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Brett was filled with uncertainty. It had seemed so right to challenge Andie when she’d first walked in. Holding her to his chest, her hand fisted around his cock, the sensations he found in her body ebbing, he doubted his sanity. “I think it’s time for you to go,” he said, not wanting her to fall asleep.
“Already?”
“Yeah, you can’t stay here.” Though he said the words, internally he was screaming for her to stay forever.
“I must say you surprise me.”
“Huh?”
“Really, Brett, when you were so demanding earlier, I didn’t know what to expect. I imagined all sorts of things with the way you kept going on like that. You almost had me convinced that it was dangerous to stay with you. Now you tell me we’re done after a little bout of steamy sex. With all that build up, I expected to be stiff in the morning at least.” She slid away and sat on the edge of the bed. “Oh well, if that’s all you’re up for I guess it’s time for you to listen. Want to talk here or should we get cleaned up and go sit downstairs? I’m going to need to borrow some of your clothes.”
“I told you we have nothing to discuss.”
“You wait just one second here. We had a deal if you recall. I submit to you in all ways and you give me five uninterrupted minutes to tell you something I know you want to hear. Do you think I would have shown up here in the first place if this weren’t important? You just said you’d had enough and didn’t want the rest of the time I agreed to. Seems a waste, but fine, that makes it my turn now. I heard something earlier about—” Brett startled her when he sprang from the bed and stalked away. “Hey, where do you think you’re going?” Andie demanded, following him.
“Forget it. I said it was time for you to go so just go. I’m trying to do the right thing and send you away from me for your own good. You have to get the hell out of here while I’m calm enough to let you leave. If you think what we just did was more than a warm up, you really are too innocent to be here. Go away, Andie.” He dismissed her by walking into the bathroom.
“You said you would listen and damn it, I’m not going anywhere until you do!” she insisted, trapping him in the small room.
“I’m warning you—”
“Yeah, yeah, big bad Brett Hudson, the sexual beast. Makes grown women run screaming when he unleashes his massive cock and waves it in their faces. In case you’ve forgotten, I thoroughly enjoyed having it in my face. Want to try again and see if it’s scarier the second time around? Truthfully, I think I can do better, now that I know I won’t suffocate. Say the word and I’ll be happy to give it another whirl.”
“Do. Not. Push. Me,” Brett snarled.
“Ooh, much better. You really have to practice that scowl though. It’s not nearly evil enough to be seriously frightening.”
“Andie,” he growled.
“Oh my.” She covered her mouth in mock horror. “Look. It’s growing. I think you may not be quite finished after all. Want me to take care of that for you before we talk? I don’t want you to be distracted.”
“Damn you,” Brett swore as he spun her around and leaned her over the vanity, grabbing a condom from the drawer. “You asked for this.” He moistened the tip of his shaft by rubbing it along her slit. “Playing with fire turns you on.”
“Fire? I’d better fan it before it goes out,” she taunted, squirming against him.
With a primitive shout, he stopped teasing and entered her. “Watch us, wench.” He snagged her gaze in the mirror. “Look what happens when you push me. I’m taking you like this because I can. The night is far from over and there’s not a damn thing you can do to stop me.” He shifted slightly so he could thrust deeper. “You’re at my disposal and I don’t give a fuck if you’re satisfied or not. For once, I’m taking and I just plain don’t care.”
“Brett,” she pushed back to meet him, “for someone who says he doesn’t care, I’ve already come more times with you than I did any one day in my entire life. You’ve made each time better too. And you’ve done it all without trying.” She continued to hold his eyes. “Maybe I want a man who can be a little primitive. Ever think of that?”
