by Nicole Casey
Oh my God…
The longer the kiss went on, the more time I spent in Max’s arms, the better it felt. I had to be the luckiest guy alive. Not only was I on top of the world to find out that I no longer had feelings for the man who'd absolutely wrecked my life, but I was also with the best guy ever.
This kiss made me wish that I had moved on from Tony quicker, because I was pretty sure that Hayley would've brought this amazing man into my life much sooner if I had. I'd missed out on months of potential awesomeness because of him. Well, not anymore, now I had Max pressed up against me, kissing me like mad, I never wanted to let him go.
"Do you want to go to bed?" Max asked, practically into my mouth, and as soon as those words flew from his lips I felt fireworks explode inside of me. This was the most excitement that I'd had in a very long time and I couldn't wait for more.
"Sure, your place or mine?" I teased, grinning brightly as I rested my forehead against his to stare deeply into his eyes for a moment. "I have a very nice couch that you might be interested in."
Before answering me, he moved back in and our lips crashed together very quickly, for one last time in this bar. Oh, he made me all fluttering inside. He sent butterflies dancing into my stomach, and that had a very deep stirring within me, one that I desperately wanted to explore further.
Max was an awesome kisser. I really liked the way that he varied the pressure; it kept me on my toes. It made me hungry for more. There was a gnawing sensation in my stomach anyway, crying out for more from him, and it increased when I became pretty certain that I was going to be able to satisfy that need. There was no way in hell that we'd be able to share a room with this much sexual tension between us without acting on it.
"Oh shut it you," Max finally stood up and held his hand out to me. "Come on, let's get the hell out of here before I lose all control. I don't want to have to rip your clothes off right here in this bar."
"Now that is an offer I can't refuse!" I jumped up happily and laced my fingers through his.
Chapter Ten
Max
We crashed through the door to our hotel room. I was still clinging onto Bryant like he was the only thing holding me to the planet. A red hot desire for this man was tearing through my body, heating up every single one of my limbs.
I had never been so turned on by anyone before and I already wanted to know what he’d feel like inside me. When we kissed in the bar, it had been too deep for public consumption, but now that we really were alone, I knew it would only get worse. Nothing was holding us back now. We could finally let loose and have some fun.
When we heard the door click behind us, Bryant pushed me up against the wall and he kissed me hard. I reached my hands up and started kneading my fingers through his hair. His lips left mine and he trailed down to my neck, sucking hard against my skin, destined to leave a mark. He gripped my hips tightly with his hands, holding me firmly in place.
My mind raced with thoughts of this going too fast. We were acting crazy, but it was all in the best way possible. We couldn’t control this deep desire that rested within us. It was far too tempting. I wanted to throw caution to the wind and just enjoy it because it was far too intoxicating to ignore.
“Is this mental?” Bryant asked, bringing his lips within inches of mine. His eyes locked with mine and he pressed his muscular body against me.
“Are we insane?” His words were breathless and I could lose myself in his eyes.
Whether it was mental or we were insane, I didn’t care. I just wanted to be with him. Without me giving an answer right away, he took his lips to my collarbone. I moaned, arching my back and letting my head fall back against the wall.
“Yep!” I gasped. “It’s utterly mad, but it feels so good.”
It was my body’s way of wanting to prove my point. My head lolled to one side, my body totally caving in to everything that he was doing to me. I felt the material of my t-shirt sliding up over my chest. It slowly made its way over my head, as Bryant’s lips left my collarbone. The wall was cold against my hot, sticky body, but it didn’t do a single thing to calm me down. In fact, I think the contrast between the cold wall and my hot body, made me even wilder.
There was an animal within me and Bryant was setting it free. My shirt dropped to the floor and I felt a sigh of relief inside me. Now that I’d succumbed to this amazing feeling, I was eager to give everything over and just get rid of all barriers. The material of our clothing needed to be gone, if this was going to go where I so desperately needed it to.
