Chapter 10

Brandon

The week started, and I found myself caught up in things at the office. I worked long hours and liked that. I made a shit ton of money and was good at my job. Before now, I hadn’t had any major distractions in my life. Sex was just in the moment and I forgot about it once I was alone again.

I found myself thinking about Alicia throughout the week. I knew that she was busy painting for the show and customers that ordered custom work, but we sent a text now and then. It would have been so easy to sleep with another woman that I knew casually or met at a bar with my friends. I had done that effortlessly in the past.

I didn’t want to now. I was horny as much as before, but I handled it myself in the shower. The memories of Alicia made that easy to do, and we flirted over the phone at night. I spoke to her more than any other woman in my life apart from my mother or sister. In this case, I couldn’t talk about Alicia and pretended that I was still playing the field.

I knew that Mom spoke to Alicia regularly. She kept that subject out of most of our conversations being that I didn’t know any of her clients before this. I just knew that she was especially close to Alicia and had taken her under her wing. My sister was also a big fan of Alicia and they had lunch together every couple week when they could both take a break.

Every time I talked to them, I wanted to ask about their thoughts on Alicia. I wanted to know if they liked her as someone to be my match, but I ruined my reputation with the family with all of my casual dating. They didn’t trust me to be serious and treat someone well, making that obvious in sarcasm and passive aggressive comments. It was strange to have your family love with all of their hearts while they didn’t trust you.

At this moment, it was fucked up to me. Alicia seemed to be welcoming to the idea of getting to know me. I was loving learning about her. We just couldn’t share any of that with anyone else.

By the end of the second week, I was dying to feel Alicia again. I grabbed some take out and called to see if she was home. She was, and my cock was hard when I told her I needed to see her, and she told me to hurry over. I did, parking on the street and using the code to enter the building. I saw the redhead from my first visit leaving in an outfit that suggested she was going to a club and she looked me over. I smiled and nodded as I walked to the stairs, hearing her laughter in the foyer of the building.

I knocked on Alicia’s door and waited impatiently for her to open it. The knob twisted, and she looked out at me with a smile and what looked like a skimpy dress. It wasn’t as bright as usual, and she ushered me in as I took a slow look around. The loft was lit with candles tonight and it looked amazing with the lights of the city through the window. Alicia led me to the kitchen, helping me with the food before she kissed me. I slipped my arms around her, feeling her soft, hot skin under my hands as our tongues danced together.

She tasted like cherries and wine and I sucked her lower lip between my teeth. Her hair was curled down her back and I traced the think silk of whatever it was that she was wearing. “Jesus. You taste like sin.” I murmured as she slipped her hands into my hair. I missed her more than I realized.

“Missed you,” she murmured as she looked at me in the warm glow of the candles scattered about the room. “I needed a break from painting, so this is perfect.”

“Has it been going well?” I asked as she nodded, loosening my shirt from my slacks as I grinned at her.

“How was work?” She asked, scratching down my back as bumps formed over my skin.

“Busy as fuck. I need some food and a beer… and you.” I murmured, claiming her mouth with mine again. We kissed for several moments, touching as our mouths reacquainted themselves with one another all over again. Alicia suggested that we take the food to bed and work up an appetite and I grabbed bags while she took some beers from the fridge.

The bedroom was lit by some amber lamp on the table and I looked around. I could see better in here and took in her short dress with a plunging neckline. It ended at her thighs and I whistled as the sight of the garter belt on her legs.

“Damn, woman.” I growled as she sat at the edge of the bed and chuckled throatily. “Did you get hotter in the last two weeks or something?”

“If a lack of sleep does that, then yes. By all means.” She uncapped the beers and I joined her on the bed, clinking my bottle to hers. I took a long sip as something twisted in my stomach at the sight of her smile. I kissed her to push it away but need took over and before too long, I was half naked with my slacks undone and hanging low. I was keeping her hot little number on as long as possible as I kissed all over her body. I memorized her taste and the sounds she made, nipping and licking as she writhed under me. I slipped the dress off and sucked her nipple hungrily, burying my hand between her legs where she was bare.

