by L. P. Dover
Brett’s smile slowly faded as he moved closer to me and I could feel the energy spark between us and the heat emanating off his body. His gaze lowered to my mouth, staring at me with a hunger in his eyes that sent a shiver through my veins even though I was sweating. He pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth and slowly closed the distance between our bodies. When his lips touched mine, it was a light, simple graze that had more feeling in it than the possessive kiss that he bestowed upon me in the elevator the night before.
His large, warm hands came up and gently cupped my face as he deepened the kiss. I melted into him and leaned into his touch willingly as his tongue danced along with mine. He growled low in his throat and that one sound did me in; I was starved for his touch and he knew it.
In one quick move, Brett was on his feet with my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. Getting us away from the edge of the boat, he carried me to the middle where he laid me down gently on one of my towels I had sprawled out from earlier. Brett cuddled to my side and draped a leg in between mine while leaning on his elbow, looking down at me.
“You are so beautiful,” he breathed, running his finger along my jaw down to my collarbone. “Do you know how hard it is to see you like this and keep my restraint? I’ve wanted to touch you and take you on this boat since the first second we got on here.”
Sighing, I lowered my gaze to his hard, tanned chest and ran my fingers along his smooth skin. “Is that all you want from me, Brett? You can be honest with me you know. I don’t play games and I don’t like for people to play them with me, but I have to know what you want out of this.”
Brett smiled and traced his finger over my lips. “I don’t play games either, Melissa. Look, last night after you left I went to talk to Korinne. I think we talked for almost two hours about you.”
I gasped and covered my face with my hands. “Oh hell, what did you two talk about? Please tell me it was nothing embarrassing? Korinne has a habit with spilling that kind of stuff.”
Brett took my hands away from my face and guffawed, throwing his head back. “No nothing like that. She told me stories of you two growing up and how inseparable you were. When I called you firecracker last night I had no idea that you were really a firecracker growing up.” He laughed again and sat up, gazing down at me still lying on the deck of the boat. “Korinne told me that you were one of the smartest kids in school and that you were actually valedictorian of your graduating class. That’s impressive. I’ll admit, I was a smart kid, but I didn’t come close to that honor.”
I waved him off. “It wasn’t that big of a deal. I loved learning and reading books. Why do you think I became a teacher?”
“That’s the thing,” he piped in. “There were so many other fields you could’ve gone into, but you chose teaching. A job that you have to put a lot of time and effort into and not get the benefits. It takes a very special and dedicated person to want to be a teacher when they aren’t appreciated enough.”
That was true. However, I loved teaching, and planned on doing it for the rest of my life. “It’s true,” I admitted. “Teachers aren’t appreciated or respected the way they should be, but it’s something I always wanted to do. Do you like your job?”
He nodded. “Love it. Plus, I make really good money building houses. I always loved drawing as a kid, so I decided to put it to good use.”
We sat in silence for a minute just staring at each other. His gaze softened when he said, “Do you want to know what else Korinne told me that really made me see what kind of person you truly are on the inside?”
When I nodded curiously, he continued, “Korinne told me about the time you found her dog dead in the backyard, and since she was too heartbroken to do anything, you buried it yourself and had a little funeral for him. She even cried when she told me the story.”
I sighed and lowered my voice, “Oh yeah, that was a terrible day. She was so upset over her dog and it broke my heart. Her parents were at work, and I just couldn’t leave her dog alone there like that.”
Brett traced my cheek with his finger and slowly grazed it down my neck to my chest. “She also told me about the time when you were both in high school and how when she didn’t make the cheerleading team you turned down your position to join even though it was the one thing you wanted to do more than anything.”
“Oh, Kori,” I whispered to myself, gazing up at the blue sky. “What am I going to do with you?”
To Brett, I said, “We were two peas in a pod back then. We did everything together and I didn’t want me making the squad come between that. As much as I wanted to be a cheerleader, her friendship and the time I spent with her meant more.”
“So you see,” Brett began, lowering himself over my body. “Your heart is pure. I could see it that night I met you and I can see it now. I haven’t met another woman like you, Melissa. I want to see where this leads because I know we have something here. No games, no lies … just truth and honesty. I want you to know me just like I want to know you.”
He pushed his knee between my legs and I opened for him, letting him settle his weight and his growing erection against my body. Propping himself on his elbows, he gazed down at me with sincere yet lust-filled eyes. “Let me in, Melissa. I need you to let me in and not hold back.”
Brett leaned down and grazed his teeth along the side of my neck, making me whimper. His lips felt hot against my already scorching skin from the blazing sun and his body blanketing mine. “Will you let me touch you?” he asked, trailing his hand over the bare mound of my breast.
Moaning, I arched my back to get closer to the feel of his hand and a deep chuckle vibrated in his chest. “Is that a yes?” he teased.
“Yes,” I breathed. “Touch me.”
Not wasting another second, he cupped my heavy breast and massaged it with his large hand, rolling my nipple through my top with his fingers. It’d been so long since I’d felt a man’s touch and it instantly made my core tighten and throb. Lifting my bathing suit top, he exposed my bare chest and lowered his dark head to nuzzle my nipple. He flicked it with his tongue, making me squirm beneath him.