“You have a great body,” Bryant murmured appreciatively as he ran his fingers over my abs I’d carefully sculpted over the years. “I can tell that you go to the gym a lot. I mean, I try to look after myself, but I don’t look anything as good as this.”
I didn’t believe that. I wanted to have my own view before me, so I had to take a little initiative. I pushed him slightly away from me. “Show me!” My words were direct and to the point. However much my needy, pulsating body, didn’t want me to push him away, I had to. I missed the warmth of his body against me, but I wanted to see what he had for me, as well. I wanted to know if the images my brain had concocted of him, did him any justice.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, as I watched him. At first, he pulled his top off in one swift movement, showing me a torso that was good enough to have my heart thumping heavily in my chest. Maybe he wasn’t as muscled as I was, but I wasn’t looking for a carbon copy of myself. I wanted someone who had the jigsaw pieces that I was missing.
I reached out and ran my fingers down his chest. Our eyes met and I smiled to show him that I thought so far he was hitting the ball out of the park. “Go on!” I whispered. I had the feeling that maybe Bryant could be everything I was missing, the pieces I was longing for.
I stared at the small bit of fuzz trailing down from his belly button and straight towards his…his…I bit back a groan as he started to unbutton his trousers. My body was anxiously waiting for him and I was already thinking about how I could touch him…feel him…caress him. I forced myself not to touch him again, even though I had to bite back the urge I had within me.
Bryant kept his eyes fixated on mine while he slid his pants down. His cock was straining against his boxers and I heard a groan escape me. He grabbed onto his boxers, but I stopped him by moving forward. I grabbed his waistband that hung at his hips and with our eyes locked, I pulled them down, revealing what he had hidden in his underwear. I wanted to look, but I had this intense moment where our eyes were locked in a heated exchange and neither one of us wanted to pull away, even though that fuzz was calling out for me.
I could finally see what was lying at the end of the rainbow, but yet I couldn’t get myself to turn away. The deep, dark desire in his gaze had me totally suckered in. When Bryant wiggled his finger seductively at me, saying, “Come on,” I knew that I needed to go with him. He grabbed onto my trousers and was yanking me towards the bed. I chuckled loudly, allowing him to simply take me with him. “Let’s get in bed.”
“But that’s my bed,” I teased him. “I haven’t invited you yet.”
He didn’t seem to listen to me. Instead, he pushed me back onto the sheets, before smirking in my direction. “I don’t need to be asked. I just take what’s mine.”
My erection hardened even more. It had to have been the dominant side of him coming out to cause this change in my body.
I wanted this guy.
I felt like I’d die if I didn’t have him and every word he was saying was only making that worse. I got on my elbows and inched myself up, pulling myself back to the pillow, as his eyes danced over my body. I was entranced by his stare. He started to unbutton my pants, while I let my eyes freely move over his chest and down to where his dick was. I groaned, thinking about all the things I could do with that.
As I felt my pants being torn from my body, my eyes darted up to his eyes. He seemed to have a way of making my wildest fantasies come true and I didn’t even know what th
ey all were. I then wiggled out of my underwear, because my erection was so tight in its binding. I cleared my throat, frantically kicking them off.
His eyes moved down my body until he was gawking at cock. He looked hungry and I felt it twitching with just him staring at it. This was all hot and passionate and it was something I’d been longing for. I really needed that. It had been far too long since I’d experienced that pure, uninterrupted desire with anyone, and it was thrilling.
Bryant ran his hand down my face until he cupped my chin in his palm. He climbed over me, hovering himself over my erection and my taut body. He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. His tongue dove into my mouth, claiming a groan that I couldn’t hold back. He slid his tongue around my mouth, then sexily pulled out and ran it across my lips. The taste of his kiss only intensified my need for him.