She was soaked, and I circled her clit with one finger as she dug her nails into my hair. I teased her until she was at the edge and then slowly slipped two fingers inside. She arched her back, and I focused on her other nipple as I dragged my fingers over her sensitive spot. “Brandon,” she moaned as I watched her wriggle under my touch. I brought her to the brink again, kissing down her body as she cursed me for tormenting her. I spread her legs open and felt her still as I breathed against her sweet pussy. I slowly licked her, torturing slow as she reached for me. That was when I let her come. My tongue was buried inside of her and my thumb rubbing her clit as she screamed for me. I focused on drinking her in as she came in waves, rocking and gripping me tightly.

When she finally stilled, I pulled back and kicked my pants off. I learned early on that I loved fucking her once she came on my tongue. I moved quickly, positioning myself between her legs and driving myself in. She let out a haggard cry as her body naturally pumped against me feeling so tight and wet that I knew I wouldn’t last the first time. I was moving hard and fast, marveling at the way she felt when realization set in.

“Baby. I forgot a condom. Fuck.” I moaned as I looked into her eyes. She looked like she needed this as much as I did and caught her breath.

“Are you clean?” She asked, and I nodded. I was always careful. I’d had a test done recently after knowing that I was going to be exclusive with Alicia.

“So am I. I’m also on the pill and have been for years.” She assured me, and we stared at each other for a moment. I pulled back and rocked forward, crying out with her as we gave in to our lust. I came just as she did, and we moaned as our bodies locked together. I dropped my face into her neck, breathing heavily as the release rocked through me.

We were both quiet as we recovered. I stayed over her, inside of her. When I finally pulled out, I went to get a cloth from the bathroom located next to the bedroom to clean her up. Alicia watched me with serious eyes, looking flushed and sated.

“Thank you.” She told me as I started opening the containers of food. I was feeling something too strong to convey and needed the distraction of dinner. Alicia shrugged into a baggy t-shirt and we sat on the bed together. We made small talk about the week as we ate carefully, finishing the beer.

We decided to stay in bed and watch a movie on her TV that was on a small wooden dresser. I made sure the candles were out before settling on the bed with her, sipping beer as we cuddled. It felt good, but something was unsettled inside of me as I stroked her skin, pretending I was paying attention to the movie. It was something newer that I’d never seen but I rarely took time to enjoy such things. Tonight, was no different, and I blinked as Alicia shifted in my arms.

“Are you tired?” She asked as I looked down at her. She was stunning.

“Probably a bit. Long week and all.” I responded, kissing her hair. She’d removed the garters for the sake of comfort and only had a tiny pair of underwear on under the shirt now.

“Sleep. I’ll watch over you.” She promised as I stared into her eyes.

“First, I want to feel you again.” I cupped her face after moving around and kissed her softly. I fucked her before but wanted it slow and sweet this time. She kissed me back, moving to my lap as I pulled her closer. I lifted the shirt over her head and dragged my fingers over her skin as she settled herself over me, sliding down as we both moaned. She moved slow but took me deep, dropping her head back as I leaned in to kiss her skin. She felt amazing taking me like this and I gripped her ass as I watched the part where we were joined together.

Alicia came a bit before I did and cried out my name. I joined her, holding her still as the release rocked through both of us. She rested her head against me and breathed deeply, inhaling our scent. We both settled in bed after I cleaned her up and she drifted off to sleep easily. I watched her, wondering what was happening here as I stroked her hair back from her face. Something was happening here, and it scared me. It felt different more than anything ever had before this.

I woke up before Alicia the following morning to the sound of my phone chiming. I blinked at her and reached to the floor to dig it out of my pants, checking the screen. It was a text from one of the guys and I swiped the screen to read it. They wanted to do an impromptu trip to Atlantic City in Jackson’s jet and planned to leave by noon.

I glanced at Alicia, watching her sleep peacefully. Being here was nice but something inside of me was restless. I hadn’t gone anywhere with the guys for a while and it might do me some good.

I moved quietly once I told them I’d go. I wrote Alicia a note telling her that I had a last-minute business trip and didn’t want to wake her, setting it on my pillow. I made sure that I had everything and left quietly, locking the door behind me.

I knew this was a shit move and weak on my part. I knew that Alicia deserved more from me. I just didn’t know how to give it to her right now.