Intrigued and Enchanted (7 page)

“That’s it sweetheart, now do it a bit faster, gradually pick up the pace.” I do as he asks and the arousal I feel from watching him is making me ache for my own release. As I quicken my movements over his rock hard length, I sweep my thumb over the head of his cock, eliciting a sexy as hell growl from his chest.

“Fuck Lily. That feels amazing, I’m going to come baby.” I’m pumping his cock hard and fast with my hand, mesmerised by the look on his face. Suddenly he’s shouting my name.

“Fuck Lily…Lily….Yes baby…..Fucking Hell.” I feel his orgasm rip though him and pulse down the length of him. I have never been so turned on in my life. He grabs my face in his hands and ravishes my mouth with his tongue.

“You. Are. So. Fucking. Sexy. Woman.” Kissing me after each word.

“You’ll be the death of me.” As he kisses me, his hands move from my hair down to my breasts, one hand continuing down to where I have a growing ache. He expertly works me with his fingers bringing me to a quick and intense orgasm.

“Your body was made for me Lily. You’re mine. Say it. Say your mine.”

“I’m yours Brandon.” I know in that moment that it’s the truth.

I’m so exhausted after our exertions in the tub that Brandon lifts me out, wraps me in a towel and carries me through to the bed, laying me down gently.

“I’ll be back in a minute sweetheart.” Brandon quickly dries himself off and pulls on his jeans. He disappears from the room and I hear the front door open. Within 2 minutes he’s back in the bedroom with two bags in his hands.

“Okay, don’t get mad at me, because I wasn’t assuming anything would happen between us, but I like to be prepared, so I contacted Jess on Thursday to ask if she would make up an overnight bag for you, just in case you wanted to stay here.”

I know I probably should be mad at him for going behind my back to Jess and maybe even for hoping I would spend the night with him on our first date. But I just can’t be mad at him. I believe that he just wanted to take care of me and make sure I have what I need.

“It’s ok Brandon. I’m not mad at you. Let’s see what Jess packed for me then.” I grab the bag and head into the bathroom.

Of course, Jess didn’t pack anything comfortable. The bag is filled with sexy lingerie, and a less than practical outfit for tomorrow. Thanks a lot Jester. I put on a pair of silk panties from the bag, brush my teeth and open the door. I grab Brandon’s white shirt off the floor and quickly put it on.

“Damn woman. My shirt has never looked so good. Get your fine ass over here.”

“Do you mind if I wear it? Jester packed nothing comfortable or practical.”

“Jester?” He says laughing.

“That’s what I call my beloved best friend when she’s being an ass-hat.”

“Charming. Now get over here and join me.”

He’s changed out of his jeans into a pair of grey PJ bottoms, low slung on his hips, showing the hallowed V in all its glory! Turning down the covers he looks up and gives me the sweetest smile.

“I won’t bite baby. Not unless you ask.” I quickly jump into bed, nervous, this is another first for me. Sleeping in a bed with a man, not just any man, a God amongst men. Will I get any sleep? I might have to stay awake just to savour the moment. As soon as he gets into the massive bed he closes the distance between us, pulling me into him. He turns me so my back is to his front and snakes his arm around my waist, kissing my hair.

“Get some sleep. Good night my sweet girl.” It feels like the most natural thing in the word to be cocooned in Brandon’s arms.

“Good night Brandon.” I snuggle in and drift off into the most peaceful sleep I’ve had since I was 15 years old.

8

I wake up in the same position I went to sleep in, wrapped in the warm embrace of an incredible man. The only difference is that Brandon has slung a leg over mine in his sleep, so even if I wanted to run away, I’m pinned to the bed. Of course, I don’t want to run away. I lay listening to the soft sounds of his even breathing for what seems like hours, enjoying the warmth and connection I feel to him at this moment.

“Good morning Miss Pritchard.” He presses his body against mine and nuzzles at my neck.

“I could get used to this in the morning. Did you sleep well?”

“I did actually. I haven’t slept that well in years. You?” Looking at him expectantly.

“I had a great sleep baby.”

He continues to kiss my neck, and I feel his hardness pressing against my ass. Oh. Hello. Someone else is awake I see.

“What would you like to do today? I thought maybe we could grab some breakfast here, take a shower and then whatever you want for the rest of the day.”

His voice is rough and sexy in the morning. I would literally do anything with him today. I know what you’re thinking, and you’re right.

