Chapter 8

Brandon

I shifted as I heard the voice, feeling the ache of stiff muscles.       

“It’s been a while since I’ve found you down here passed out on the couch.” Dad spoke, and I blinked, looking around the finished basement of the house. The massive TV was locked on the screen that kept playing when you’ve stopped watching it. I looked to my right to see my cousin Chris sleeping beside me and remembered that he wanted to watch a movie.

“I guess so.” I stretched and forced a grin to my face. “I know why now. My back is killing me.” He chucked as I sat up, listening for voices. “Is everyone still here?”

“Just his parents.” Dad nodded at Chris. “The girls said they had to get back to the city earlier than planned.” I froze at his words. I was already upset that Alicia wasn’t driving home with me and now she left early?

“They did? When did they take off?” I asked, feigning a yawn.

“Just after eight once they had coffee.” He replied cheerfully as I glanced down at my phone, pushing the screen on. It was half-past nine, and I held in the groan that was threatening to fall from my lips. “There’s some upstairs and breakfast for you, if you’re hungry.”

“I’ll be up in a second. Thanks, Dad.” I murmured, seeing him leave out of the corner of my eye. I dropped back to the soft cushions, wondering why she left so early. We were going to have breakfast together or, so I thought.

I played back the night, smiling when I remembered our shared looks and smiles. I was pissed that I didn’t make it up to her room last night and stood slowly. I headed upstairs, calling out that I was going to change into clean clothes before eating. I walked upstairs and slowed as I passed the open door to the room Alicia was staying in. I glanced in, seeing that it looked as though she’d never been there at all.

She was gone. I knew that I could get a trace of her scent from the pillows or sheets, but the bed was neatly made. I didn’t want to be that much of a psychopath. I walked into my room to change into fresh jeans and a roomy Henley, forcing myself to enjoy this last meal with my parents for this trip. I glanced at my bed and saw that it was messy, frowning as I looked it over. I wasn’t a clean freak but even I didn’t mess up a bed alone that much.

Holy shit. Someone might have used my room last night. My horn dog cousins had been known to do that in the past and I didn’t sleep in here last night. If I had come up, it wouldn’t be the first time I found one of them in here with the flavor of the night. If that was the case and Alicia didn’t see who was going into the room but rather heard them, she could think I was the one hooking up. That made sense, but I’d never do that here, particularly to her. I thought anyone was crazy to be so obvious about it during a family gathering.

I grabbed my phone from the dresser and sent a group text to the cousins to ask if anyone had used my room last night. It took until after breakfast, but John told me that he did for a bit once the night was winding down. I held in the curse and set the phone down as Mom told me about their plans for New Year Eve.

I managed to head out after breakfast, telling them I had a meeting. I actually had to find Alicia and explain what happened. I knew that it might not make any difference, but I needed to try.

There was something different about her. I wanted to fix this.

I drove into the city and headed right to her loft. I parked across the street and took a deep breath as I tried to think of what to say. I could see that there was a light on and I stepped out of my car, walking towards the building. I knew that it was a secured building and waited for someone to leave, smiling as the older man gave me a curious glance. “I have a client in the building.” I assured him as he seemed to hesitate. Even in the clothes I was wearing, I knew I could turn on the business guy.

“Are you certain? Maybe you should ring their unit.” He offered as I realized I didn’t know the number to her place. I’d have to look around.

“I’m already late and I’d rather get the lecture in person.” I tried to look somber, and he held the door. “Thank you.” He mumbled something, and I took a quick look around the foyer. I assumed that she was on the second floor based on where I had to stand to see into her apartment and ran up the steps. Once I was there, I figured out her door by the way her apartment faced the street. I stood in front of the door that was marked 2D and raised my hand to knock, feeling nervous.

I knocked, wiping my hands on my jeans. I heard movement on the other side and the door swung open, revealing a vibrant redhead that raised her brow at me.

“Not Alicia?” I asked as she shook her head and pointed to the left.

“She’s the next one. You don’t look like her type.” She told me as I shrugged.

“I’m giving it my best shot,” I offered as she took me in again.

“Good luck then.” The door closed on me and I took a deep breath. I moved to the other door and raised my hand to knock, pausing for a moment. I could walk away, and this could be over. I could forget about everything.

