Where I Need to Be

by Kimberly Knight

  It had been dark last night and my eyes had been closed most of the time as I enjoyed his touch; then during our shower…he was behind me.

  His tattoo was on the upper right side of his abs. While tracing my fingers over the script I read it to myself: Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

  “I’ll tell you about it when we have more time,” he said as he kneaded my right breast with his hand and lifted it enough so his tongue could swirl around my nipple. My clit began to throb while I felt moisture building between my legs.

  Releasing my breast, he slipped his hand between my legs and thrust two fingers deep inside while his thumb circled my clit. I broke our kiss to scream out in ecstasy but Brandon placed his hand over my mouth before I could let out a peep.

  “Shhhh, Ryan might hear,” he said.

  I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down with his boxers enough to release him. Wrapping my hand around his length I began stroking his erection. I felt a drop of pre-cum on the tip of his cock as I continued to stroke his hard smooth shaft while his fingers plunged deeper inside me.

  Brandon removed his fingers as he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a condom. Ripping the foil open with his teeth, he rolled the condom onto his cock. Then he lifted me up so my legs wrapped around him and slowly entered inch by inch. I buried my face in his neck and bit my bottom lip as pleasure shot through my entire body.

  My lower back slid up and down against the door as he thrust deep inside me. He cupped my ass to spread me a little wider to allow himself to go deeper. All too soon, I felt my body begin to quiver.

  With a few more thrusts my body began to shatter into a million pieces. I buried my face deeper into his neck trying to stop myself from crying out. He stilled as he found his own release while bracing himself on the door with his left hand.

  With our bodies still joined, he cupped my cheeks and placed his lips on mine once more. He gently lowered me to the ground and kissed the top of my head. Removing the condom, he tied the end and placed it in a tissue before tossing it in the small trash can I had near my desk. He began to pull up his pants as I grabbed a pair of panties from my dresser.

  “So HGTV turns you on?” I said, smirking at him.

  “No, you naked in the other room turns me on!” he replied as he swatted my butt playfully.

  We dressed and then Brandon sat on my queen size bed as he glanced around. “I like your room and especially your bed,” he said, stretching himself out on my bed set which was complete with latte colored sheets and a beige comforter with large sea green and brown chrysanthemums.

  “Thanks,” I grinned. While I did my make-up and finished getting ready, he checked some emails on his phone and made a quick phone call to Jason. When we exited my room, Ryan was still in her room getting ready. When she was finally ready, we made our way to the zoo. It was a gorgeous day and perfect to spend outdoors.

  *~*~*

  After our day at the zoo, we drove back to my house so that Ryan and I could change for dinner. Brandon said that he really enjoyed Ryan’s company and we all decided to go out to dinner. It made me happy that we were all getting along and Ryan wouldn’t be spending a Saturday night alone. I think Brandon had the same idea.

  After Ryan and I changed, we drove to Brandon’s place so he could change. With a hushed voice Ryan whispered, “Damn Spence, his place is really nice!”

  I agreed with her. I was feeling lucky; I couldn’t believe what had happened in only a few weeks.

  “You girls ready?” Brandon said as he walked down the stairs.

  We walked a few blocks to MoMo’s which was located across from AT&T Park. The Giants game was in progress across the street and on the TVs at MoMo’s. We found a three top table that was located near the bar so we could watch the game.

  Towards the end of dinner, the bar started to fill up as the Giants game ended. They had clinched the Western Division Conference and everyone was going crazy with excitement.

  As the bar started to meet capacity, I noticed Travis walk in with Misty. Great! Under the table I squeezed Ryan’s leg to get her attention.

  “What?” she asked, leaning over so only I could hear her.

  I whispered in her ear, “Travis just walked in”.

  “What? Where?” So much for being quiet about it!

  “Where’s what?” Brandon asked, joining the conversation. Just fucking great.

  “Spencer’s ex just walked in,” Ryan said, informing Brandon of our private conversation.

