by Cindy Wilder
A loud noise woke me from a sound sleep. I heard someone walking down the hallway and wasn't sure if it was one of my soon to be brothers or if it was Jen. I had to go to the bathroom so badly, so I peeked out into the hallway. When I didn't see anyone, I walked down the hall and reached for the knob. Just as I went to turn it, the door opened and I jumped. When I looked up, my eyes widened and and my mouth dropped open. It was Brad. I couldn't believe it and rubbed my eyes before opening them again. It was really him. I couldn't hold back my excitement any longer and kissed his cheek before throwing my arms around his neck to hug him.
“I can't believe you're here. Did you decide to leave early? You weren't leaving until tomorrow. I'm so happy to see you. Wait a second,” I said, as I pulled back. “You're one of the boys. My dad's with your mom. They are getting married. Shit, Brad. What are we going to do?”
“I'm happy to see you too,” he said with a small laugh. “It's going to be a great summer with you here. We're going to have so much fun. I'll see you in the morning.”
He gave me a cocky smirk and walked back to his room. Oh, shit! His room was right next to mine. I went to the bathroom and hurried back to my room. Something seemed different, but I wasn't sure what it was. I was half asleep and so excited to see him. He was probably exhausted from driving home so late. We could talk about it in the morning. I was just so happy to have him there. It was going to be an amazing summer.
One Step at a Time #2
I curled up under my covers and couldn't help but think about the man on the other side of the wall. Having him there was the most unexpected surprise. My belly had butterflies at the thought of being able to see him all summer long. I thought we were going to drift apart barely seeing each other, but that was no longer my worry. We'd be able to see each other all the time. It took all I had not to sneak over into his bed. I was lonely without his arms around me. He made me feel so safe and wanted. When we made love, I felt like I was the only women in the world. I listened closely to see if I could hear him moving around, but I didn't. Everything was quiet. There wasn't a sound in the house.
I wasn't used to so much silence. When I was at my dorm, I could always hear someone in another room or in the hallway. When I was at Brad's, there was always someone moving around the apartment. All of the guys kept different schedules.
I closed my eyes and tried to fall back to sleep, but all I could think about was my man on the other side of the wall and how much I wanted him. My mind drifted from one thing to the next. Our parents were getting married and they seemed very happy. I couldn't remember the last time I saw my dad smile that much in one day. I didn't think there was anything wrong with my relationship with Brad. We were together before we knew about them. I just wasn't sure if our parents would agree with me. We had to keep it quiet. They couldn't find out. I didn't like the thought of being right next to him and not being able to touch him. We were both used to showing affection. It didn't matter where we were. It had only been a month since we moved our friendship forward, and we were still in the fresh and new stage. There was no way I wanted to ruin what my dad and Jen had going. They really seemed to care for each other. I would be gone back to school in less than three months, and so would Brad. Maybe I should have stayed at the apartment, I thought. The bad thing about that was that I'd be an hour away from my dad and Brad. He wouldn't have an excuse to not be home all the time. My dad would also have to pay for the apartment instead of putting that money into his new home life. I needed to get out of my head and stop overthinking everything. My eyes were closed, and I finally fell asleep.
I heard the knob on my bedroom door turn. A small bit of light came through the room and was gone again. When I felt the covers move and the bed dip behind me, I felt my body relax. It was him. Brad was there with me, and I was so happy. I felt his finger brush my neck as he moved my hair. Then I felt tiny kisses from the base of my neck to ear. Tiny goosebumps broke out across my skin, and I felt the heat shoot straight to my core. I leaned my neck to the side and moaned as he sucked my earlobe into his mouth.
“Were you waiting for me, baby?” he asked.
I nodded as I felt my thighs clench together. His body moved closer to my back, and I could feel the heat radiating from him. He put his arm over me and slid his hand up the front of my shirt and cupped my breast. When his fingers rolled and then pinched my nipple, I pushed my ass back against him. A low moan vibrated through me when I felt how hard he was against me. I continued moving my body against him while he teased my nipples and kissed my neck.