She gasped when his movement became even more forceful. “Maybe you’re exactly what I’ve been looking for. A guy who’s man enough to be masterful and out of control at the same time isn’t easy to find. A man who can live up to his boasts is even rarer. Jesse told me your reputation was exaggerated. I thought he was referring to the quantity of your encounters. If he meant the quality of your performance though, nothing I heard before prepared me for how you really are. No, there’s no way I’ll even consider that your reputation is less than what they claim. In fact, any other guy who tries to say that is just jealous that you are so much more talented than he could ever hope to be. Poor Jesse—”
“Enough,” Brett declared. “A rule when you’re naked with me. Not one word about another man or I’ll get ugly.”
“Jealous? We’re just friends.” Andie kept pushing.
Brett pulled out of her and spun her to face him. He hoisted her to the counter and resumed his thrusts. “You need something to occupy that mouth of yours again,” he declared just before he mimicked his actions with his tongue.
Andie moaned, parrying with her own tongue, giving as good as she was getting. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trapping him within her.
Brett’s mind ceased to function. She was making him wild. She was meeting him equally, no matter how harshly he used her. The more he allowed his body to punish her, the more she seemed to want. When Andie cried out her climax, Brett raised his head to watch. God, she was unbelievable. He never would have guessed that she hid such unrestrained passion beneath her dull exterior. Surging again, Brett felt his own orgasm nearing. Continuing to hold her eyes, he pulled out and ripped off the condom just as he came, coating her chest.
When he finished he waited for her reaction. The one he got was one he never expected. Andie used her finger to scoop up some of his fluid. She sucked in into her mouth. Repeatedly, she cleaned her breasts until there were few traces left. Innocently, she asked, “Got any more?”
Brett threw back his head and honestly laughed for the first time in weeks. “Patience, you greedy wench. We need a break. Shower with me?”
“Sure.” Andie smiled pleasantly. “Whatever you want.”
“You need to stop saying that. Seriously. Not all men know where to draw the line. You could get yourself hurt if you aren’t careful.”
“Hmm, that comment makes me think you believe I do this sort of thing all the time.”
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Perhaps it’s your turn to shut up for a change. I don’t appreciate that attitude one bit. I liked you much better when you were pretending to be a beast.”
“I wasn’t pretending. I am a beast.”
“Then what am I?” She ducked under the water. “I came here, alone, to an engaged man’s home, invited myself in, and bargained with my body for five minutes time. When you tried to chase me away, I pushed you for more. Now I’m in the shower with you, soaping your body, my hand around your cock even though you basically just called me a slut. And you know what? I’m not going anywhere until you keep your end of our bargain. Whatever you come up with will be worth it. I bet you’ll even agree with me later.”
“Dream on. And leave me alone. I’m going to need that when we’re out of here.”
Andie shrugged. “Fine. I’m looking forward to it. Let me get your back.” She slid her soapy hands over him, kneading his tense muscles. How could a man who’d just had several rounds of mind-blowing sex still be so full of tension? Refusing to admit she was much less experienced than he now believed, she lowered her hands, giving his butt the same treatment. When she slid her fingers between his cheeks, Brett gasped. Andie wondered if it was a good gasp or a bad gasp. Feeling daring, she rubbed her fingertip against his tight pucker.
Brett held his breath as she timidly explor
ed his body. “Don’t do it unless you’re ready to accept the same,” he said as he leaned his head on his arms, presenting himself fully to her.
Andie stilled momentarily. Was he giving her an invitation or a warning or both? She’d never permitted anyone the kind of access he was giving her. Did she want him to touch her like this? Taking a deep breath, she continued, slipping her finger in a little farther. “Perhaps you could share your definition of anything with me, Brett?” She felt him clench when she twisted her hand slightly.
“My mistake.” He shifted against her. “I didn’t realize you had a taste for this too.”
“Well, um, ah,” she sputtered as he impaled himself. “I never did this before.”
He snorted at the obvious. “In case you haven’t figured it out, now is the time when you move your finger, you know, that in and out motion we used earlier generally works there too.”
Andie felt his muscles tighten. “Am I hurting you?”