My jaw dropped as he finally moved down my body, running his hands down every part of me. I watched him moving with so much passion and so much warmth. He kissed my stomach and I shifted my body underneath him. If my cock acted this way with him just kissing my stomach, I couldn’t imagine when it went further down. My manhood throbbed and the tension caused it to hurt so much. I writhed beneath him, focusing on the warmth of his lips. I ached for him to reach the spot between my legs and he slowly moved on.
There was a deep powerful need, pumping and pounding, and it was tightening my lungs, causing my breaths to come out even, sharp, and ragged. His mouth tickled the inner parts of my thighs as he kissed me there, moaning as he planted kisses on every part of me, but where it counted. I arched my back up, pressing my body against his. He held my legs as they started to tremble.
I was on the verge of reaching my climax and he hadn’t even once caressed his lips around my dick, but as I started to shake harder, he did. He grabbed onto my knees and spread my legs wider apart. I looked at him and I could also see the arousal waiting for him.
He wrapped his lips around me. I grabbed onto the sheets of the bed and instinctively lifted myself up to meet his initial thrust of his mouth.
“Ugh!” I cried, then bounced back to bed, with my head landing back on the pillow. He moved his mouth down further, so far that my cock hit the back of his throat. I bit back a groan and fell back against the bed.
He pulled his lips from around the girth and I heard myself plop from his wet lips. He then touched the tip of my penis with his tongue and I wiggled beneath him. My cock was so hard, aching with so much pleasure, that I wasn’t sure I was going to make it. He started sucking on my dick, making very agreeable noises.
“Oh, Bryant,” I moaned, moving my body along the sheets and mentally thanking him for his service. He plunged his lips harder over my cock and I almost bounced off the bed. I grabbed onto his head and helped him as I slid my hips harder and faster along the bed, plunging deeper and deeper into his mouth.
This was all worth the wait, but I wasn’t sure I was going to survive it. It felt so fucking good. My body was riding underneath him, while he licked and sucked every inch of my shaft until I couldn’t hold it in any longer.
“Oh fuck, Bryant,” I cried out, dropping my hands from his hair, so I could fist the sheets. “Ugh…this feels incredible.” He growled his agreement as he moved his mouth up and down my shaft, letting everything sink in. He flicked his tongue over me as he went and I started to lose all my control. I had to give into him. I exploded into his mouth and he excitedly licked me up and down, taking in every part of me. I gasped for my breath, staring up at the ceiling, and not knowing how one man could make me feel this damn good.
He slid up my body and kissed me, helping me to calm my racing heart. I felt his own erection against me and I knew that he needed his own release. I flicked my tongue into his mouth and claimed some of my cum. It was sweet and salty. He held onto me as we just kissed, but I couldn’t keep the kiss going, knowing what was fluttering through my mind.
I breathlessly let his lips slip away. It’d been on my mind for a while now and I didn’t want to pass up a missed opportunity.
“I want you!” I said, breathlessly making my exclamation. I was panting so hard; I wasn’t even sure if he could fully understand my words. I said them again, touching my chest and hoping I could come down from the sexual high he had me on.
“I want you,” I said again.
His eyes proved I didn’t need to say anything else because the next thing I knew he was leaning over the side of the bed and grabbing a condom from the nightstand. He rolled the condom over his erection and I watched his every move. His cock was huge, larger than I’d ever seen before. I was excited to know what it would do to me. My pulse was racing like crazy as my imagination ran wild. I was sure that this was going to be an experience that would stay with me forever.
I turned over and wiggled my ass in the air, anxious to have him take root.
“Are you really ready for this?” Bryant asked.
I could hear the lilt in his voice. I didn’t answer him, just held onto the bedposts and waited for the penetration. He planted soft kisses on the back of my neck, then thrust his thick member inside of me. I jerked, grunting, but then holding on harder to the bed.
My stomach clenched tightly as he thrust in again, releasing a cry from me. It felt so good that I never wanted him to stop. He pulled out and there was a long gap. I wondered what he was waiting for. I lifted myself onto my knees, then relaxed my body, begging for him to resume. He did. He plowed into me deeper and I squealed like a woman being punished.