“I can't wait to suck and pull these perfect nipples. They're ready and waiting for me. You like when I take them into my mouth, don't you?” he asked.
I nodded again. The way he was talking was turning me on. He was being a bit more vocal than usual, and I really liked it. The firmness of his hands felt so good, and I found myself moving against him even more. I knew it was because I didn't think I was going to see him and was so turned on that he came into my room. He wasn't making me wait to be with him.
His hand went down my stomach and beneath the waist of my shorts. When he moved under my panties and cupped my mound, I felt the heat from his hand and shivered. His fingers moved down through my wetness and back.
“Fuck, baby,” he whispered. “You're already wet for me. Do you know what I'm going to do to you?”
I moaned as his finger rubbed my clit before moving down and spreading me.
“I'm going to eat your pussy like never before. You're going to ride my face while I fuck you with my tongue. I'm going to suck every bit of juice you give me as you come around me. Just when you think it can't get any better, I'm going to make you come again. Then I'm going to crawl up you and fuck you like our lives depend on it. I'm going to fuck you hard and deep. You're going to want to scream out at the top of your lungs, but you're not going to. You have to keep quiet so our parents don't hear us. You wouldn't want them to hear me fuck you, would you?”
“No,” I said in a whisper.
I was so damn turned on. Between his touching me and the words he was whispering in my ear, I thought I was going to explode. He must have been just as happy to see me as I was him.
“You're going to come around my dick, but I won't be done yet. You're going to get on all fours, and I'm going to fuck you from behind. It's going to take all you have not to yell out, but you're going to hold back so we don't get caught. Do you hear me, baby?”
I nodded my head and reached around to touch his hardness. A gasp came out of me when I realized he was already naked and his hard shaft was in my hand.
“You like that, don't you? You like the feel of my rock hard cock in your hand. I know you do. You can't wait for me to fuck you with it, but you're going to have to. I'm not ready to give it to you yet. Before I make you come on my tongue, I think I'm going to make you come on my fingers. What do you think? Do you want to feel my fingers inside that sweet pussy?”
“Mmmm,” was all I could manage.
I liked hearing him talk to me like that. He had such a sweet side as well. It was like the best of both worlds. His hand moved my legs apart as I leaned back against him. His fingers moved up and down my folds. He spread me and I moaned again. He thrust one finger inside of me, as I felt his hardness pushing against the back of my shorts. His palm rubbed against my clit as he moved his finger out and back in again. When he added another finger, my back arched and I pushed against his hand. He continued the pressure on my clit as he thrust his fingers into me deep and rough. I ground against his hand and moaned. His free hand grabbed my hair and pulled back. Then he covered my mouth with his. His kiss was rough and demanding. He definitely needed to be in control. The harder he fucked me with his fingers, the more I ground against his hand. I reached back and grabbed his head to deepen the kiss even more. My back arched even more with my arms behind his head. He did something with his fingers inside of me, and I couldn't take it anymore. I moved against his hand chasing my release, and my tongue
fought his for control.
“I want to feel that tight pussy come around my fingers. Be quiet or I'll have to stop, and you won't have my cock inside of you. We can't have that. My cock wants to fuck you so bad.”
I wasn't sure what had come over Brad. He hadn't shown me that side of him often. When I exploded around his fingers, I heard his groan and I whimpered over and over. It was so hard to be quiet, but I didn't want to ruin it. He continued to thrust his fingers in and out until my body relaxed. When he pulled his fingers out of me, he moved them up my body.
“Open your mouth for me,” he whispered.
I froze for a moment.
“Brad,” I said. “Is everything.”
“Open, baby,” he demanded cutting me off.
My mouth opened instantly. He stuck both of his fingers into my mouth.
“Suck my fingers. I want to feel you suck your juices from them. I want you to know how good you taste.”