  All three of us were now staring at the door that Travis and Misty walked through. They walked over to the bar and started talking to people I didn’t know.

  “I’m going to go over there and give him a piece of my mind!” Ryan said as she started to stand up.

  Tugging on her arm so she couldn’t move, I said, “Oh no you don’t, I don’t want anything to do with him anymore.”

  Before I realized it, Brandon was already walking over to Travis. “Holy shit, what is he doing?” I asked Ryan in a panic.

  “Looks like he is going to go over and talk to Travis.”

  “He can’t talk to Travis! Why does he want to talk to Travis?” I felt totally panicked and I couldn’t have moved an inch if my life depended on it. I was frozen to my seat as I watched Brandon approach Travis.

  We sat there stunned as we watched the silent movie play in front of us. My heart was pounding in my chest and my palms became sweaty. In the few seconds it took Brandon to reach Travis, a million scenarios ran through my head. Then Brandon said something to Travis making him and Misty look over at us. Misty rolled her eyes at me and Brandon reached out and shook Travis’ hand. Travis looked pissed as he glanced first at me and then at Brandon and then back at me again.

  Brandon started walking back to our table smiling And Travis returned to staring at me. If looks could kill, I would be dead by the evil glare of Misty.

  When Brandon reached our table he planted a kiss on my lips, “What did you say to him?” I asked as I looked over at Travis and Misty, who were still staring.

  “I just told him thank you for being a douche bag and giving me the opportunity to treat you the way you are supposed to be treated.”

  My heart melted. I leaned over and kissed Brandon again. Leaning my face back a little I whispered, “thank you,” and kissed his lips again.

  “Ah you guys are so cute, but you’re making me jealous over here!” Ryan said with a huff.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  After dinner, we went back to Brandon’s place so he could get his car and take us home. Once we were home, Brandon walked us to the door.

  “Stay with me tonight?” I asked. He nodded and I grabbed his hand leading him to my room.

  “Night guys,” Ryan said as she went to her room.

  Quietly, I closed the door behind us. Without saying a word, I pushed Brandon on the bed so he fell on his back.

  “What are you doing?” he said as he gave me a sly look.

  “Shh, let me show you how thankful I am for what you did tonight.”

  I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off while tossing them and his boxers on the floor. His legs dangled over the edge of my bed as I knelt down in front of him. I gripped his length with the palm of my right hand and swirled my wet tongue around the head of his cock.

  While I ran my tongue along each side of his cock, he let out a moan. His hands grabbed fistfuls of my hair urging me on. I took his cock in my mouth, sucking him deep. I sucked harder while pulling back and running my tongue along the tip again, tasting his salty pre-cum.

  With my mouth still on his cock, I ran my left hand under his shirt and over his smooth skin and perfect abs while my right hand cupped his balls.

  “Fuck baby,” he whispered.

  Massaging his balls with my hand, I gently drew his cock in and out of my mouth over and over. Swirling my tongue around his tip, my tongue began to lick his salty pre-cum. I pushed him deeper into the back of my throat while I slowl
y fucked him with my mouth.

  Releasing my hand from his balls, I held the base of his cock firmly and continued to suck him deep. He groaned again with pleasure. While bobbing my head up and down, faster and faster, his hands tightened their grip in my hair.

  “Baby, I’m going to come,” he said in warning.

  I continued sucking his cock as he tensed and then groaned loudly as he spurted hot cum down the back of my throat. After the last drop, I released his cock from my mouth and licked it once more.

  Brandon and I rose as he reached out to grab my shirt and pulled it over my head. While he was unbuttoning my jeans, I took my bra off and tossed it on the floor. I began to step out of my jeans while he took his shirt off. He laced his fingers in the inside of my panties and tugged them down and tossed them into the pile of clothes.

  He sat back down on the edge of the bed and reached out and drew my body against his as he placed kisses on my belly. Cupping my right breast, he flicked my nipple making it hard. He shifted his focus to my left breast that was aching for attention and repeated what he done on my right.

