“After I shower,” she said. She kept her eyes on it until we entered the bathroom.
We washed each other playfully and I’d never been so thankful for body wash. I watched it run down her breasts and stomach. It slid slowly over her nipples and into her belly button, down her hip bones and over her thighs. Mmm, she’s perfect. I’d need to remember to buy some for her so she didn’t have to smell like Axe for men after she showered here, which I hoped would be often.
I turned her and washed her back so I could watch the soap run down her ass and the back of her thighs. She looked back at me over her shoulder and smiled.
“How’s it going back there?” she asked.
“Sorry.” I realized how long I’d been enjoying the view. “I can’t get enough of your beautiful body. It’s the first time I’ve ever felt jealousy for soap suds.”
She turned around and squirted the body wash on my chest. “Oh, yeah?” She lathered it up, and when I was nice and covered with suds, she kissed me as she slid herself against me. It felt warm and amazing and I was getting hard again. She turned around, keeping her body against mine, soaping up all of herself off of me. She backed up and leaned her head under the sprayer, letting the water run down the front of her body, rinsing the soap. I actually bit my bottom lip so hard it broke the skin.
She grabbed me and pulled me under the sprayer, rinsing me quickly and turning off the water. She dried me off first and used the same towel on herself, wrapping it around her afterwards. She couldn’t wait to get on my bed and I laughed as she ran in and jumped up on it. She spread out right in the middle, closed her eyes, and sighed.
“This is heavenly. I’m going to sleep like a baby tonight.”
I climbed up next to her. “Oh, we’re actually going to sleep some?” I whispered as I nuzzled into her neck.
She giggled and put her hand in my hair. “Maybe, at some point.”
I nuzzled more as she rubbed my scalp and played with my ear. She leaned forward slightly, and as I moved to the back of her neck, she moaned and her body curled.
“I think I found your spot,” I whispered.
“Mmm, don’t stop,” she said.
I rolled her over, climbing onto her from behind. I pushed her damp hair to one side and kissed the back of her neck. She stretched her arms above her head and put her face into the bed, allowing me to cover every inch with my tongue, sucking and biting as I made her squirm under me. She loved it and I smiled as I discovered her weakness.
“Mmm, you’re soft,” I said against the skin on her neck.
She giggled and wriggled her body as it tickled her so good. I rolled onto my side, pulling her to her side into the spooning position. I opened the towel and ran my hand down her warm, soft stomach right to her clit. I rubbed her as I continued on the back of her neck with my mouth. She pushed her ass back against my hardness and I grinded against her as I slowly slid my finger into her. She moaned and pressed against me harder.
“You’re so wet,” I said against her skin.
“Yes,” she whispered between heavy breaths.
I grabbed my KY off the nightstand and rubbed it onto my cock. As I got back into position behind her, I slid it in right under her ass between her thighs. I continued with my hands and my mouth and she continued with her gyration, which felt almost as good as the real thing as I slid in and out of that space.
“Brynn, you make me crazy horny,” I whispered in her ear.
“Mmm, Sean, tell me.” She loved it.
I rubbed her faster, harder, knowing she was getting close. “Watching you come is going to make me come,” I whispered through labored breathing.
She moaned and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me tighter against her. Her body tightened.
“Let go, baby,” I panted into her neck and boy, did she. She yanked her hand from my hair and slapped it over the top of mine, stopping my massage but holding the pressure while she shivered and moaned. I grabbed my cock and three strokes later came onto her sweet ass.
We lay there, panting. I squeezed her against me and realized we needed some clean up. I grabbed some Kleenex and carefully wiped my come from her cheeks and my stomach. She was still. Her eyes were closed but she was smiling. I kissed her shoulder. She shivered slightly so I pulled my comforter back, covering her and put a pillow under her head. She snuggled into it, never opening her eyes.
I cleaned up the kitchen and checked my phone. I had a text from Gia asking me to call her when I had some time to chat. I glanced at the time. It was far too late, so I decided I’d call her on my lunch break the next day. I made sure everything was locked up and set my alarm before I got ready to climb into bed.
I stopped and looked down at Brynn. She was absolutely adorable as she slept. It was hard to believe that the quiet, sweet, innocent girl I’d met yesterday for tea was now sleeping in my bed after giving me a day full of fun surprises and non-intercoursal orgasms.
***
I woke before my alarm sounded, so I reached over and shut it off. Brynn was snuggled up to me and it was the best feeling in the world. I kissed her forehead and she opened her eyes.
“Welcome back,” I told her.
“Mmm,” she said and closed her eyes again.
“Do you want to stay here while I’m at work?”
“No, I’ll go home.” She sighed.
“Are you sure? You could stay in this bed as long as you wanted.”
“No, I better not.”
“Think about it while I shower. By the way, you’re just as sexy when you’re sleeping as you are when you’re awake.” I kissed her forehead again before I got up.
“Thank you,” she said right before I entered the bathroom. I turned and saw her peeking out from under the comforter. “I’m sorry. I’m not a morning person.”
“It’s okay. Just take your time.”
