Chapter 4
brANDON
The look on her face was priceless. “So this is your bar?” I asked, amused as shit at how frazzled she seemed.
She ignored my jab. “How do you know Diane? If you were a regular, I’d have seen you before today.”
I laughed. “Don’t worry, Sweetheart, I’m not stalking you or anything. Diane is a client of mine, and so is her boyfriend. I’ve been here a few times.”
“Ew, don’t you Sweetheart me. It seems suss that you would show up here of all places.”
“Or kismet,” I half-joked. “You know, like how Daphne and Nathan met.”
She squinted her eyes at me. “I can’t tell if you’re being for real right now or if you’re just fucking with me. I hope, for your sake, it’s the latter.”
“You’d rather me be fucking with you?” I asked, amusement in my tone.
She scoffed, “Yeah, remember, I don’t believe in that fate crap. I also don’t do relationships, so if you thought this was your in, you’re barking up the wrong tree, my guy.”
“Don’t worry, Sweetheart, I’m fucking with you,” I lied.
“Don’t get your panties in a knot.” Coincidence or fate, it didn’t matter to me.
I was just happy to see her again. The truth of the matter was, I had been thinking a lot about her since we first met at that Halloween party.
Then, when I tattooed her last month, I knew I needed to see her again.
Today, when I saw her in her scrubs at the hospital, all I could think of was getting her out of them and making her scream my name.
Running into her yet again here at the bar had me convinced there had to be a reason.
“My panties are most certainly not in a knot.” She rolled her eyes. “Anyway, shouldn’t you be off getting toys ready for Christmas or something?” She sounded annoyed, but looked amused.
“Still thinking about me in that Santa suit, huh?” I teased.
“You wish,” she groaned.
“Okay, okay, I’m done messing with you. How’s your tattoo doing? You didn’t text, so I’m assuming it’s healing alright?”
She pulled the collar of her shirt down and strained to look at her collarbone. “I don’t know. You tell me,” she said as she thrust her chest towards me. Good Lord.
“Mmm, looks good to me. Have you given any more thought to your next one?” I asked, hopeful that I’d get her in my chair again.
“Not really, but I definitely like that octopus idea. I think that would be cool,” she said and flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Why don’t you draw me something so I can visualize it better?”
Turning to face her, I said, “I’d love to. I’ll work on something this week and text you. Guess that means I need your number?”
“I guess so,” she said coyly. “Here, give me your phone. I’ll put my number in.” I handed my phone to her, and she quickly typed in her info before handing it back to me. “Can’t wait to see what you come up with.”
“I should have something for you by next week.” Noticing her drink was empty, I asked, “Can I get you another drink?”
She thought about it for a moment and then agreed, “Okay, one more.” She pushed her glass out in front of her, and I motioned to Diane for another.
Lexi turned to face me completely. “So, you gonna tell me the story behind these?” She leaned closer and drew her finger across my forearm, over my ‘naughty’ tattoo.
She was making pretty intense eye contact and leaning in close.
If I didn’t know better, I’d think she was flirting with me.
“Well, I love Christmas. It’s actually my favorite holiday and one of the reasons I play Santa at the hospital each year.
” There were other reasons, but I wasn’t trying to kill the vibe.
“But as for these,” I gestured to my arms. “I’m clearly no stranger to body art, and I wanted to add something to represent my love of Christmas, but also the two sides of my personality.
People mostly see the nice guy side, but there’s more to me than meets the eye,” I winked at her, suddenly feeling bolder.
The shyness I had felt during our earlier meetings faded away.
“Oh, yeah? So you have a naughty side, then?” She purred and moved her hand to my thigh. My cock twitched, and I let out a slight groan.
“Lexi,” her name a whisper on my lips, and then Diane came with another round of drinks. “Thanks,” I murmured as I moved away from Lexi slightly to sip my beer.
Lexi backed away and took a long sip of her drink, looking a little flushed.
She set her drink back on the bar and turned to face me again, wiping her hands over her thighs.
She bit her lip and then looked up into my eyes.
“Listen, I’m going to say something right now, and if I’m totally out of line, let me know, okay? ”
I eyed her suspiciously. “Okay?”
“Daphne told me I can’t fuck you, but I want to.” She exhaled a long breath. “I really fucking want to.”