“You like that?” he growled, doing it again. Before I could answer, he latched on and bit me with his teeth.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, bucking underneath him. As his mouth did wonders on my breasts, his hands had a different idea. Slowly, Brett skimmed his fingers across my bare stomach and down to my bottoms where he untied the strings. Still on top of me, he pushed my thighs farther apart and reached between my legs, thrusting one long finger inside of me.
Gasping, my muscles clenched around his finger, so he slowly slid another one in. Groaning, he bit my nipple again, making me hiss with the sudden pain, before licking and massaging the teeth marks. “I want you so bad, Melissa. You are so fucking wet right now and all I want to do is be with you the way we were once before. It was the closest connection I’d ever had to anyone.”
Moving his hips against mine it gave off the illusion of us having sex, and in my mind we were, but it was with his fingers inside of me instead of his cock. “I’m going to make you come, firecracker. Just … like … this.” Picking up his speed, he also added in another finger, pushing and thrusting. Grabbing him by the shoulders, I pulled him down to my lips. My cries of passion were hushed by his domineering takeover of my mouth and tongue as he sucked and licked. Using his thumb to rub my clit along with his thrusts had me falling over the edge almost immediately.
Closing my eyes, I tilted my head back as I screamed out in pleasure. Brett closed his mouth over mine to muffle the cries and continued rubbing my clit until the aftershocks wore off, my body jerking as they died down. Breathing heavily, I opened my eyes to see him staring hungrily into my glowing face.
“You are so sexy when you come. I almost came just watching you.” He sat up and helped me fix my top before pulling me to my feet. Glancing around, I was happy that no one had gotten close to our boat to see what we were doing. I noticed
Brett was still hard and protruding out of his shorts, but when I tried to run my hands over him he backed away.
Frowning, I placed my hands on my hips. “Why won’t you let me touch you?”
Brett took my face in his hands and kissed my frown. “Believe me, I want you to touch me, but if you remember correctly I don’t do things light and gentle when I want something really bad. My boat will be at the bottom of the lake if I let you take me to that place.”
Biting my lip, I was tempted to just attack him, but I had to respect his wishes. “Then when?” I asked, breathless. “When can I touch you? I’m dying to feel you inside me.” There, I said it. Even though I wanted to keep my distance, there was no way I could deny the feelings I had.
His eyes went wide and he groaned, placing his forehead to mine. “You do know what you just agreed to, don’t you?” he asked, pulling me to the back of the boat. He sat down in the seat by the steering wheel and started up the engine.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I sat down on his lap, his erection hard against my ass. “Yes, I know,” I whispered. “I can’t wait any longer. I think you will find that patience is not one of my virtues.”
“Same here, baby, but I know I would wait for you.” Brett kissed the back of my neck and started us on the forty-five minute trek back to the dock. “As soon as I get you home I’m going to wrap those legs of yours around my waist and take you like I’ve been dying to for the past three months.”
I smiled. “What about teaching me how to drive your Jeep? Did you forget about that? You said you were going to teach me after we got done on the lake.”
Gripping my hips, he moved me across his still hard cock. “Sorry, firecracker, but that’s just going to have to wait. I’m sure you understand.”
Oh yes, I understand. I understood perfectly well.
Six
We got to my house a little faster than was necessary, and I couldn’t help but keep my eyes glued to Brett the whole time. The way he shifted the gears, and the way his muscles worked as he drove his Jeep lit my insides on fire. My heart beat a million times a minute the moment I stepped out of his vehicle and headed for the front door. Brett followed close to my side and put his hand on the small of my back.
Just that simple touch had my breath coming out in pants by the time we reached the door. The second I turned the key in the lock and opened it, Brett was on me in an instant. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he kicked the door closed before pushing me into the wall. The mirror rattled beside my head and I was afraid it was going to fall, but his heated kisses possessing my mouth took all thought away and I didn’t care.
Brett grabbed my thighs and lifted me up in his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. He was right when he said he was going to get my legs around his body. His stiff cock was pressed against my core, and while he still had me up against the wall he kissed and licked my lips as he pushed into me.
“Where’s your room?” he all but growled against my ear.
When I could find my breath, I was able to manage one word, “Upstairs.”
Still holding me in his arms, he deftly made his way to the stairs. As soon as we hit the first step, he ripped my tank top off my body and threw it over the banister as he ascended to the second floor.
“It’s the second door on the right,” I breathed, moaning when he bit my neck. Untying my bathing suit top he let it fall to the floor when we reached my bedroom door. Once inside, he crushed me to the bed and immediately removed his shirt. His hot skin felt like an inferno against my own bare flesh. Once his shorts were removed, along with mine, we were both naked and in a tangled heap on my king size bed.
When Brett settled his body between mine, he looked down at me from above, his sensual gray eyes uncertain. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? I don’t want you to feel like I’m pushing you into something.”
Taking his face in my hands, I lifted my head and placed a soft kiss to his lips. “I’m ready … I promise. I want to do this.”