I sucked his fingers and found it actually turned me on more. He pulled his fingers out of my mouth, and he moved out from behind me. I fell back against the sheets. He moved over me and straddled my body. I could see bits of him from the light of the moon that was coming through the window. He grabbed the hem of my tank-top and pulled up. When he got it just over my head, he let go. I moved to take it off my arms, but he stopped me with his hand.
“Leave it,” he said sternly. “I want you to listen, baby. I know you didn't expect to see me, and I'm going to show you how happy I am to see you. You've just made my summer that much better. You need to do everything I say. If you don't, I'm going to stop. Do you hear me?”
I nodded and tried to look into his eyes, but it wasn't bright enough. He moved my shirt back where he had it. I couldn't move my arms apart and he had them above my head. He leaned down and licked circles around my nipple. I felt it harden. Then he put his mouth over it and sucked it softly at first. After a moment, he began sucking harder. My knees went up behind where he was straddling me and my back arched. I pushed my breast against his mouth. When I went to move my arms to touch him, he stopped me again. He sucked my nipple harder and grazed it with his teeth. I moaned and moved beneath him. He released it and moved to the other side. When he repeated the same thing on that side, he pinched my other nipple with his fingers, and I couldn't stop my body from moving.
“You feel how hard I am for you?” he whispered into my ear. “I know you want me inside of you, but I want to taste you first. If you're good and come for me quietly, I'll fuck you hard. I'll fuck you better than I ever have before. No sweet stuff tonight, baby. It's all about need. I need you as badly as you need me. I can't wait to see your face tomorrow when all you can do is think about how fucked you are.”
“Brad,” I whispered ready to explode again.
“Shhh,” he said. “Quiet. You're going to be so surprised. It's going to be so worth it.”
He licked the spots his fingers traveled when he pulled them out from inside of me. When he got to the waist of my shorts, he pulled them and my panties down my legs and off.
“You taste fucking amazing, baby,” he said. “I can't wait to taste you from the inside. Are you ready?”
I moaned as his mouth came down on me. He spread my legs apart with his hands and put them over his shoulders. I felt his finger touch my clit just as his tongue tasted me. He licked and sucked me as he touched me. It felt so good. I went to move my arms so I could touch him and he pulled his mouth away.
“Stay still,” he said. “Arms above your head.”
There was no way I wanted him to stop, so I put my arms right back where they were. He moved right back in and began licking me like he was on a mission. He took my clit in his fingers and rubbed, as I moaned as quietly as I could. His tongue thrust into me, and I jerked. He began to move it out and back in. My hips moved in time with his tongue as he fucked me with it. I moaned and bucked my hips as I ground against his face.
“Fuck,” I whispered. “Oh, Brad. That feels so damn good.”
“Quiet,” he snapped.
He continued to thrust his tongue into me, and I came hard around it. My hips moved as I chased my intense orgasm. I felt my pussy tighten and release. My body began to relax, but he grabbed under my ass to keep me in the air.
“I'm not done yet. You taste so damn good. I want it again. I want you to come on my tongue once more.”
I was sensitive and moved to lower myself, but he held me firmly in his hands as he plunged his tongue in deep and hard. My body felt like it was going to give out on me. I felt it building. I knew when I came, it was going to be huge. My hips moved again with his tongue and my back arched. My head moved to the side. I couldn't control the feelings that were shooting through me and was about to explode. He began to reach even deeper with his tongue. I felt my juices dripping down my thigh. I was just about to come when he pinched my clit sending me spiraling into an orgasm so intense. I knew I was louder than I should have been. I could hear myself but couldn't stop it. He let me down on the bed and leaned over me. His hand grabbed the back of my head, and he claimed my mouth hard as his tongue pushed between my lips. I could barely keep my eyes open and barely heard the rip of the package.
