Chapter Six – Rebekah

What am I doing? What the hell is happening here? This is absolutely crazy… but I can’t stop!

Bryn is kissing me, his lips are on mine, and his hands are on my hips and it feels truly amazing. The small bubble of chemistry that I felt around him before has erupted into a volcano. Lava is everywhere and I can’t control it. It’s flowing violently, swimming around us, drowning us in the most incredible sensations ever…

But then the doors ping open and me and Bryn jumps apart as if we’ve been electrocuted. We’re panting, staring at one another with wide, shocked eyes. It’s clear that neither of us were expecting this and we don’t know what to do now. It’s very lucky that there isn’t anyone around because it would be utterly obvious. Even more so when I press my fingers to my passion bruised lips, gasping as a shiver races up and down my spine.

I need him to make a move, I can’t even shift my limbs, I’m so frozen to the spot. It’s crazy, I feel like I might well have lost my damn mind. But the most powerful sensation is need. I want him. I want Bryn more than I’ve ever wanted anyone before. All the fantasies that I’ve had about him might well come to life now… but I don’t know how. We can’t exactly ride up and down in this elevator until we’ve had sex, even if I would do that right now to be with him. I would do absolutely anything. I hope he can see the desperation in my eyes. I haven’t ever been like this before, I’ve enjoyed sex in the past but I haven’t ever felt so damn needy like this. It’s insane. It’s the chemistry, it has to be. It’s the intense sizzling chemical reaction that he brings out in me.

“Give me your hand,” Bryn eventually pleads quietly with me. “Here, give me your hand.”

I do it without hesitation. I extend my hand to him and enjoy the sheer warmth of his skin makes the butterflies grow so large that they were more like eagles. I don’t know where he’s taking me but it hardly matters. He walks and I feel myself stumble a little behind him. My feet are barely touching the floor, I’m practically flying. I can’t seem to stop making a fool out of myself when it comes to Bryn however hard I try, but it hasn’t made any difference. He was the one who made the first mood. He definitely wants to kiss me… and maybe more.

Eventually, we reach a door and Bryn tentatively pulls the door open. He peers his head around drags me in. It’s an office of some sort, although I can’t be certain because I can’t drink any of it in. I’m not aware of anything but him. He’s consumed every inch of my brain until there’s no room for anything else. Then, he locks the door behind us and everything becomes even more heightened. I become acutely aware of every single inch of my body, and it all feels like I’m on fire. A match has been lit underneath me and I’m flaming with excitement.

Bryn has this look in his eye, it’s a hooded, dark desire which makes me shudder. My gaze is fixed upon him as he walks towards me, I’m locked in place, completely as his whim. Then he swoops his arm around me in a very smooth move and he dips his head down and he presses his lips back down to mine. His moves are gentle at first, soft and sweet, making my heart race like crazy. His kiss makes me feel special, I don’t feel like I’m on the edge of a very long list like I would with James. I don’t know Bryn, but I don’t think he would use me.

This time the kiss is leading somewhere and I can feel it the moment he starts tugging at my cheerleader top. His fingers are hungrily all over the material, he’s desperate to get underneath, and as his mouth moves from mine and he kisses all over my neck and collar bone, that’s what I want as well. I lift my arms up, making it easy to remove, and as it flies over my head his mouth finds my cleavage. Bryn fiddles behind my back, trying to get my bra off, and thankfully it isn’t long until it pops free and my breasts bounce in his face.

“Oh, God,” Bryn groans desperately in a voice that turns me on. “Rebekah, you are incredible.”

I love the way that my name flies off his tongue, it makes me feel phenomenal, there’s no feeling like it. I grab onto his head running my hands through his silky hair while he cups one of my breasts and he takes the other one in his mouth. He rolls his tongue over my nipple, tugging and teasing with his teeth. I can hardly breathe, I’m buzzing absolutely everywhere, my insides are all tight as Bryn sends me on my way to heaven.

Eventually, Bryn removes his hand from my breast and he lightly trails it up the hyper sensitive skin of my thigh, past the short pleated skirt which is a standard part of the cheerleader costume. My eyes fall closed and my head lolls to one side in pure ecstasy. My core pulses for him, I want him to feel how hot and wet he has me, I need him to know that he has me. Right now, I belong solely to him. All I want is to feel Bryn Whitting.

“Oh, fuck,” he groans into my neck as he lightly brushes the outline of my panties. He must be able to tell already. Plus, my hips won’t stop rolling towards him, so there’s not much I can do about that. I’ve lost control of what I do. As his fingers edge around the elastic, I push myself more into him. “Oh, God you feel so good.”

