Chapter Seventeen

Brad

Her lying next to me in bed was like a dream come true. I had been fantasizing about this exact moment for weeks. Now that I was here, I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to wake up next to her every day, and now I had to convince her she wanted the same. It wasn’t going to be easy. I had fucked up and had to work hard to prove to her I wasn’t the same guy I was eleven years ago. I had changed, grown up. I could see what was right in front of me, and I didn’t want to take advantage of it ever again.

Last night had been absolutely amazing. I knew she had a good time. I couldn’t remember ever being with a woman who had been as responsive as Mia. In fact, Mia had nearly killed me. Even thinking about how wet she had been last night made me hard.

She looked like she was dead to the world. I had ridden her pretty hard last night. I wanted her to rest, because if she was willing, I was going to fuck her hard again today—all day and all night.

I managed to remove myself from her bed without waking her. I wanted to do something grand to prove to her how serious I was about sticking around. I headed into the living room and strolled around, once again taking in the amazing view. I was feeling a little stir-crazy. Without the gym or the beach, I felt like a caged cat. The day spent walking around the city had been awesome, but I wanted to get in some real stretching.

I pushed her couch back and moved the coffee table to the other side of the room. I dropped down and did a hundred pushups before rolling to my back and doing a hundred crunches. I yanked my shirt off and stripped off my sweats so I was down to just my boxer briefs before I moved to do some planks. It wasn’t exactly a good cardio workout, but it was good enough.

I smirked. Last night I had gotten in plenty of cardio.

Next, I did some floor work, feeling the burn and loving it. Now I could feel Mia’s eyes on me as I dropped down to finish my last set of burpees. I turned to look at her, daring her to comment.

“What are you doing?” she asked a little breathlessly.

I shrugged. “Getting a little workout in. I usually hit the gym or go surfing or something.”

She nodded. “Oh.”

“I’m going to hit the shower.” I stopped in front of her, letting her feel the heat emanating from my body. “Want to join me?”

She blushed and looked down at her feet. I grinned and slapped her ass as I walked past her. “Suit yourself. I would have lathered you from tip to top, leaving no bit untouched.”

I heard her make a choking sound and burst into laughter. I loved that she had enjoyed watching me. Mia was a cool cat, but after seeing the heat in her eyes, I knew she wasn’t completely immune to my body. I worked hard to stay in shape because I liked the way I felt and looked, but knowing Mia could appreciate all my hard work was especially satisfying.

My shower was short because I wanted to get back to Mia. I only had two days left, and I wanted to spend every minute with her, convincing her she loved me and wanted to marry me. The sex we had was not typical. I had been with plenty of women, and never had it ever been that good. I was confident she had never been so satisfied as well. She couldn’t ignore the physical connection between us. We were best friends once before; we could be again.

I found her in the kitchen.

“What are our plans for today?” I asked, walking behind her and circling her body with my arms before dropping a kiss on her neck.

She shivered against me. “I don’t have any. I do need to go see my mom. I haven’t seen her since you’ve been in town.”

“Perfect. Your mom is great. I’d love to see her,” I said, dropping my arms and going to take a seat at the kitchen table.

She spun around, her mouth open in surprise. “What?”

I shrugged. “Let’s go see your mom.”

“That wasn’t exactly what I had in mind,” she said.

I smiled. “Too bad. It’s what I have in mind.”

She growled but called her mom anyway. I listened as they made arrangements to meet for a late brunch. I looked at the clock and realized we had a good hour before we had to leave the condo. I knew exactly how I wanted to pass the time.

“There. Happy now?” she said, putting the phone on the table.

I grabbed her and yanked her down to my lap, forcing her to straddle me in the chair. “Now I am. But I could be even happier,” I said with a grin.

She blushed, and I gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

She wiggled against me. I quickly stopped her movement by putting my hands on her hips and pulling her forward.

“Keep doing that and things are going to get messy,” I said, letting her feel my erection.

I glanced at the kitchen table and then at the pretty skirt she had on.

“No,” she whispered when she picked up on what my plans were.