I stood quickly, probably catching her off guard, and raised my hand towards Diane at the other end of the bar. “Close me out.”
After quickly settling our tab, I practically dragged Lexi out of the bar and stuffed her into my car.
Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration, but I was moving quickly.
I didn’t want her to overthink things and change her mind.
Or maybe it was me who didn’t want to overthink things.
Sleeping with Lexi could get messy, but at that moment, I didn’t give a shit.
We didn’t talk much on the way to my place, and thankfully, it was only a few minutes away. Once we got there, I parked, and we walked to my apartment in silence. I hoped she wasn’t second-guessing her decision. “You okay?” I asked as we got to the door of my building.
She looked up at me and licked her lips. “Yep,” she answered, popping the P. Tracing a finger down my chest, she continued, “When I’m finished with you, you won’t even know your own name.” Oh shit!
I turned and made quick work of the lock and ushered her inside.
My apartment was one flight up, and we rushed up the steps.
I fumbled slightly with my keys before finally opening the door to my apartment.
Once inside, I slammed the door and turned to push her against it, but she was quicker than me.
I looked down, and she was already on her knees, her deft fingers starting to undo my jeans.
“Whoa,” I placed my hands over hers. “What are you doing?” I wasn’t used to a woman taking control like that, not that I was complaining, but she caught me off guard.
“I’m going to see what we’re working with here,” she smiled wickedly, looking up at me through her dark eyelashes. “See if you’re worth my time.”
“Worth your time? I’ll show you worth your time.” And with that, I scooped her up and threw her over my shoulder, giving her plump ass a playful smack.
Lexi let out a surprised scream and then started cackling, “Bring it, Brando!” This fucking woman. I smacked her ass again. Hard. She yelped but didn’t protest, and as I threw her down onto my bed, she looked up at me with fire in her crystal blue eyes.
I pulled my shirt up over my head and flung it to the side.
I undid the buttons of my jeans, and Lexi’s gaze followed my every move.
Right as I was about to let my cock spring free, I stopped.
Lexi licked her lips and stared up at me, cocking her head to the side inquisitively.
“Show me what you’re working with, Sweetheart,” I taunted.
“I wanna make sure you’re worth my time.
” Lexi scoffed and rolled her eyes dramatically.
Whatever she was going to say, I interrupted her.
“Don’t be a brat, Lexi, or I’ll have to punish you. ”
“Like I said, bring it.” Then she stuck out her tongue at me.
I reached down and dragged her to the edge of the bed by her ankles.
“What a smart mouth you have. Let’s see what else it can do.
” I opened my jeans the rest of the way, and my erection broke free immediately, causing Lexi’s eyes to practically bulge out of her head.
I knew what I was working with. My cock wasn’t small by anyone’s standards, and clearly she liked what she saw.
She wasted no time getting to her knees. “Yes, sir,” she said as she licked her lips again. “Damn, Brandon. I guess you are gonna be worth it. I just hope you aren’t a two-pump chump.”
I laughed and shook my head. “Jesus, Lexi.” I stopped laughing pretty quickly though, because the next thing I knew, she had one hand on my thigh, the other cupping my balls, and her tongue was licking my shaft from base to tip. “Oh, God.” I groaned.
She backed away slightly and said with a wink, “That’s Goddess to you,” and then took me to the back of her throat.
My knees almost buckled as she continued to suck and lick me with just the right amount of pressure.
Damn, this girl knew how to suck a dick, and that thought gave me a second of pause before I thought, fuck it, and started fucking her throat.
She hummed around my cock, drawing me closer to the edge. I was close. Too close.
I pulled her off of me and pushed her back onto the bed.
Her face was flushed, her eyes glassy, and her mascara trailed down her cheeks.
She looked up at me questioningly, but before she could voice her question, I said, “My turn, Sweetheart. Strip.” And she did.
As I slowly stroked my cock, she quickly removed her jeans and pulled her shirt up over her head.
She sat there before me in her lacy black bra and thong.
She looked every bit the goddess she claimed to be, her curves on full display.
I crossed my arms over my chest and jerked my chin. “All of it.”
“Jeez, so pushy,” she teased. But teasing Brandon was gone.
Seeing her like this unraveled me. I was a feral beast with one goal—to please this woman.
My eyes were laser-focused on her as she peeled off her bra and slipped out of her thong.