  I ran my hands through his hair as I closed my eyes. He scooted back on my bed as I followed crawling on top of him. To my surprise, Brandon kissed me as his tongue swirled in my mouth. TravAss would never kiss me after I went down on him – not until I had brushed my teeth.

  Brandon continued to kiss me, deeply and passionately. I felt his hand reach between my legs and he began circling my nub. He rolled me onto the bed with my back against the mattress and continued teasing me with his thumb.

  He wrapped his hands behind each of my legs and scooted down so his face was between them. He ran light kisses along the inside of my thighs until his mouth found my pussy. He stroked my clit with the tip of his tongue and then sucked it into his mouth.

  My legs started to clench together and I groaned. Brandon continued sucking and licking my clit until I reached my climax. My thighs quivered as the delicious sensations ran through my body.

  Brandon rose onto his knees. “There’s a condom in the drawer of my nightstand,” I said as I was coming down from my high.

  After he put the condom on, he traced the entrance of my pussy with the tip of his erection. I shifted my hips to allow him to enter as he settled between my thighs sliding into me with one smooth motion. His thrusts were slow and deep as he filled me. He placed both of my hands above my head as he ran his tongue down over each breast. Arching my back in response, I groaned again.

  His tongue ran up my body as he sought out my lips. His lips tasted and smelled like me. He released my hands and I moved them to his ass and pulled him harder and deeper into me as my legs wrapped around his waist taking him all in. I could feel the faint moisture of sweat on his body. “Roll over,” I whispered to let him know I wanted to be on top.

  He slid out of me and turned over on his back. I straddled his hips and sank down onto his cock, taking him deep inside me again. My head tilted back as his hands grazed my breasts.

  I bent down and kissed his tattoo that I had discovered earlier in the day. I slid my hips back and forth against his cock. His hand found my clit and he stroked it as my hips continued to glide back and forth.

  He moved his hips to meet mine, stroke after stroke. My eyes closed as he pumped into me. We rocked back and forth as his thumb continued to circle my clit. My body reached its climax as sensation rippled through it. Brandon shuddered as he thrust one last time into me.

  *~*~*

  The next morning I woke to Brandon’s body pressed into mine from behind and his arms were wrapped tightly around me. Trying not to wake him, I inched out of bed and made my way to the kitchen to start coffee and breakfast.

  Ryan joined me as I put the bacon in the oven. “Whatcha makin’?”

  “Bacon, eggs, potatoes…you know, breakfast.”

  “Is Brandon still here?”

  “Yeah, and he’s still sleeping, so keep it down.”

  Whispering she said, “What do you think of him approaching TravAss last night?”

  “Dude, I thought I was going to pass out or die of embarrassment. But when he came back and told me what he said, I wanted to jump and smother him with kisses,” I said, whispering as well.

  “I wanted to do the same thing!”

  “Ha…well he's mine!”

  “I’m so happy for you, Spence… and really jealous.”

  “You’ll find someone, Ry. I promise.”

  I continued to cook breakfast, hoping Brandon wouldn’t wake up before I could surprise him in bed. Right before everything was ready, Brandon walked into the kitchen.

  “Morning, ladies,” he said as he walked over, kissed my cheek and hugged me from behind. “That smells really good!”

  “It’s bacon, nothing smells as good as bacon!” I said, smiling as I continued to cook the scrambled eggs.

  “Hey, Spence, what are we doing for your birthday?” Ryan asked.

  “What? When is your birthday?” Brandon asked in surprise.

  Somehow I had failed to mention to Brandon that my birthday was in less than a week.

  “Um, this coming Saturday.”

  “You weren’t going to tell me?” Brandon asked with hurt in his voice.

  “No, not all. It just completely slipped my mind!” It really had. I’d had a lot to keep my mind occupied as of late.

  Usually every year I was excited about my birthday, but after this last week with Brandon, I’m surprised I even knew what day it was.

  “So what are we doing?” Ryan asked again.

  “I don’t know but I’m open to suggestions. Let’s discuss while we eat so the food doesn’t get cold.”