“I really don’t mind what we do, I’m just happy to spend the day with you Brandon.” I’m interrupted by Brandon’s cell ringing.

“Shit, I have to take this” he says, frowning at the screen.

“Go ahead, I’ll go rustle us up some breakfast and give you some privacy.” I grab my iPhone and headphones and pad out to kitchen.

The fridge is fully stocked. Excellent. I decide a short stack and some bacon are just the right fuel for the day. I plug my headphones in and find some Pharrell to listen to while I make the pancake mixture. I dance around the kitchen, cooking and getting the breakfast bar set for two.

When everything’s ready I go in search of Brandon. As I walk down the hall I can’t help but overhear him still on his cell.

“What the fuck is she playing at? Find out what she wants Angus….I get that…I don’t care…fuck…just ask her what it will take to get rid of her and make it happen. I’ll be back tonight. We’ll talk then.”

I don’t want Brandon to know I overheard his conversation so I creep back towards the kitchen and shout out to him that breakfast is ready. He comes striding out, his hair tousled from running his hands through it. There’s a storm in his eyes; frustration; fear even.

What’s gotten him so riled? Maybe I don’t want to know.

“Everything ok?” That gets his attention. The look on his face softens as he drinks me in.

“Yes. Just some work stuff to sort out. Nothing that can’t wait till Monday.”

That’s the end of that conversation I guess.

“This smells delicious Lily. Is there no end to your talents?”

We sit eating our breakfast looking out towards the sea, watching the waves come and go and chatting about how to spend the day. With the decision made to visit the marina and grab some lunch, I start clearing the dishes away. Brandon comes up behind me at the sink and snakes his arms around my waist. Breathing softly at my ear.

“Would you shower with me Lily?” I turn in his arms to face him, taking in his ice blue gaze.

He lifts me up and across to the kitchen island and places me on top, parting my legs with his body. He gently caresses my skin with his lips, planting soft kisses every few seconds; his tongue running down the length of my neck and back up to my ear. My breathing is shallow and erratic as his lips connect with mine. I can’t stop the groan that his taste elicits from me. His hand grasps the back of my head and deepens the kiss, moaning his appreciation into my mouth.

He pulls away panting and grabs my waist; throwing me over his shoulder and makes his way back to the bedroom. I can’t stop laughing, yelling at Brandon to put me down. He just smacks my ass.

“No can do baby, we’re going for a shower. I can’t take no for an answer.” He doesn’t put me down while he switches on the water and grabs towels for us both.

What I’m not expecting is for him to lift me right into the shower, still wearing his shirt and him in is PJ bottoms. I squeal as he finally puts me down in the huge shower.

“Oh. Sweet girl. You are soaking wet, I better get you out of this shirt.” With a cheeky grin on his face he unbuttons the shirt, pushing it down my arms and letting it slap down onto the tile floor of the shower. He quickly removes his pants and kicks our clothes to the corner. We stand still, taking in the sight of each other. He looks glorious standing naked, the hot water raining down his body. I want to lick every inch of his olive skin.

“You’re perfect” I whisper.

“You said that the day I met you Lily. I can’t believe it’s not even been a week. I feel like you’ve been part of my life for as long as I can remember. I feel like you are a part of me that I didn’t realise I needed.” His eyes roam up and down my body.

“God you’re gorgeous.” Moving closer to me, pressing his wet body against mine, his impressive length hardening between us, his hands begin to roam all over my body, leaving behind a trail of fire and desire.

“I. Want. You. So. Badly. Lily.” Kissing me between each word.

“Can you feel how it would be for us? Tell me you do.” He drops to his knees in front of me.

He kisses my stomach, nipping and biting from hip to hip, his hands cupping my ass. He grabs my leg and places it on his shoulder, opening me up to his gaze. Running his fingers over my sex.

“This is mine Lily. Do you understand?” I’m mesmerised by him, letting myself bask in the sensation of his touch, together with the water beating down on me from above.

“Answer me Miss Pritchard. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Brandon…God…Yes.” His mouth is on me, ravaging my pussy, sucking on my clit.

Fucking hell, that feels good. My hips start to grind into his face, forcing him to take more of me; to work me harder with his tongue. He runs his tongue from my clit down through my throbbing folds and with a decisive thrust his tongue is inside me, thrusting back and forth, circling my entrance. I grab his hair in my hands, holding his mouth to my pussy, grinding against him faster, and faster.