While I showered I mulled it all over in my mind. Shy, soft-spoken little Brynn with her lonely childhood and love/hate relationship with food was lying in my bed, naked, after a day filled with fun, honesty, and erotic experiences. She’d surprised me several times by not only verbally opening up to me, but physically letting go as well. I had a feeling I could really fall for her. I had to be careful, though, I knew she was struggling with some issues, and as much as I wanted to help her, I knew where my place was if I wanted us to have a chance. I wanted to be her boyfriend, not her therapist.
When I walked back into my room, Brynn was sitting up, but still in bed. She looked at me and smiled.
“Sean,” she started, but hesitated.
I sat beside her. “What is it?”
She looked into my eyes. “Nothing,” she said and shook her head.
“C’mon, tell me.”
“Yesterday was amazing. The best date I’ve ever had.” She seemed sad.
“Have you been on a lot of dates?” I asked. She shook her head no. “If ours was amazing, why the long face?”
“It’s over.” She looked toward the window.
“Just until later. Why don’t you hang out here while I go to work? I’d love to come home to you here.” The thought of it excited me.
“No, I have an appointment today and some other errands, but I appreciate the offer.”
“Are you taking a cab to your appointment and errands?” She nodded, still looking toward the window. “Why don’t you take my car?”
She whipped her head back to look at me and started laughing hysterically. She fell back on the bed and rolled to her side, laughing.
“What?” I didn’t get it, but her laugh was making me laugh.
“No, but thanks.” She was gaining control.
“Why was that so funny?”
“Sorry,” she said, “I don’t know how to drive, and even if I did, I can’t believe you’d let me use your car.”
“It’s just a car,” I told her. “You’ve never learned to drive?”
“No.”
“Would you like to?”
She shrug
ged. “I don’t know.”
“Well, I’ll teach you if you do.”
She hugged me and the blanket she’d had covering her chest fell. Her breasts were against my chest and I wanted a replay of last night. I went to kiss them, but she caught my chin with her hand.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” she said and kissed me. “Like I said, I’m not a morning person.” Then she hopped out of my bed and walked her sexy ass into the bathroom. Mmm.
“Will you have dinner with me tonight?” I hollered to her as I dressed.
“Of course.” She headed to collect her clothes from the guest bath. I followed her as I buttoned and zipped.
“Watching you walk around naked is making me want to be late for work,” I told her.
“Stop it.” She turned and smiled, but kept walking. I swear I considered calling in sick.
I caught up to her, pushed her hair off the back of her neck, and went right for her weak spot. “You’d be worth the punishment,” I whispered on her skin.
“You’re playing dirty,” she said.
“Yes, but I thought you liked—” My cell phone interrupted me. I wasn’t going to answer, but Brynn took the opportunity to escape the seduction.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Hey man, it’s Corey.” He was a good friend of mine from school. “I’m having a big bash on the Fourth. Lots of food, booze, women and fireworks.”
“Sounds fun,” I said. “Can I bring someone?”
“Holy shit! You mean, like a girl?” He laughed.
“You’re a dick,” I said.
“Of course, bring as many as you want. See ya then!” He hung up.
Corey was a good guy. He graduated last year and joined his dad’s practice as a plastic surgeon. Sometimes he drank too much and turned into a loud mouth asshole with a chip on his shoulder, but when he was sober he was a lot of fun. He’d tried to fix me up with a couple of his ex-girlfriend’s friends, but I always had an excuse not to go. I didn’t want the added pressure of someone else watching when I re-entered the dating scene.
“What are you doing for the Fourth of July?” I asked Brynn through the closed bathroom door.
“Uh, I’m not sure yet.” She sounded as though she had some options she was considering.
“I’d like to take you to a party at a friend’s house.”
“I’ll have to think about it. Can I let you know later?” She opened the door and breezed right past me to get her phone, which was still on the dock.
I got a weird feeling. “Seems like you’re in a hurry to get going. Is something wrong?”
“No.” She shook her head. “I just think it’s a little early to be meeting friends and family and stuff. It makes me uncomfortable.” She was quiet, shy again.
“Okay.” I walked up and took her little hand. “You’re right. I’m being presumptuous and I apologize. If you’re not busy on the Fourth, then I’d like to spend some time with you, just the two of us. Think about it?” She nodded and I hugged her.
She was pretty quiet as I drove her home. I didn’t like the vibe she was giving me and I wanted to talk about it, but I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.
“Can I pick you up at six for dinner?”
“Sure. Thanks for everything. I had a really good time.” She kissed me quickly on the lips and I watched her until she entered her building.
Chapter 4
Work was hectic, as I assumed it would be until after the upcoming holiday weekend. By the time I took a late lunch, I was starving and devoured my burger like nobody’s business. I didn’t even take my entire hour, just enough time to eat. I was relieved to see Carl at five sharp to take over for me.
I checked my messages as I hurried to my car to get home and shower before my date with Brynn. She’d sent me a text.
I agreed to cover a shift at work. Sorry about dinner.
