of my mind, I wondered if things should feel more awkward between us, but it didn’t. Probably the result of us knowing each other so well despite all our years apart.
“Did you think I’d leave you back here?” he asked me, and I shrugged.
“I know hiking, running, walking,” I punched his arm, and he laughed, “is not your thing. I lingered back to make sure you were good and to get you alone,” he said, while backing me up against a tree.
When my back brushed against the bark, we went at each other like two starving dogs … nipping, groping each other, and I had the urge of needing him inside of me again. Not sure what the fuck had gotten into me.
I confessed, “I want you,” as I worked on my pants and slid them, along with my panties, down my legs. He already had the head of his dick peeking out of his shorts and standing at attention.
He lifted me with both of his hands off the ground, and I wrapped my legs around his hips, flung my arms around his neck as he stared into my face with a glossy gaze as he filled me whole. We had to make this quick before someone noticed we weren’t with the group and came back looking for us.
He rocked into me hard and fast as I balanced myself on that tree. Closing my eyes, I panted, and he hissed until I heard a voice in the distance, screaming, “B, are you out here?”
Crim heard it, too, and he cursed, “Shit,” but kept me suspended in the air, rocking his hips into me even harder. The thought of us being caught excited me as I pushed into him, hearing what sounded like Rob’s voice getting closer.
“Hurry,” I told him breathlessly.
He released a muffled grunt into my mouth as he bit down slightly on my bottom lip, causing me to wince.
The act had me wanting him again as he quickly slid his shorts up, and I just laid against the tree, unable to catch my breath once again.
“Get dressed, B,” he told me in an urgent voice.
Unable to move a muscle, I nodded. Rob’s voice grew closer, and I knew any minute he’d find us. I guess I had gone into some type of shock, because Crim started working my panties and shorts up my legs. Just when he buttoned them and got the zipper upward, Rob rounded the corner.
“There y’all are.”
“Yep,” I said, and walked off, slapping Rob on the shoulder. “Crim found me,” I hollered over my shoulder. “I’d gotten lost.”
“C’mon,” I turned around, walking backwards.
Rob smirked. “I figured that much.”
Risking a glance at Crim, he widened his eyes at me as if to say damn that was close.