“Hardly.” Brett didn’t bother to hide his amusement. “Tiny fingers like yours add a little extra stimulation. If you had a twelve inch dildo I might have to object but your hands are the perfect size.”
“Oh.” Andie felt a shiver along his back as she stroked. She reached around his body and found his nipple, continuing her play.
Brett indulged her as long as possible. He intended to make love to her properly once they were dried off so he couldn’t let her go on forever. Damn, why did she have to turn out to be like this? “That’s enough,” he said as he stepped away from her. “You have to stop or you’ll distract me.”
“Oh,” she repeated, meeting his eyes.
Brett saw the wonder in her expression along with the excitement and desire she was feeling. She honestly didn’t know her own sexuality. Well, he’d do what he could to open her eyes for her over the next few hours and then he’d turn her loose on the world. Maybe she and Jesse would reconsider each other. Brett felt possessiveness surge through him. Andie was his, damn it! No one else was going to teach her anything!
Yeah, right. He was sure Tish would object to him keeping Andie, naked and tied to the bed, in the guestroom. These few hours were all he would ever have before he had to let go in the morning. No looking back either. When he said goodbye to her it would have to be goodbye forever. No way could he see her with someone else and not go insane. Why couldn’t she have stayed away from him? What point was there in discovering how perfect she was and not getting to hold her for the rest of his life? If the great cosmic forces were determined to punish him, they had certainly found a very effective way to do it. He’d already realized life with Tish was going to be bad enough. Now he wondered if they’d ever find a balance he could tolerate.
Brett reminded himself that no thinking was permitted. Andie’s actions showed her curiosity. He’d let her satisfy some of it a moment earlier. Time to see how she reacted to the same treatment.
He grinned wickedly and made a spinning motion with his finger. “Ready to find out how it feels?” She nodded as she turned her back and faced the wall. “Lean on your arms like I did.” Brett didn’t touch her, letting her anticipation build. When he did make contact, he surprised her by sliding his hands around her waist and kissing her neck. He teased her by moving one hand up to toy with her breasts, the other down to palm her mound. When he was sure she was distracted, he let both hands roam, drawing his fingers through her crease before moving on. She may be willing but he could feel her uncertainty.
Brett let each touch linger more than the last. When he finally pressed his fingertip inside, she flinched and resisted. “Gotta relax more or this will hurt.” She nodded and took a deep breath, obviously fighting with herself. “You guaranteed this when you stuck your pretty little finger in my ass, wench. You will take mine now.” She nodded again and pushed against him.
“Good girl,” Brett whispered against her neck as he probed deeper. His other hand found her nipples. “So hard.” He pinched one. “You like this.” He continued to stroke, withdrawing slightly only to push again. When his finger was fully inserted, he wiggled it, making her gasp. “You’re tighter than anyone I ever felt.” Gently, he thrust, using his entire length.
Brett felt her body accept his intrusion and chuckled. “Think how my cock would feel, ramming you with my balls slapping your ass.” Andie moaned and pressed her neck against his mouth. He covered it with kisses, tonguing her ear as he stimulated her.
“Please,” she gasped.
“Please what, my tight-assed wench?” He would force her to say it, gloating over the power that surged through him with her submission.
“I want your cock.”
“You’ve had it. Several times.”
“Like you just said, r-ramming m-my ass.”
“Hmm. That’s too bad ’cause you can’t have it. I have plans for where I’m sticking this hard-on when I’m ready to come again and that’s not it. You’re not ready anyway.” Brett knew she didn’t understand. “If I forced my way in here,” he moved his finger so there was no doubt where he meant, “I’d tear you to shreds. Not that I think you’d mind a little pain, but I don’t like to cause permanent damage.” He twisted the nipple he was playing with savagely to make his point. Some part of him needed to punish her for willingly permitting him to use her.
