CHRISTINE
What am I doing?
I honestly couldn’t believe what I was doing. Yet somehow the knowledge that this wasn’tmeat all didn’t halt me in my tracks. It didn’t even give me pause for thought. Unfortunately, myneedto see Brandon once more completely overwhelmed anything else. I just couldn’t help myself. He’d been on my mind all week long, ever since my wild night in his bar, and I didn’t have the power over myself to keep away.
“You look nice,” Maggie called from her side of the room as she finished up her final layer of mascara, ready for her online date. “You up to much tonight?”
“Err, maybe.” Truth be told, it wouldn’t shock Maggie if I was honest. She had a giant misconception of me, that I was a free-loving wild child, because of the way our first night out went. I didn’t have the heart to correct her and let her know that was the craziest thing I’d ever done. It was one hell of an intro into my New York life. “I was thinking I might head back to the bar we were at the other week…”
There was no point trying to be nonchalant. She saw right through me. “Oh yeah?” Her eyebrows wiggled playfully. “Back to see the hottie from the bar, huh? I don’t blame you. You been in touch?”
I shook my head. I had his number but I didn’t know how to message someone likethat. He was so much cooler and older than me, he knew what he was doing and was likely used to women similar to him. I was too awkward to text. I spent far too long planning what to say, and I eventually decided it had been too long and he’d forgotten me. I well and truly talked myself out of it. At least if I saw him in person, I’d be able to gauge his honest reaction and choose my next move accordingly.
“Well, you have fun, girl,” Maggie laughed. “I know I intend to. Once classes start, we’re going to be bogged down with work. There’ll be no time for this.”
I was looking forward to that part of college—I enjoyed learning—but Ididwant to make the most of this time as well. My shocking behavior was leading to a lot of fun, so why not explore that while I could?
“You want to walk out together?” Maggie checked her reflection in the mirror one last time. I wondered if I should do the same thing, but quickly changed my mind. I’d been planning on this midnight blue swishy dress all week long, because although it was more sweet than sexy, it was the hottest thing I owned. I didnotwant to change my mind now. “Unless you aren’t leaving yet…”
“I don’t have a time to go. I’ll walk out with you now.”
I linked my arm through Maggie’s, trying to borrow just a little bit of her confidence as we headed down the stairs of our building together. Maggie didn’t seem to be plagued by self-doubt at all. Would New York have the same effect on me? I could only hope…
Maggie’s date was at the restaurant just across the road from our building so I dropped her off before I turned the corner to get to Brandon’s bar. The fact that it was so close to my home made it damn near impossible to keep away. If I hadn’t been so nervous, maybe I would’ve gone for it. My pulse pounded harder with every step that took me closer to the bar, my breaths came in sharp and ragged, and I folded my arms protectively across my chest just to hold myself together.
My intense nerves and my powerful desire raged a war inside of me, but the ache in my stomach was only going to let one side win out. I would never be able to forgive myself if I didn’t at least see Brandon one more time before classes began. Ihadto.
Wow! I wasn’t one hundred percent sure that I’d find Brandon behind the bar, since I hadn’t contacted him in advance to find out if he was working or not, but there he was. Gorgeous as ever. I swallowed hard, barely able to breathe with my eyes upon him.
“Well, well, well,” he chuckled, actually smiling with delight as he spotted me. “If it isn’t the enigma. Miss Christine.”
He thought I was an enigma? That was hot! There was something really sexy about being an enigma. I decided to use that as a role to play.
“It certainly is me.” I sashayed over toward the bar. Much to my surprise, I was the only customer here. “This bar does the best cocktails in the city, and I found myself wanting a taste.”
“Is that so?” His laughter set me alight. More so than I already was. “Well I just hope I can live up to the lady’s expectations.”
“I’m sure you will.”
I kept my eyes fixed on him intently as he shook me up a cocktail. We both knew this had nothing to do with the drink. The only question was when…?
Oh, no need to wonder that for long. Within a second, before the cocktail was even poured, he took my hand and led me around the bar once more. It thrilled me to the core, knowing he needed me just as badly as I did him. I’d kind of assumed I was just a notch on his bed post, whereas I didn’t really live that life, so it was truly butterfly inducing to know he was all wound up for me as well. He took me in to the storeroom once more, and as soon as we were in the dimmer lights, everything kicked up a notch. He had his arms hooked around my waist in a familiar manner and those delicious lips of his on mine once more before I could even blink. Holy hell, thankGodI was here. I would’ve exploded if I didn’t get to feel this man once more.
Eagerly, my inexperienced hands went right in for the kill. I needed to hold him, to feel him. All the sexy dreams I’d had about Brandon involved me stroking his thick, throbbing erection. Giving him a little of the pleasure he had me. I was sure I couldn’t compare. He was mind blowing, but I desired to try. I fiddled with his zipper as the kissing intensified, trying my hardest to dampen down the trembling for long enough to tug it down. Not the easiest challenge, but eventually I made it. His trousers prized open and slid downward, I yanked his boxers out the way, and finally I got hold of his steely rod.
Oh…my!
I nearly lost my head. Fucking hell, he was massive. What was I going to do with him…? And, more importantly, what was he going to do withme?
“You are something else,” he groaned, his words vibrating in my ears. “I need tofeelyou, Christine. I can’t help it. I have to have you.”
That was it.
Those words shut off any rational thought. I wasn’t capable of saying a word. Instead, I became a slave to the sensations. With my back now up against the wall, I continued to stroke Brandon’s cock, just because I couldn’t get enough of him, while he edged my panties down quickly. Thankfully, I didn’t hear any tearing sounds this time, so maybe I’d be able to wear them home. Not that Brandon was done with undressing me yet. He hooked his hands underneath the hem line of my dress to fling it up over my head. My confidence soared once more with his desire-filled eyes eating me up whole. He groaned, half in ecstasy, half in agony as I dragged him back to crash against me. I didn’t even have the time I needed to fully get him naked. I had an itch he ached to scratch.
“Let me take you,” he cried out as I slipped him between my legs. “My God, I need to have you.”
He fisted up my hair in balls as he finally slipped inside of me, filling me up magnificently. I was breathless, speechless from the very first thrust. I’d never been taken like this before; he knew how to use every damn inch of his powerful length. Every thrust was more powerful than the last—I was surprised the wall continued to hold me up. He managed to hit all the right spots as he did, turning my brain off completely. Again, I found myself in this small storeroom, screaming with pleasure so loudly I truly didn’t care who might be out there listening. My nails dug in to this man’s shoulders; my ass banged hard against the wall as he pumped harder and faster. Brandon’s groans of pleasure shot right through my body until he dragged me under the waters of pleasure with him, drowning me in what felt like an endless orgasm.
How the hell did he do this? How was everything he did so expert? It was wild. No wonder I was head over heels addicted to this man. I didn’t even give a shit if that was a sign of me ‘not being street smart’—this feeling waseverything.
Our lips crashed together once more, we swallowed up one another’s screams, clinging on to one another as if we were the only two people left on the planet. In this gorgeous bliss, that could have quite honestly been the truth and I wouldn’t have minded. I didn’t need anyone else but him. My God, I could survive on this sensation alone if I had to. It was just so freaking incredible.
I knew my schedule was about to heat up like crazy once my college classes started, but I had a feeling that I was going to have to sneak in some time for Brandon. To blow off some steam and to feel likethisagain. I needed to feel like this again…