  *~*~*

  During breakfast we decided that for my birthday we would take a day trip to the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. It seemed the older you became, the more you just wanted to do kid things for your birthday. A day filled with roller coasters, fried food and cotton candy sounded perfect to me.

  Brandon stayed over at my house all day and we spent the majority of it lounging in bed while we watched TV. Okay in all honesty, not a lot of TV was actually watched. And I didn’t even get dressed for the day. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this happy.

  “Will you tell me about your tattoo?” I asked Brandon during a commercial as we lounged naked in my bed.

  “Oh, yeah…sure.” Brandon let out a long sigh then took a deep breath. I immediately regretted asking him when I saw how sad and serious he became.

  “Remember how I told you the other night at dinner that during my sophomore year at Texas A&M I got hurt and never played again?”

  “Yeah…?”

  “The guy who I was competing against for starting quarterback had it out for me. He was a senior and assumed he would be starting, but then our coach told the team that it would be me instead. That night Jason and I went to a party on campus and we were jumped by six guys… Actually, I should say I was jumped by six guys. They all attacked me while Jason tried to pull them off of me. In the midst of everything, they managed to break my back.”

  “Oh my God!” I gasped, my heart breaking for him. I couldn’t imagine going through that – couldn’t imagine the pain he must have endured.

  “Thankfully, there was no damage to my spinal cord and to make a long story short, I had to do a lot of physical therapy until I was able to walk again. It was later found out that the guys who jumped me were all fraternity brothers of my teammate. He was expelled, but since I was out of commission, they had to find a replacement. Then in my junior year I still couldn’t play, so I ended up never playing again... So… my tattoo just reminds me that no matter what challenges I may face, I will get through anything life throws my way. Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional has become my motto, and Jason and I are very successful and already looking to expand again.”

  “Do you know what happened to the guy?”

  “Nope, I haven’t seen him since the day his mommy and daddy came to collect him from s
chool.” Brandon laughed when he said “mommy and daddy”; it made me feel a little better about his story.

  “That is really sad. I am sorry you had to go through that!”

  “It’s okay. It’s made me stronger and if none of that had happened, I might not have ever met you.” Brandon leaned down to kiss me.

  *~*~*

  It was getting late in the evening and all I wanted was to stay in Brandon’s arms until Monday morning. I didn’t care that I had a ton of laundry to do. I could put everything on hold just to stay right where I was.

  “Babe?” Did Brandon just call me “Babe”? This was the first time he had said it in person. The only other time was when I was drunk texting. I got butterflies in my stomach just for the one simple word.

  “Yeah?” I answered, my head resting on his chest.

  “Do you want to stay at my place tonight or here? If you want to stay here, then I need to run home and pack an overnight bag.” He wanted to stay the night with me again? Of course I wanted to stay with him, but I didn’t want to seem too eager or clingy. After all, it hadn’t even been a week.

  “I don’t care. Whatever you want to do is fine with me.”

  “Well since I would have to go home anyway, why don’t we just stay there?”

  “Ok, that sounds good.”

  “I’ll even drive you to work in the morning,” he offered. Like I really needed an incentive?

  “Well, twist my arm why don’t you.”

  And just like that Brandon pinned my hands under me…

  CHAPTER NINE

  It was the third morning in a row that I had woken up in Brandon’s arms. Each time I prayed to myself that this was real. I was starting to fall hard for him. In just a week he had made me feel like I was the only person in the world. I was pretty sure I was falling in love with him.

  Brandon drove me to work as he promised and kissed me thoroughly before I got out of the car. As I walked into the office humming to myself with a silly grin plastered on my face, I thought to myself that I could definitely get used to this. After work, I met him at the gym and we worked out together like we had the previous week. Then we went back to my place and I cooked spaghetti and meatballs for both us and Ryan. Brandon surprised me by lending a hand and making the best garlic bread I had ever tasted and Ryan contributed a tiramisu she had picked up on her way home from work.