He falls down on top of me, our panting breaths in sync.
Neither of us move for a minute, both spent.
I can’t stop from caressing his back and shoulders with my fingers. Light strokes that pull contented moans from him as he kisses my neck.
When he pulls back, his lips are soft against mine, almost reverent. The madness is gone, his eyes clear, staring straight into me. Still inside me, he caresses my hair, forehead resting on mine.
“Did you drive?” he asks.
I shake my head. “Jenna picked me up.”
His lips move lightly against mine. “Can I take you home?”
“To Columbus? No.” His lower lip juts out, and I can’t help but giggle at the cute expression on his face. “But, you can take me to my home. I’ll even let you sneak in the shower with me once the parents are asleep, if you’re good.”
His face lights up, and he bites his lower lip. “I’m always good, baby.”
I roll my eyes and slap his chest.
“Just imagine when you move to Columbus. Sex, sex, sex all the time.”
He pulls out and steps back, walking over to the small sink and grabbing some paper towels.
“We have to have some study sessions where there is actual studying, otherwise I’m going to flunk out of school,” I say.
He wipes his cock off, licking his lips as he stares at my *. “Okay, sex first, then studying.”
“Why first?”
He puts my panties back in place, giving a little pat, letting me know he wants his come to stay right where he put it. “All that sexual tension in the air. How are we supposed to get anything done with that looming over us?”
“Sexual tension? Please! Just an excuse to fuck me.”
He nods. “Kitty, I would fuck you every minute of the day if I could.”
I reach up and caress his cheek before pulling his lips down to mine. Soft, sensual, spine-tingling bliss, and something I would never stop doing, because kissing Brayden is becoming my favorite thing to do.
“I have to get back to the movie,” I say. I’m no longer concerned with it really, and I’m sure it has already started, but I don’t need my friends sending out a search party.
Grabbing onto my waist, he puts me back on my feet and threads his fingers with mine, pulling me to the door.
“I suppose, if you have to get back. I can go hunt down our brother.”
“Ew, don’t say it like that after we just had sex!”
He laughs, getting what I’m sure is the response he’s after. Making fun of our situation does help a little with the reality of it.
When we get back to the door leading to the lobby, he stops and releases my hand.
“Thanks for attacking me.”
“Anytime,” His lip twitches up. “Seriously. Anytime.”
I pop an elbow into his side and find I’m having a hard time leaving him. “You’re such a jerk.”
Leaning down, he gives me a kiss on the temple, along with a slap on the ass. “Have fun. I’ll see you after the movie.”
I sneak out the door, leaving him to follow a minute later. The halls have emptied some, but there are still a lot of people milling around.
The couple hundred feet down to theater nine seem to last forever, my heart beating wildly against my chest. I’m caught between wildly excited about our public sex and extremely terrified that someone who knew us saw what was going on.
The movie is already going when I enter, spotting my friends in the second row. I duck down to slide in next to Ashley.
“Where have you been?” she asks as she points to my drink in the cup holder.
I give her a blank stare and from the other side of her, Jenna starts laughing, but not at the screen, earning a glare from the person in front of us.
“You totally had a movie theater rendezvous, didn’t you?”
I purse my lips and glare at her as I grab a handful of popcorn and try to make sense of the movie that started fifteen minutes ago.
While it helps me to ignore the giggles of my friends, it does nothing for the feel of thick liquid slowly pooling in my cheekies.
Yeah, I just came at her like a beast. Manhandling her until my dick was pumping inside her like a male ruled by the basic need to fuck my seed into a female of the species.
Only, it was really a shit day with pent-up anger and blue balls after she fucking teased me this morning. Walking into the bathroom as I was getting ready for work, wearing almost nothing, smirking while she stripped off her clothes and got in the shower, knowing I didn’t have time.
How the fuck was I supposed to stop the cock busting through my zipper or the madness that took over with each passing minute of the day without being inside her? Did she really think not being home when I got there was going to help her cause? That because she was in public I wouldn’t come after her?
Hell, no. My dick couldn’t wait.
I’m calmer now, the testosterone no longer pulsing through my veins like I was jacked up on steroids or some shit.
“Better?” Dana asks as I sit down at a table a few blocks from where Kira is to wait.
My brow scrunches. “Better?”
“Ryan said you were having a rough day.”