Her eyes met mine, and there was no shyness in them, only desire and need.
I leaned down and grabbed her ankles, dragging her to the edge of the bed slowly. “Now, show me how wet you are for me, Lexi.”
She bent her knees and placed her feet flat on the bed before spreading her legs to reveal the effect I was having on her.
Her pussy glistened in the low light. She looked me right in the eyes as she swiped two fingers through her center and then brought them to her mouth, licking them seductively.
I gripped my unbearably hard cock in my hand again and stroked it forcefully.
“Tsk, tsk. Now, who’s the naughty one?” I wagged my finger at her. “Who said you could have a taste of what’s mine?”
Her fingers found her center again, and she started toying with her clit. “Better come and take it then before I finish,” she moaned.
I kneeled and pressed my hands against her thighs to give me more room. The scent of her arousal was sharp and intoxicating, making my mouth water with need. She was still strumming her clit, so I swatted her hand away.
Her protests were cut short when I licked through her center slowly, stopping on her sensitive clit to suck on it slightly, earning me a heady moan.
“Ohhhh, fuuucccckkk.” I continued to lap at her wetness, taking everything she was offering until she was a squirming, pleading mess. “Please, Brandon. More.”
I sat back and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, so it’s Brandon now? No more smart mouth?”
“Shut the fuck up and do that again.” I snickered but complied, diving back in to feast on her.
This time, adding one thick finger inside of her tight pussy, causing her to grip the hair on my head tightly.
“You like that, Sweetheart?” I asked while adding a second finger and curling them inside of her.
“Yes!” she cried out. “Yes, Brandon, that feels so good.”
While pumping my fingers in and out of her, I sucked on her clit until I could feel her clenching around them like a vise.
I couldn’t wait to feel her come like this on my dick.
I continued to fuck her with my fingers through her orgasm until she relaxed slightly.
She looked totally blissed out, and I wanted to give her time to recover, but I also couldn’t wait to be inside her.
I sat back and took her in. She was smiling, with a dazed look in her eyes. “Are you okay?” I asked. I knew she was okay, but I was trying to gauge if she truly needed a minute or not.
Then she looked me dead-ass in the eyes and said, “Brando, you just finger-banged me into oblivion. I am fan-fucking-tastic.” She smiled and flopped her head back on the bed.
“Oh, my Goddess. You are fucking wild,” I chuckled.
“But I’m not finished with you yet.” I crawled up her body, nipping, licking, and kissing my way to her breasts, where I stopped to worship them.
“Look at these fucking tits, Lex. Fuucckk.” I took a stiff nipple into my mouth as I caressed the other.
She arched her back and pushed her chest up into my touch.
“Brandon, I want you to fuck me,” she begged. “Please.”
I moved the rest of the way up her body, touching her everywhere, leaving a trail of wet kisses in my wake.
When I reached her face, I paused to stare into her eyes before capturing her lips with mine.
Her breathing hitched, and she froze for a moment before finally melting into me.
Our kiss stretched on, our tongues frantically exploring.
I was painfully hard and ground my cock into her pelvis to find some relief.
She broke our kiss. “Fuck. Me. Now,” she rasped out.
I jumped up to grab a condom from the nightstand.
With my teeth, I hastily tore the wrapper and sheathed myself while staring into Lexi’s eyes, her breath catching at the promise of what was to come.
I quickly positioned myself over her again before oh-so-slowly pushing inside of her with a groan.
Her body tensed, and she held her breath as her body attempted to accommodate my girth.
“Breathe,” I whispered as I paused my movement.
She reached behind me and grabbed my ass to pull me in further. “Just fuck me.”
I started moving again. Slowly at first, but she was meeting my slow thrusts, encouraging me to move faster. I picked up the pace and was rewarded with the sounds of Lexi’s enthusiastic moans. “Yes, Brandon, yes. Harder.”
She asked, and I delivered, thrusting harder and faster.
I captured her mouth with mine again, my hand pinching one of her taut nipples.
She moaned into my mouth. Falling into a steady rhythm, I could feel her pussy squeezing me with every thrust. I braced one arm by her head and reached down with my other hand and began circling her clit with my thumb.
She moaned her approval and then, moments later, came hard around me, pushing me over the edge to find my own release.
“This can never happen again,” she breathed as I collapsed onto her.
“We’ll see about that,” I chuckled into her neck.