by Brenda Ford
Tami: See you then x
At least I can smile about that. The thought of seeing her is awesome. When I am with her, I’m sure that together, we can get through anything including this.
Chapter Fifteen
Tami
The venue is loud. Much louder than the sort of place I would normally go, but it’s kinda cool as well. All dark and dingy, filled with people who are having the time of their lives. It’s exciting. Another part of the world that Brad has introduced me to, and I like it. Of course, it’s a little scary as well because I’m here with all of Brad’s brothers, but so far so good. They have all made me feel really welcome.
“You want another drink?” Wesley asks me with a smile. “Or are you still working on that one?”
I suck back the rest of my drink and hand it to him with a little laugh. “Another one please.”
As he turns away from me to smoothly order a drink at the bar from the pretty bar maid who clearly fancies him, Angelo squeezes my shoulder reassuringly. It’s good for me that I know at least half of these brothers. It makes it much less intimidating. Angelo, Oliver, and Brad are all making sure that I feel okay all the time, and Wesley has been great as well. Nelson is pissed off because he is too young to drink beer in here and everyone knows him, but he’s still being friendly with me which is something. I think if we ever meet in better conditions, me and him will really get along well. I hope so anyway. I want to be friends with all of them, to have a good relationship with them all because I know how important they are to Brad. And him to them as well. It’s clear just from all the interactions how much they respect and love him.
It’s hard to remember that I have a lot of drama in my life with the photos on my phone and everything when I’m surrounded by such amazing people. People who could easily protect me from everything.
“Alex will be on the stage soon,” Brad whispers to me while hugging me tight to him. “His band is pretty good.”
“Yeah? You reckon they are going to be big? The next big thing and all of that?”
“I don’t know. Maybe. Hey, that would be something, wouldn’t it?”
It would be amazing to know someone in the lime light. Not that it’s something I would ever want for myself but to know what it’s really like. That would be so cool, to see from the inside out. This could be the first time that I see him before he ends up seriously famous. A memory to hold on to forever.
“Oh look, there he is.” Brad leans back. “Are you ready for it?”
Wesley hands me a drink and I lean against Brad as the band starts playing. There’s a magical atmosphere in the air as the guitar begins strumming and the singer starts to croon. The band really is good, I can tell that right away. Much too talented to be in a place like this. They should be on a big stage, with a massive crowd.
Even though the crowd isn’t a massive one, the screams shoot all the way through me. The band are not only talented, but they have a hard core fan base who adore them. Particularly Alex by the sound of things. They are screaming out his name like they all want to tear his clothes off… and I can understand why. He’s very sexy in a rock boy way with long dark hair and a brooding look, but not good looking enough to distract me away from Brad. He’s the only one that I will ever have eyes for. He’s the only one I really like.
I turn to see him, to smile at him, and his eyes are fixed on me too. We share a deep connection, a wonderful moment of just me and him. Even in this environment, the world melts away. Me and Brad are in a bubble and it’s amazing. The safest I have ever felt. It doesn’t matter that everyone is trying to break us apart. No one will be able to. Let whichever bitch from work it is, send pictures. Eventually, if we don’t react, they will get bored. Then we can get back to our normal lives and continue on just being happy.
And my God, I’m happy. Happier than I have ever been. How can I ever have thought that what me and Daniel had was good? It never felt anything like this. Ever. I didn’t feel as glittery, as full of sparkles and happiness. Even with people trying to get in our way, I’m shining with joy. It’s like Brad has brought out a different side to me, and I want to remain this person forever more. All full of love and joy all the time.
I can’t predict what my future with Brad will hold, I don’t have enough experience with real relationships for that, but I’m excited to go along for the ride to see where we go.
“Is this really Angelo’s twin?” I laugh. “I just can’t see it. Angelo is nowhere near this cool!”
“I know, right? They are incredibly different, but they are twins, believe it or not.”
“Hmm, I don’t know if I will ever be able to.” I lean back and watch again. “I’m going to be taking the piss out of Angelo on Monday, that’s for sure. It’s going to be a fun day of work!”
Brad laughs and nods, agreeing with me. “Yeah, I thought as much. You know, I might join you with that. It could be a lot of fun to wind him up. Try to loosen the bastard up a bit. He’s been a bit tightly wound recently. I don’t know if you have noticed it or if I’m imagining it.”
I glance over to Angelo who is laughing and having a good night tonight. He doesn’t seem tightly wound to me, but I suppose I don’t know him as well as Brad does. I don’t think I will take the piss out of him if he’s having some kind of hard time at the moment. I don’t want to get in the middle of that…
“Oh! I’m just going to the bathroom.” It suddenly hits me how badly I need to pee. “I’ll be right back.”
I leap down from my bar stool and head towards the bathroom. My head spins a bit, I think I might have been knocking those drinks back a little too quickly, but it doesn’t matter. Not when I have Brad with me. I just know that he will take care of me no matter how wasted I end up. He’s just that sort of man.
I smile to myself as I head in to the cubicle, actually feeling on top of the world. I’m all giggly and girly, excitable. Like a teenager who is in the early days of a crush. I can hardly contain myself with it all. I kinda wish that me and Brad were at home so I could just jump on his bones already.