“Oh my God!” I cried, breathlessly falling back to the bed and nearly eating the sheets. My mouth hung open and I couldn’t let go of that satisfying feeling. He slid out, then plunged in again.
“Fuck yes!” I groaned, panting and my eyes rolled back into my head. A smile rested on my lips as I spread myself open further and held onto it, waiting for it, desperate for it.
He ran kisses down my back and then he wrapped his arms around me and I knew he was preparing for another dive. He crashed into me and his balls hit my ass as I fully consumed him. He rocked his hips harder against me, this time showing me the path he wanted to take.
“Fuck. You feel so good,” Bryant moaned, as his length made its way as far in as possible. He expanded inside of me, then slammed into me. He let out a cry and then I felt it. His cum gushed into my ass, soaking up my anal region, as he collapsed on top of me.
“So amazing!” Bryant said with his satisfying sound.
I couldn’t hide my smile as he pulled out of me and turned onto my back. He fell down next to me and we kissed. I wanted to tell him that I felt the same way and everything he said was mirroring my exact words. However, I couldn’t say it, because I could barely speak. My body was on fire for this man. It was insane, no doubt, but as I felt my whole body tingling with thoughts and joy for Bryant, I knew nothing else mattered. All the fantasies in the world wouldn’t do this man justice. He was absolutely wonderful.
I gave him my whole body and he used it and did exactly what I wanted him to do with it. The pleasure I felt with this man was crazy and if that meant I was insane for going there, then so be it. This was the freest I’d felt in a very long time and I never wanted the sensation to end.
Chapter Eleven
Bryant
I woke up with a bright beaming smile on my face, holding on to the man of my dreams. Last night definitely wasn't just a drunken thing; neither of us was too wasted for it to be that. We were just tipsy enough to give in to what we were feeling, and I couldn't be happier about that.
I glanced down to where Max was still sleeping. His calm, serene expression made my heart beat that much faster all over again. I liked everything about this man, and although it was only very early days, I had a feeling that we had a strong enough connection to actually have something real. He was just so wonderful. I felt like we had a lot in common but a lot of differences, too. It was like he just got me in a way that no one else did.
I didn't want to get ahead of myself. I
didn't want to set myself up for failure, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. My heart was getting ahead of myself, and although my brain knew that I could potentially get my heart broken, it was too invested anyway.
I couldn't believe it. I'd been dreading this wedding and it was turning out to be the best time of my life.
"Hey," I shook Max gently to wake him up. "Hey, you need to wake up soon. The wedding will be starting soon." That wasn't technically true. We still had a while, but I wanted to spend more time with him. "Come on, sleepy head."
"Get off!" he groaned playfully, refusing to open his eyes. "I was kept up all night. I'm too tired to face a wedding. Can't we just spend all day in bed instead?"
God that idea was so tempting. If it was anyone else in the world getting married then I probably would go with it, but I couldn't. Not only was Sally my sister so she'd kill me if I flaked, but my parents were going to be there too. I couldn't let them down; they'd never forgive me.
To be honest, when I made this plan I didn't really think about how my parents were going to react to me, being with anyone other than Tony. They knew how hard it'd been to get over him so I hoped that they were happy, but unfortunately for me, they really liked Tony when we were together. That was just one of the things that convinced me we were supposed to be together. Maybe the next boyfriend I had should be someone they didn't like.
"No, we can't," I pretended to be angry. "This is bridezilla's day and we have to be there for her."
"Urgh, you're so bossy. Fine. I'll move." He shifted up onto his elbows before shooting me an adorable grin. "But you will owe me big."
"I'm sure we can come to some agreement."
Tony wasn't even factoring into my thoughts. I genuinely didn't care about him and Desi anymore. I felt like they could be screwing on the floor in front of me and I wouldn't even notice. I was too wrapped up in this amazing man in front of me.