He runs his velvety finger up and down my slit, causing me to make a guttural sound that I’ve never heard myself do before. There’s something about his touch that makes me jolt with a wonderful, blissful shock. It’s the lightest brush, he barely even touches my clit, but I can feel myself being driven towards the edge of passion. Pleasure circles and darts through me, making my veins fizz and pop with desire. Then, when he pushes one of those incredible fingers all the way inside of me I think I might lose my freaking mind.

“Oh, shit, oh, Bryn. Oh my God!” It’s almost as if I’ve forgotten that we’re in a public place, the cries falling out of my mouth are much too loud. There’s a part of my brain that’s acutely aware of that, but it makes no difference. Rational thought has disconnected completely, I’m a slave to the sensations.

I wrap my arms tightly around Bryn’s neck so he can hold me in place while he slips yet another finger in. I don’t have anything to lean against and the way he’s making me feel right now I could quite easily fall to the ground. My knees are threatening to buckle already, there’s a tremble all the way down to my ankles.

Bryn continues to plunge his fingers in and out of my while he uses my thumb to brush against my clit. I’m soaring, I think I can see stars, I’m about to lose myself completely. This isn’t like me at all, I never act like this!

“S… stop,” I stammer. “B… Bryn, I need… I need you to stop.”

Bryn steps back from me and he cocks his head towards me to give me a confused look. I don’t want him to stop completely, I actually want more of him but I don’t know how to vocalize that, so I show him instead. I seductively slip my panties down, I tug them from my ankle and toss them to one side, then I reach forwards and I pull at the waist band of his shorts all with my gaze firmly fixed on his eyes the entire time. I want him to see just what he’s doing to me. We’re here now, for a reason, and I want that to happen. I fucking need him.

As his shorts fall down and his boxers slip down too, I see the most impressive looking erection spring free. He’s thick and pulsing, larger than any cock I’ve ever seen before, and he’s rock hard just for me. My eyes almost bug out of my head as I realized I made that happen. That’s how much he wants me… an amazing feeling.

“Come here,” I rasp, somehow managing to sound a little gravelly and maybe even sexy this time. I don’t know where that voice has come from but I want to cling onto it. “I want you.”

Luckily for me, he doesn’t need to be asked twice. His body slams into mine so hard that I fall back onto the desk behind me. Maybe I should worry about who’s it is, but I don’t. Instead, I settle on the table and I part my thighs, inviting him in. There’s a pained expression on Bryn’s face which vanishes into a blank one while he teases my entrance. I can feel the tip of him brushing against my wetness, and fuck I need more.

I perch myself on the edge of the desk and wrap my hands around his neck once more. Bryn leans forwards, grips onto the edge of the wood and finally thrusts his way into me. As he does I feel a deep satisfaction all the way to my womb. I toss my head back, relishing the feeling as he pushes himself in and out.

“More,” I beg, barely able to breathe as I get the words out. “I need more.”

His knuckles turn white because he’s gripping onto the edge of the desk so hard while he picks up the pace. My heart in thundering so painfully against my rib cage I fear it might burst free at any given moment, and there’s a powerful storm brewing in the pit of my stomach. It’s a hot pool of bliss, building, growing, becoming something all consuming. A tingling starts at the tips of my toes and it slowly creeps up and up through my body, getting stronger with each and every thrust. Bryn’s groans are doing it for me too, making me feel amazing.

I look into Bryn’s eyes as he drives me to the edge, I want to see him as the ocean waves crash over me. I want to drink in and savor every single second of this moment. The depths of his eyes are intense, it’s more than just a plain brown. The closer I look the more I can see gorgeous flecks of gold in there too…

And then I tumble and I fall head first into the deep abyss of pleasure. I cry out with joy, my hips fly off the table, but luckily Bryn is there to catch me. There isn’t just a clenching at my core, it’s all over my body, I’m spasming, writhing, bucking, completely falling apart. Every scrap of me is being drained from me and it feels wonderful. This moment is amazing, but it’s the happiest I’ve ever been. I want to grab onto it, to make it last forever, to enjoy it for the rest of my life.

As the orgasm claims Bryn too, I crash my mouth hard into his, swallowing up his screams. While he kisses me during his most vulnerable moment, I feel the depth of our bond growing. There really is something incredible between us and I have a funny feeling that it might grow into something new and wonderful. I cannot wait to see what the future holds for us.