“It’ll be quick,” I said, leaning forward and kissing her neck. “I’ll put you on the table, lift your skirt, and pull your panties down with my teeth. This table is perfect for eating at. I want to feast on you, slowly and thoroughly,” I whispered against the sensitive skin below her ear.

She shivered against me. “Brad,” she protested.

I leaned back and looked up at her. She was blushing furiously again. I loved that she was shy. She hadn’t been the least bit shy when I was making her scream my name in ecstasy, but right here, in the light of day, she was acting like a virgin.

“Mia.” I said her name slowly. “I want you. I know you want me. I can feel the heat between us.”

Once again, her cheeks turned bright pink. “We can’t.”

I raised an eyebrow. “We can. We already have, several times, and I want to again.”

She shook her head. “We have to meet my mom.”

I nodded. “In an hour.”

“Brad, she’ll know what we did.”

I laughed. “So? Are you going to give her the dirty details?”

She shook her head, horrified. “No!”

“Then what we do stays right here in this room. I can spread you out on the table and have my way with you. Once I’m finished, you get dressed and we go eat brunch with your mom. You’ll still be wet and quivering, but I can take care of that when we’re done with breakfast,” I said.

She was chewing on her bottom lip. She was turned on. I could feel her moist heat pressed against me. All I had to do was undo my khaki shorts and I could be inside her. The thought made my dick jerk to attention. I wanted to feel her pussy sucking me dry. It had been too good last night. I would never have that kind of orgasm with another woman.

“Brad.”

“Mia.”

“Stop.”

I smirked. “Fine. I will, for now.”

She sighed in relief but didn’t make a move to climb off me or my dick. “Thank you for my birthday present,” I said, kissing her nose.

She made a strangled sound. “Stop!”

I laughed. “Don’t be embarrassed. We had great sex. Phenomenal sex. You never have to be shy around me. Although, I really like it when you blush. You’re a beautiful woman.”

She shook her head. “You’re bad.”

“I know. So bad, I’m that good.”

“We need to work on your ego.”

“Oh? What’s wrong with my ego?”

She sighed and shook her head again as if she couldn’t explain. I ran one of my hands to her ass and pulled her higher up on my lap, rubbing her crotch against my erection. Her lips parted a fraction. I knew I could make her orgasm with a little rubbing. Instead, I decided teasing would be more fun.

I moved her up and down my dick, staring into her eyes the entire time. I knew she was close when her eyes drifted close.

“Look at me,” I barked.

Her eyes popped open. My earlier intention of leaving her hungry and wanting more was forgotten. I wanted her to come, just like this, with her staring at me. I wanted to watch her face twist into sweet agony as the orgasm flooded her body.

“Are you close?” I whispered.

Her head nodded forward once.

“Do you want to ride me like this when we get back?”

Her cheeks flooded with color at my blatant suggestion.

“Mia, do you want to bounce up and down on my cock?”

Her eyes started to close again as her head dropped back.

I reached up and put my hand on the back of her head, pulling her forward so she was looking down at me. “Look at me. I want to fuck you, just like this. I want my dick buried inside you while you ride me.”

She was biting her bottom lip as she moved under her own volition. I was no longer moving her body against me. It was all her.

“That’s it, babe. Rub that clit. You’re close. Do you want me to finger you?”

Her eyes grew wide at the suggestion. She didn’t stop moving; instead, she moved faster.

The entire time our eyes were locked. If she didn’t come soon, I was going to. The rubbing against my cock was making it difficult for me to control my own response.

“Harder,” I ordered. “Faster. Come, now!”

Her body went stiff as a board, her back arching, thrusting her breasts up and out. I watched her face tense with the shocking release. I didn’t move or look away, taking in the sight of her beautiful face as she found her own sweet release.

She collapsed against my chest, and I immediately hugged her against me, stroking her hair as I rubbed her back, comforting her on the trip back down to earth. We stayed like that for several minutes. I struggled to regain my own composure. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to throw her on the table and fuck the shit out of her.

It could wait. Right now we had to go meet her mother, and I did not want to be sporting a hard-on for that occasion.