Releasing my hair from its tie, Brett ran his fingers through my auburn tresses and smoothed it over my pillow. “If we do this, Melissa, then you’re mine. I don’t want anyone else but you, do you understand?”
“Yes,” I breathed. “I understand.”
Closing his eyes, Brett entered me slowly and moaned while pushing steadily inside me, claiming me. Gasping at the fullness of his cock stretching my body, I tightened my grip around his waist.
“Are you okay?” he asked, gently pulling out.
“Oh yeah,” I muttered, bucking my hips against his groin. “I’m just getting warmed up.”
His deep chuckle made me smile. “Glad to hear it, firecracker.” Thrusting back into me, he picked up his pace as my core grew wetter and wetter with each passing moment. His gaze stayed on mine the entire time he pumped into me, and never once did it stray. It was extremely intimate and yet it left me feeling exposed, and somewhat nervous. What if he hurts me?
As if he could sense my change in mood, he slowed his pace to a gentle, sensual rhythm. “I know that look, Melissa. But you have to know that I’m not going to hurt you. You’re mine now, and I take care of what’s mine. You have to trust me.”
“I’ll try,” I whispered. “More than anything I will try.”
He nodded solemnly and continued on in his slow rhythm of tender lovemaking. Our tryst started out possessively and wild, but had turned into something much deeper … way deeper. I felt the connection open up as Brett linked his heart to mine with his gentle caresses.
“Please don’t hurt me,” I pleaded. “I’m not a weak woman, but if I let you in you better not screw up.”
Brett kissed my lips and nuzzled my nose with his. “I promise, baby, but the same goes for you as well. I’m not the only one that could screw up in this relationship.”
Thrusting deeper, he had me arching off the bed with a loud moan echoing throughout the room before I could even answer. “I promise,” I stated truthfully.
“Good,” he growled. “Now it’s time I show you what real lovemaking is like.”
For the next few hours, Brett teased and touched my body in more ways than I knew possible. When I fell asleep in his arms I had no clue if he’d be there in my bed when I woke up the next morning. I was just hoping and praying that I didn’t make a mistake.
Seven
The light filtering in through the window woke me up at precisely seven o’clock in the morning like it always did. Before I could open my eyes to that light, I could already tell I was going to find the spot beside me empty. I felt no warmth from another body or his presence in the room. My heart deflated and I tried to keep the burn from forming the tears behind my eyes.
Lying cocksucker. Why was I so stupid to believe he would stay?
My body was tired and my sex was sore from the hours that Brett spent taking what he wanted from me. Angry, I opened my eyes and climbed out of bed, staggering to the bathroom and turning on the shower water. I had to wash his scent off my body because if I spent another moment smelling it I was going to scream. As soon as the water was ready, I jumped in and scrubbed every single surface of my body, trying desperately to cleanse away any trace of Brett Walker.
“Why the hell was I so stupid to believe him?” I snapped angrily at myself.
“So stupid to believe who?”
Gasping, I threw back the shower curtain. Standing there, with his arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face, was Brett.
“You scared the shit out of me,” I hissed. “Don’t you know how to knock?”
He lifted an eyebrow. “I didn’t think I’d have to since you already thought I wasn’t here. Seriously, Melissa, did you not understand me at all last night?”
Feeling stupid and embarrassed, I shut the shower curtain and grumbled to myself. I jumped to conclusions and I knew I shouldn’t have, and now I had to face him. “Are you not going to answer me?” he demanded.
When I didn’t answer him, the shower curtain
pulled back hastily. Entering the warm spray of water was Brett, naked and gloriously erect. I stepped back and averted my gaze, not wanting to see his accusatory stare. Grasping my chin, he gently tilted it up to look into his hurt tinged eyes.
“I think you need to know a few things about me before we continue here.” His voice was rough and laced with anger. “One, when I say something I mean it. You’ll come to learn that quickly the more time you spend with me. When I say I’m going to be here I will be here, so don’t ever doubt me; I don’t like it. Two, I’ve been burned before, way harder than you could imagine, and I’m still pained with what I went through and what I’ve seen so don’t for once think you’re the only one who’s been hurt here.”
Brett looked away with a haunted expression marring his sculpted face. I could feel the pain he was talking about flowing from his body to mine, and it hurt. “What happened to you?” I asked forlornly. “You can tell me.”
Sighing, Brett shrugged and shook his head. He kissed me gently on the lips and helped wash the soap off my body, lingering more at the area between my legs. “It’s not important right now. All I wanted you to know is that I’m not going to hurt you. The sooner you realize that the sooner we can move on and enjoy our time together.” He was keeping something from me and I could feel it. One way or another, I was going to find out what happened to him. If I was willing to tell him things about me, then he needed to do the same.
Turning off the water, Brett grabbed two towels off the rack and folded one around me before tucking one around his waist, hiding the length of him that was still pulsing with desire. My lips turned down into a pout and he guffawed. “You’ll see more of me later, firecracker, but our breakfast is getting cold. I didn’t spend all morning making you a meal just to have it ruined.”
My eyes went wide. “You cook?”
The smile on his face lit up the room. “Of course I can cook. Breakfast is my specialty, and anything cooked on the grill. Other than that you’re on your own.”