“Oh God Brandon that feels unbelievable.” I can feel the familiar build-up in my core, speeding towards an explosive release.

Brandon stills his head, letting me set the pace and just suckles on my clit. I can’t hold back anymore; there are lights flashing behind my eyes, electricity shooting through my body, causing my legs to shake.

“Fuck……Brannnnndonnnn.” His name is a litany on my lips. He holds me up as my legs give way pressing me against the wall taking my mouth with the same passion that he showed my sex.

“Mine.” The word repeating as he kisses me senseless. When I come down from cloud nine, Brandon is smiling at me.

“Let’s get you washed baby.” He has my favourite shower gel squeezed into his palms and starts tenderly washing every inch of me. Not in a sexual way. He’s tending to me, caring for me, worshipping my body with his hands. When he’s washed every inch of my skin he reaches for the shampoo and starts to massage it into my scalp. I could go to sleep it’s so relaxing.

“Rinse baby.” I let the water cascade over my body, washing my insecurities away as I see myself through Brandon’s eyes. He’s hungry for me, arousal evident in his sparkling eyes…and the rest of his body.

I have a surge of confidence and take control, pressing Brandon against the wall with my hand; letting him know my intention as my hand grips his growing length while I lower to my knees, my eyes never leaving his.

“Lily. Are you sure about this?” My tongue darts out to flick the head of his cock.

“Yes” flick “mmmmmm” flick “Yes.” I have never seen the attraction with giving a guy head before. It just seemed kind of gross to me. But looking at Brandon and his beautiful cock, I’m desperate to taste him, to feel him on my tongue, to hear him groan in ecstasy.

I kiss the tip before running my tongue down the length of his shaft to the base, gently cupping his balls in my hand. As I run my tongue back up to the tip I hear him hiss through his clenched teeth.

“Fuck baby…that is…fuuuckk.” I swirl my tongue round the tip before taking him fully into my mouth. I start moving my head slowly back and forth, his hands fisting in my hair, guiding my pace, holding me where he needs me.

“God, that is so good baby, just like that.” I gradually increase my speed circling his thick shaft with my tongue, sucking him harder.

“Lily, I’m close, baby, you need to stop now before I come in your mouth.” He tries to pull free from me, but I don’t stop. I take him deeper into my mouth until I feel him hit the back of my throat. He starts thrusting frantically, losing control. It’s such a turn on seeing him come apart for me. With one last thrust of his hips, he explodes in my mouth, his hot salty cum shooting down my throat.

“Holy shit Lily…Fucking Helllllll.” Sucking every last drop from him, I let him rub-out the aftershocks of his orgasm. Brandon grabs me into his arms and holds me tight against his chest.

“Sweet girl, can I just say, you’re a fucking BJ genius. That was ridiculously good.” I’m doing a happy dance inside right now, glad that I did it properly.

“Not bad for my first time I guess.” A chuckle escapes my chest.

“How did I get so lucky? A virgin with the skills of a porn star. It’s every man’s dream.” That really makes me laugh. We take a few minutes to rinse off and finally make it out of the shower…45 minutes after we went in. Time to get dressed otherwise we’ll never leave this beach house. So tempting.

On second inspection, Jess hasn’t messed up my overnight bag completely. There’s a sexy black halter-neck top and a cute pair of black dress shorts. She’s also included my favourite black wedge sandals. Ok Jester, you kinda rock. I get dressed, dry my hair straight and apply just enough make-up to show I’ve made an effort! I wouldn’t have chosen this outfit for today, but I’m totally working it.

I make my way into the lounge when I see Brandon gazing out the window, master of all he surveys, sexy as hell in a pair of dark blue jeans, a black and white baseball t-shirt and a black pair of cons. Sexy. Sexy. Sexy.

“Hey good-looking. You ready to hit the marina?” Clasping my arms around his waist; leaning my head against his back.

“Sure thing. I’ll just grab my keys.” Something is troubling him, I can hear it in his voice.

“You okay?” Brandon just gives me a tight smile and nods, extricating himself from my embrace.

I’m not going to push him. He obviously doesn’t want to talk to me about whatever is bothering him. I get the feeling it has something to do with the phone call earlier, but there is no point in pressing it. I’m just going to enjoy the time I have left with him this weekend and push reality, and the fact that I know next to nothing about this man, from my mind.