“Shit!” I was disappointed to say the least. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was avoiding me. I regretted not talking to her about it that morning. I tried to call her, remembering that her shift started at eight the other night. She didn’t answer. I left her a message to call me when she had a break or got off work. I told her I could give her a ride if she wanted.
When I got home, I showered and put in a movie. I got a text from Gia.
What part of “be careful with her” told you to ask her to spend the nite after one date?!
My pulse raced as I called Gia.
“Oh, sure, I asked you to call me twenty-four hours ago and I got nothin’, but I send you a text about Brynn and you call me in two seconds!” She was laughing.
“Sorry, I meant to call you on my break today, but work was hectic so I didn’t have a chance. What did Brynn say? When did you talk to her?” I was anxious.
“Oh my!” She teased. “You’ve got it bad for her already! Calm down, lover boy. I talked to her a few hours ago. She said you’re great.” That’s it?
“Come on, Gia, you know I need more than that. What did she say about spending the night? Did she seem like she regretted it?”
“She said she spent the night, but she was still a virgin.” I could see Gia smiling on the other end. “I didn’t doubt it, since I’ve spent the night with you three times and you’ve had, what did you call it? Oh, yeah, ‘mad self-control skills’ and never touched me.” She giggled. Brynn must not have told her what we’d done in place of ‘intercourse.’ I smiled.
“Yeah, yeah, just get on with it,” I told her.
“She said you were sexy and sweet and that you were taking her to dinner tonight. Why aren’t you at dinner, and why would she regret it?”
“She texted me while I was at work saying she was covering a shift at the club and sorry about dinner. When I took her home this morning, she was a little quiet compared to last night, so I’ve been paranoid all day that maybe she was having second thoughts about seeing me.” I sounded pathetic.
“Sean, go slow with her. I’m proud of you for being interested in her even after finding out she’s a virgin stripper, but don’t smother her. She’s been through a lot and she needs a slow, steady hand, not an overbearing boyfriend right off the bat. What’s gotten into you? You know better.” She was right. Shit.
“I can’t believe you’re telling me this,” I chuckled. “She’s just so…hot and sweet at the same time. It’s very intoxicating. But yes, I’ve got to slow down, a little.”
“Good boy,” she teased. “Now, I have news, too!” She was excited.
Must’ve been what she’d called about last night. “Let’s have it,” I told her.
“I’m engaged! Ethan and I are getting married!” I gasped and felt the wind get knocked out of me.
“Wow,” I managed to say. “Congratulations.”
“Thanks, Sean. I know it’s fast, but we’re going to have a long engagement, and like you said, sometimes you just know right away, and I don’t have a doubt,” she gushed.
“Gia, that’s great. Tell Ethan he’s the luckiest bastard I know.” I attempted to joke because I didn’t want her to notice my real feelings.
“Sean, you’ve been a big part of helping Ethan and I while I was in treatment and we’re so grateful for you. I’d hate to think where we’d be if it weren’t for meeting you in the elevator.”
“You two were meant to be together.” I truly believed that. “And you two did all the work, so now you get to reap the rewards and live the life you’ve always deserved.”
“I love you, Sean. You’re my best friend.” She was emotional.
“Ditto.” I was emotional, too.
I had to get out of the house. I jumped in the car and soon found myself in the hotel gym. I worked out like a madman. I was trying to come to terms with how I felt about Gia and Ethan’s engagement. I knew they were meant for each other. I knew he’d give her everything she deserved. I knew how that felt, because I’d had it, once, with Gretchen. Why did I have to lose her before I could give her everything she deserved?
Brynn was a breath of fresh air, and although I didn’t have the immediate attraction to her that I’d had with Gretchen and Gia, I was attracted nonetheless. I tried to think of all the things I liked about her, besides the physical stuff. She was sweet, shy, a virgin, a great dancer, loved to swim and spend time outdoors, and she was focused on her future. She was independent, appreciative, open and honest. Yes, I liked her, and not just because she was sexually uninhibited and open, that was a bonus.
I showered at the gym and talked myself out of driving to Sashay. I knew I had to back off and let Brynn return my message in her own time. Just as I’d accepted that, my phone beeped and I got a rush when I saw it was a text from her.
I’m off at 11, would love a ride. :)
“Yes!” I glanced at the clock, it was 9:21. I texted back.
I’ll be there :)
I swung into the grocery store, picked up a few things, and took them back to my place. I didn’t know if she’d want to come over after work, but I hoped so. I just wanted to be with her, next to her, all night.
I had nervous anticipation as I waited in the parking lot. I wasn’t sure if I should go in and get her or wait outside. I stood beside the passenger door and just as I was about to text her, I saw her. My jaw dropped.
Her hair was curled and bounced with every step she took in her black stilettos. Black fishnets ran up her legs and under the black pea coat, which I assumed hid some skimpy outfit that undoubtedly looked sexy as hell on her beautiful body. Her lips were deliciously red and her cheeks were glowing pink. Her eyes sparkled with dark smoky lids and defined black lines traced the bottoms and up to the corners. She was beyond gorgeous. She was every man’s fantasy.
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