“Oh my God,” a red head squeals in disgust as I step out of the cubicle, making me jump. “It’s you.”
“Er…” I know that I have had a couple to drink, but not this many. “Who are you?”
Her hands rest on her hips and she glares at me like she hates me. My first guess is that she is somehow linked to Tawny and the others and she’s ready to give me some shit that I don’t need.
“It doesn’t matter who I am. It matters who you are. Or more who you are with.”
“What do you mean? The Smith brothers?” Perhaps this is Alex related instead…
“One in particular, Brad. Obviously. The one that you are shagging.”
“Right. And er, what about him exactly?”
“You mean you don’t know?” She narrows her eyes. “That he’s a massive fuck boy.”
Oh! All of a sudden it becomes clear. This seems to be someone who is jealous of me and Brad. Well, if that’s the case I can handle it. That doesn’t matter to me at all. That’s to be expected. He’s a good looking guy.
“Er, right, well I don’t think that’s any of your business, is it?”
She stands in the way of the door but I’m not getting in to that again. There isn’t any way that someone will lock me in the bathroom again. I’m not being bullied because of my life choices.
“Oh, it is my business and that’s because of sister hood. Because I don’t want to see another woman fucked around by him. I mean, he might be charming, but Brad is an asshole. I don’t want you fooled.”
“Oh, so this is because you care about me?” I reply sarcastically. “Well, thank you I appreciate it, but I can look after myself thank you very much. Plus, who knows, I might be playing him?”
“Oh, honey.” She gives me a sympathetic look. “That’s so sweet. But you aren’t, are you? It’s pretty obvious that you are in love with him and it’s pathetic to see. You are just the latest one that he is promising
the world to. But I must let you know, he won’t follow through on any of those promises. As soon as the next hot young thing bats her eyes at him, he will be distracted in an instant and you will be dropped.”
For a moment, my heart stops beating, and I fear that her words might be accurate. He has made me feel like I’m the one for him, but what if that’s just what he does. I know that he sleeps around, or he did before me, he let me know that, but what if this is still part of that and I just can’t see it yet? The last thing I need is to have my heart broken all over again. This time will be so much worse as well because I’m far more invested.
“How… how do you know this anyway?” I stammer back. “Were you with him?”
“Pfft, please. As if I would lower myself. No, I just know because everyone does. Aside from you apparently. You know, I would suggest that you go out there right now and dump his ass. Make him feel as shit as every woman that he has been with before. Woman kind would thank you for it.”
I stare at her, trying to work out exactly what I want to do next, and I end up shoving passed her and back out in to the bar. My pulse pounds in my ears as I stare across the room at him, trying to work out who Brad is. Is he the man I think he is, or the man other people say he is? I just don’t know…
But then he spins around to stare at me and his face lights up as he sees me. He really does care about me which I should remember. Even as the bathroom door swings loudly behind me and I’m sure it’s the red head coming out for another row with me, I don’t care. She’s wrong. Or maybe she isn’t, and she was right once upon a time. But he isn’t that man anymore. He’s a good person, he really does like me, he makes me happy. No bitchy voice is going to come in between what we share. It’s too perfect for that.
I stride across to him, closing the gap between us. She might be behind me thinking that I’m about to do as she commanded and break up with him publicly, but instead I grab him and kiss him hard, letting everyone know just how I feel about Brad. Nothing is going to get in the way of us, especially not bullshit gossip from someone who I don’t even know. Not a chance in hell. He belongs to me and I have staked my claim.
Chapter Sixteen
Brad
“So, are you ready to see my place now?” he asks as we end up by the biggest house, I think I have ever laid my eyes on. I knew that he must have some money considering the success of his company, but this is something else. This is incredible. “I know it looks huge, but there are a lot of us remember?”
“So, is this your child hood home? The one that you all grew up in?”
“It sure is. And I can tell you that it doesn’t feel big when we’re all in it. It’s loud!”
“Just lucky that everyone seemed to have better places to be tonight.”
I shoot Brad a wink because it’s pretty obvious he organized this so I could get to know him better. Alex had an after show party to go to which he was talking Wesley to. Nelson was meeting some friends, Angelo was headed to his girlfriend’s home, and Oliver was going on a late night date. Supposedly. Poor bastards all having to act like they didn’t just want to go to bed after that. Especially Alex, that was one hell of a show!
I only met him briefly, but he seems like a really great person as well. All the brothers are awesome. Not that I’m trying to think too far ahead, but this is a family I wouldn’t mind being part of.
“So, tell me about your history then. I’m excited to learn all about you.”
He unlocks the door and takes me inside. Immediately, I’m filled with the image of a happy family here when the boy’s parents were alive. I can picture laughter and fun, lots of excitement.
“Here is a picture of me and my parents when it was just me…”
“Woah,” I gasp shocked. “They were young when they had you, weren’t they?”
“Yes, they were sixteen years old. Still in high school. Quite the scandal, I imagine.”
I remember myself at sixteen and I can’t even begin to work out what sort of trouble they faced for that. Especially since it was in a different time period as well. They must have been strong people.