I heard the sound of my knuckles against wood and felt my heart skip a beat. I think it just made the decision for me. I waited for sounds of life on the other side, but it seemed so quiet. The sound of the lock opening made me jump, and I watched as she peered through the door. “I’d like to talk, Alicia.”

“You came here quickly.” Her eyes narrowed, and she tilted her head. “I never told you where I lived. How did you find me?”

“Stop,” I said gently before holding my hand up to keep her from slamming the door in my face. “I saw you come home once. That’s all. I’m not a stalker.” I decided to leave the part out about my watching her through the window.

“Why don’t you do this to the other woman? I’m done.” She pulled the door back, ready for another attempt to shut me out of her life once and for all. I was ready and took this opportunity to not only stop her but make my way inside. “Get out.”

“No. We need to talk.” I closed her door and pushed her against it, feeling desire course through me. I could see it in her eyes as well and the       idea of being alone with her settled in as my cock hardened. I claimed her mouth in a hungry kiss, pinning her to the door with my body. My hands were on either side of her hips and I pushed my growing lust against her stomach, hearing her moan.

I tasted coffee on her lips and in her mouth as her tongue danced against mine. Her arms slid around my neck and I knew that she was mine, at least for the moment. I deepened the kiss and pressed into her, feeling her move against me. I slipped my hands tighter around her body and held her there, groaning against her as she moved her head to allow me to taste her whole mouth.

I took her in with quick glances. Alicia was dressed in soft pants and a baggy shirt with her hair piled on her head in a messy knot. I moved to release it, feeling it fall to her shoulders as she scraped at my scalp with her short, gray nails. I already knew that it was paint-spattered and that she wasn’t wearing a bra, feeling her nipples tight against my shirt.

I took a chance after a few long kisses, sliding my hands under her shirt to feel her bare skin. She was hot to the touch even as she shivered, pulling away to look into my eyes. I lifted it, watching as she moved to allow me to pull it over her head. I took in her full breasts and pebbled nipples, feeling my mouth water. Alicia’s eyes were dark and needy as our gazes locked. I took that chance to remove her leggings with a glance back at the windows across the room.

“Someone could see if they really made an effort, but I don’t want to move.” Her voice was low, and I reached down to cup her ass, lifting her as I leaned down to kiss her neck. I licked and sucked as she whimpered, locking her feet around my body. I lifted her higher and covered her nipple with my mouth, sucking gently. She cried out as I drew her in deeper, feeling the need to claim her. I wanted to hear her moan without inhibition and scream my name as I buried myself inside of her.

I needed to have her alone if not just this once.

My cock was pressed against her lace covered pussy and I could feel the heat through my pants. I wanted to rip them off and plunge inside of her, feeling her grip me. I shuddered when I felt her grip the waistband, tugging gently.

She slipped to the floor as I dropped my pants, reaching into my pocket for a condom before they fell to the floor. I clutched it in my left hand as I used my right to touch her everywhere, pinching a nipple and then sliding my fingers between her legs. She was soaked for me and rocked against my hand as I stroked her clit. I teased her until she was begging for more, arching her back and spreading her legs. I moved my hand to slide a finger into her, watching her eyes close as she wrapped around me.

Alicia was so ready for me.

Once she came around my fingers, I ripped the condom open and sheathed myself. I had a strip in my wallet with hopes that this would go well, but for now I focused on Alicia’s flushed cheeks and heavy breathing. I lifted her again, moving to slide slowly into her as she let out a slow moan. We both released our vocal reactions as I let her adjust before plunging into her once again. There were moans and murmured words that echoed through the large room, making me memorize every single one. This might be the last time I had Alicia like this.

I held tight as I slipped in and out, feeling her body wrap around me. She welcomed me with her warm pussy and thrusts of her own, making me tingle within a moment or two. I knew that I was going to explode with her. We rocked together, and she dropped her head against the wall, gripping me as she let out a husky groan. I loved watching her come for me and hearing how it affected her. We’d been quiet before and now I saw all of her.

I held her as she slid to the floor, breathing heavily. “I want you in your bed.” She whispered as she nodded weakly. I lifted her into my arms and walked us to the curtain to the left of us, seeing a large bed with a low night stand beside it. I dropped her on it before stripping off my shirt, appreciating the privacy from the wall of windows.