He hovered over me and spread my legs with his knee. I felt his cock at my entrance and opened my eyes. He was still kissing me hard. It was like he was taking every last drop of energy I had. I felt like he couldn't get enough of me. A strange feeling went through my body, but I pushed it away. I didn't want Brad to think I didn't want him. That wasn't it. I just couldn't figure out what it was that seemed off. He thrust into me hard before I could catch my breath.
“Fuck,” he moaned. “You're so fucking tight. I can feel your pussy sucking my cock. It feels amazing.”
He grabbed my hands and held them against the bed above my head as he plunged into me hard and fast. My body reacted to him, and my orgasm was building yet again. I was exhausted but wanted to come. He thrust into me so hard that my body moved up the bed a little each time. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moved my hips with his. He leaned down and kissed me hard as he pumped into me with such need. My clit rubbed against him as he slammed into me hard, and I shot off without warning. He swallowed my moans, and I heard a growl from deep in his chest.
“That feels so damn good, baby,” he said. “I'm not sure I could ever get enough of that tight pussy coming around my dick.”
He pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach.
“Get up on your hands and knees, baby. I want that sweet ass in the air.”
Brad had never been like that before. I wash shocked by how aggressive he was being. Normally, he was concerned with me and how I was feeling. He always made me come. I liked the demanding tone and sexy talk but something just felt different. I felt like it was all about him. He was showing no concern for my feelings, and it was strange. I liked what he was doing. The thought of being with him in that position was exciting to me. It was something in his attitude that was bothering me. Something was different about him.
He put my hands on the headboard.
“Hold on tight, baby. I'm taking you hard. This is for me. I want you to feel me when you get up in the morning and all day tomorrow. I want you to remember what we did,” he demanded.
I did as he said. His hand nudged my lower back so that my ass was higher in the air. He held my hips in his hands and thrust into me. I let out a yelp and he laughed. With each thrust forward I felt my nipples rub the sheets below. My orgasm began to build. There was no way I could come again. He held my hips in his hands tight and slammed into me. My body moved forward and my breast rubbed against the cool wood of the headboard. He reached around me and rubbed my clit as he thrust up and into me hard and deep. I cried out at all of the sensations as I came around him again.
“Brad,” I moaned. “Fuck, Brad.”
He held me tight and slammed into me again, and I felt his cock twitch. One more thrust and I felt him come as he moaned against my ear. He pulled m
e back against him making sure not to break our connection. My body was limp, as he held me in his arms and kissed me.
“That was amazing,” he said. “Thank you so much, baby. You have no idea what you just did for me.”
I winced as he pulled out of me and gently let me down onto the bed. He covered me up and left the room. I couldn't wait for him to come back and hold me in his arms. My eyes felt so heavy, and I instantly fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes, he wasn't there and the bright sun was shining through the window. There was a soft knock at the door.
“Tara”
It was my dad.
“Get up. I want to take you out for lunch so we can talk,” he said.
“Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.
I heard him walk away. That was the most intense dream I had ever had. It felt so real. I felt a tear slip from the corner of my eye as I realized Brad wasn't really there with me. When I pulled back the covers, I gasped. I was naked. Was my dream that good? Did I seriously take my clothes off? When I moved to get out of bed, I winced at the feeling between my legs. I was sore. Shit! It wasn't a dream.
I grabbed new clothes and pulled on a robe, as I took off down the hallway. Was he home, I wondered? I needed to talk to him before he said anything in front of our parents.
At school, I had learned to take fast showers since there were so many girls sharing the same bathroom. I brushed my teeth, got dressed, and pulled the brush through my hair. My dad didn't need to come back upstairs to get me. I needed to keep Brad away from him until we talked. When I got back to my room, I hung my robe and grabbed my phone to send Brad a quick text.
Me: I'm going out with my dad for the day, but I need to talk to you later today.
Brad: Okay. I'll call you later tonight after I spend some time with my mom.
Me: Don't say anything about us until we talk.
Brad: Okay. Is everything alright?
Just as I started to type, my dad yelled up to me. I yelled back that I was putting on my shoes and would be right down.