“I can’t believe they stayed together after that. That’s absolutely crazy, isn’t it?”
“Yes, then they didn’t go on to have Oliver until they were married and settled in with their careers. So, they were both twenty nine years of age. That’s when they didn’t stop and had the twins, Wesley, then finally Nelson.”
I look into their eyes in the image and just know that they were good people. “I’m sure they would be incredibly proud of you, you know? All of you. You’ve turned out to be great people.”
“I do wonder what it would be like if they were around now. I’m sure that I would be a completely different person if I didn’t have all of those responsibilities when I was only nineteen.”
“Yeah, I can imagine.” Who would he have been? Would we still be here now?
“But they would have loved you.” He turns and touches the back of my head softly. “Because you are lovely.”
We kiss for a while in front of the picture, clinging to each other as if we are only people left alive. But it doesn’t go too far, it’s just kissing because of where we are. It’s nice though, to just have a moment.
“So, are you going to show me the rest of the house then?” I murmur against his lips. “I am looking forward to seeing your bedroom. Especially if it’s the one that you had while growing up.”
“It is actually. Why are we going to play naughty teenagers or something?”
I giggle and grip on to his hand, willing to play anything with this man. “Come on, let’s see.”
I end up all hazy and filled with desire as we wander around the house. Much as I’m seriously enjoying learning about him growing up and becoming the man that he is today, I want to grab him and have sex with him already. I want him to just take me up against the wall or anywhere… but then again, I could always take him…
I’m excited to see up the stairs, to see his room, but I can’t take it any longer. Half way up the stairs, I spin him around and kiss him hard. I’m a stair below him which makes me even smaller, so he needs to bend down even lower to get to me. As he stands back to smile at me, I decide to use this to my advantage. I take another step backwards so I’m even lower and with my eyes locked on his, I fiddle with his zipper.
“Here?” he gasps with his eyes glazing over. “Really? You are a cheeky minx.”
“Hmm, maybe I am.” Fuck, I love feeling like that, being able to shock him. This just encourages me more.
Once his cock springs free and his trousers slide down, I hold him between my fingers, stroking him gently. His hands knot up in my hair and he groans loudly. His eyes fall closed and I can see the intense pleasure in his face from my fingers alone. So, I carry on with my plan and I lean my head in to kiss his tip.
“Oh wow,” I breathe out, my air tickling his length. “You taste incredible.”
He’s all sweet and salty, he tastes like desire and it makes my core pulse with need. I want him deep inside me again, but before we get to that point, I want to taste him more. I am nervous, this isn’t something that I have ever done before, but Brad has made me feel sexy enough to try. I continue to kiss him a couple of times first, flickering my tongue out over his tip a couple of times which makes him hips buck towards me, needing more. The animalistic noises flying out of his mouth only encourage me more.
With a deep breath through my nose, I dart my eyes up towards him and I slide my lips all the way down. It’s hard to reach his base, there’s a moment where I don’t think that I’m going to be able to take him in, but my throat opens up and I take him all the way in. He completely fills up my lips deliciously.
Then I drag my mouth back, swirling my tongue all the way around him as I go. He moans louder and louder, and his thighs stiffen as the pleasure gets to him. My fingers slide up his legs until I find my hands grazing over his balls. He loves this. I can tell by the way that he endlessly ca
lls out my name.
“Fucking hell, Tami,” he yells. “You need to stop before I explode.”
I almost don’t want to. I want to really taste him between my lips, but he takes my head and he pulls me away before I can get too carried away. His hands are shaking. Actually, his whole body is trembling. The lust is really getting to him and I love seeing that in him. I love doing that to him. He’s the big powerful boss man and I’m making a mess of him. The personal assistant – not that I’m that anymore – has her boss at her feet.
“I need you,” he growls while fisting up my hair and pulling me to him. “I need you right now.”
He lifts me up as if I weigh nothing and I instantly wrap my legs around him. If I didn’t have my panties on, his soaking wet cock would slip inside of me. It’s a shame really because I’m throbbing desperately for him. Instead all I can do is kiss him desperately and passionately as he carries me in to a room.
“This is your bedroom?” I pant out as we get through the door. “It’s a nice room. Not like I was expecting.”
Of course it won’t be like a teen room now since he’s an adult but I was kind of expecting half naked women on the walls. But it’s a huge room with a desk and even a couch in it. Lovely. Much nicer than the small room I have in my apartment, not that he’s made me feel bad about it.
“You like the mirror over there?” he asks pointing to a reflective surface that is practically a whole wall.
“Yeah, it’s nice. Why do you ask?”
He drops me to my feet and struts across the room, coming back with an office chair that he positions in front of the mirror. Then he sits there in front of it with his pants down, looking at me expectantly.
“You want me to come over there?” I come over a little shy. “Are you serious?”
He wiggles his finger and I find myself following him like I’m under a damn spell or something. As soon as I stand in front of him, he indicates for me to take my dress off. Because he’s looking at me like I’m a sex goddess, the coyness flows away and I do as he wants, removing the dress. Then the bra and my panties. His eyes pop wide as the light glitters off my skin, making me feel even more beautiful.