“If I had the time, I could easily fix that. I would take you like this to open you up, one finger first. I’d add more, spreading them inside you until I stretched you just enough so I wouldn’t rip you apart. Damn, you’d be so tight around my cock.” They both groaned at his words. “It would get easier after the first time. I know you’d add that to the list of things you’d beg me for. I would make you beg, if I had more time. I’d take you so many ways you wouldn’t know where to start.”
“Brett,” Andie cried breathlessly.
“See? You’re ready to start begging now, aren’t you?” Brett thrust harder, forcing her to fight for balance. “Which would you want more? Me tying you face-down on the bed with something under your hips, your tight ass in the air, helpless as I pounded my cock into you? I bet you’d beg for more, even after I emptied myself.” Andie nodded and arched her back.
“Here’s another possibility. I could impale you, making you sit with your back against my chest. I’d have one of those big dildos. First, I’d fuck your mouth with it until you had it wet all over. Then, I’d jam it up your hot pussy. Oh, I’m sure you’d be plenty wet without your saliva but I already know how much you like to use your mouth. Just think, every time I slid it in and out, I’d feel it, rubbing my cock from the inside. Maybe, I’d use a vibrator on your clit too. I’d put a mirror in front of us so you could watch me using you like that. How long would it take to get you off? How long would I have to keep it up until I had you coming hard enough to make me shoot without moving?”
Brett released the nipple he was tormenting and brushed his hand across her stomach. He entered her pussy with one finger as he rubbed his hand against her swollen clit. “I think you’d love it, don’t you? I think you’d be begging for more if I stopped after your first orgasm.”
“Yes.” Andie moaned as the first wave of pleasure engulfed her. “Oh God!” She didn’t know which hand to thrust against. “Brett,” she cried when the intensity didn’t fade. “Please,” she begged repeatedly.
When she finally stilled, Brett turned her in his arms and held her to prevent her from collapsing. He couldn’t resist a kiss as she stared at him in amazement. Unable to stop his laughter, he said, “You certainly are an excitable wench. So inexperienced yet so willing to please. Such a waste. I almost wish I could lock you away somewhere. I’d train you how to give me pleasure in so many ways. I’d keep you available to my whims and make you submit whenever I felt like it. I wonder if there’s a limit to what you would let me do.” He snorted at the thought. “Too bad we won’t get to find that out. Maybe I should let you drop by my office now and then. I could tie you under my desk and make you suck me off when my meetings got
too boring. Or I could make you straddle me and fuck me while I was on a conference call on the speakerphone. You’d need to learn to be quiet first.”
“Is that what you want? Anything means anything,” Andie said seriously.
“Tempting as you are, a bachelor party only lasts one night. Don’t forget, I’m about to become a devoted husband.” He laughed harshly and left her standing alone under the cooling water.
Chapter Fifteen
Jesse jumped to his feet when the door opened. When Frank was revealed, he swore under his breath.
“Thanks, Jess. Good to see you too,” Frank said sarcastically as a grin spread across his face. “What’s up now?”
“Andie and Brett aren’t here yet,” Holly explained.
“So?” Frank didn’t understand.
“So Jesse’s having trouble believing that he doesn’t need to go save her.”
“Something’s wrong,” Jesse stated for the millionth time.
“Or not.” Frank waved the envelope he was carrying. “Aren’t you the same guy who spent weeks devoting himself entirely to bringing them together? Chill. They’re probably celebrating. You said Andie would call if she needed you. You gotta trust her. Aren’t you at all curious about what I got?”
“Let me see.” Holly reached for the envelope but Frank evaded her.
“I don’t think so.” He turned it over to Jesse who opened it on the table next to Wyatt.
“Holy shit!” Jesse exclaimed as Wyatt whistled.
“What?” Dwayne peeked over Jesse’s shoulder. “Son of a bitch. Poker wasn’t like that when I used to play.”
“Let go, Frank.” Holly tried to pry his fingers from her arm.
“You’re not old enough,” Frank declared.
“He’s right, Hol. There’s not really anything here you’d be interested in.” Dwayne moved so he had a better view.
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