Sean (6 page)

“
After I baked, I called in a favor I had coming,” Brynn said from her room.

“Oh yeah?”

“Maria, a girl I work with, owed me a holiday. I covered her early shift tonight so she’d work for me on the Fourth.”

I walked toward her voice and stood in the doorway of her little bedroom. It was small, but as clean and well-kept as the rest of her apartment.
“So we could spend the day together?” I asked, hoping my assumption was right.

“Yes.”

I just stood there, watching her put the last of her things into her little beach bag. “Thank you,” I told her. She’d spent her entire day doing things for me. I was going to make sure it was the best Fourth of July she’d ever had.

“Okay, I’m ready,” she said.

On the way back to my place, Brynn turned in her seat to face me and I knew whatever she was about to say was important to her.

“Sean, I hope I haven’t given you the wrong impression about what I still want from you. I don’t want you to hold back because you’re scared of
pushing too hard or too fast. I want to do what comes naturally and go with the flow. Do we have to question each kiss or every move we make on each other? That would be asking for trouble, don’t you think?” She watched me and my expressions while she spoke.

“Yes, it would. We’re not going to go at it that way
, though. I think we need to trust our instincts and continue to be honest with each other. If I’m pushing too hard, like I did this morning, please tell me to back off, and I’ll know I need to check myself. We’re both very physical and have a lot we want to give and receive sexually, but we still can’t assume anything when it comes to the other person.”

“Good. I agree. I’m still the girl who wants to do all those things you talked about yesterday. I still want you to talk dirty and push my buttons
, you know that, right?” She was worried I was going to completely back off.
Ha!

“Yes, Brynn,” I smiled. “I know what you like already and I don’t plan on denying you in any way.” She hadn’t even realized yet that I was wrapped around her little finger.

She sighed. “Good, ‘cause I’m really horny right now.” She sat back in her seat but kept her eyes on me. I stepped on the gas and saw her smile out of the corner of my eye.

When we got to my place, Brynn took her things into my room.
I put on some soft music and lit some candles I’d gotten at the store earlier. I wanted to pour her a glass of wine, but I didn’t know if she drank alcohol or if it was part of her treatment, so I hesitated.

“This is very romantic,” she said as she walked back into the living area. “Do you mind if I take off my jacket now?” I shook my head and swallowed.

She moved to the music as she slowly made her way to me and sat me down on the stool in front of her. She unbuttoned each button, slowly. I shifted in my seat as I grew hard with anticipation. Once she had the buttons undone, she reached for my shirt and pulled it slowly over my head. I clumsily kicked my shoes across the floor as she put her fingers over the top button of my jeans. She smiled as she hesitated slightly and then yanked, pulling all five buttons open at once. She was really good at undressing not only herself, but me, too. I stood and she pulled my pants down and off, leaving me only in my boxer briefs.

She turned her body around, but held her eyes on
mine. I swallowed again as I watched her open the jacket and slowly lower it down, exposing her shoulders and back. Black spaghetti straps hugged her beautiful skin. She lowered it further, leaning her head back as she did, and closed her eyes. Fuck, she was sexy. Finally she let the jacket fall to the floor and I devoured her body with my eyes. The black lacy bodice hugged her lower back and her tight lacy panties clung to her ass perfectly. The fishnets stood alone, no garter, and stopped a couple of inches from where her panties began.
Fuck!

I reached up and ran my hands from her shoulders all the way to her thighs and back up again. She turned to face me
, and just like that my hands were on her breasts, which were heaving beneath the lacy bodice. I ran them down to her flat stomach, which was partially covered and partially glowing from the candlelight. Her panties fit perfectly; hugging her hipbones and making her lips look more delicious than ever. I ran my eyes all the way back up until they found hers.

“Yo
u’re gorgeous.”

She smiled a smile that lit up her entire face. Her eyes sparkled
, as did her freshly licked lips. “Kiss me,” she whispered.

I swooped her up, just as I’d done earlier, and carried her
into my room, laying her carefully on the bed I knew she loved. I kissed her softly before I went back and got two of the candles. I put one on each side of the bed and crawled up next to her. As we kissed, I touched her face and ran my fingers along her hairline. I wanted her to relax for the first time all day, but I knew she’d work hard to give me what she thought I wanted. Little did she know, all I wanted was to please her.

I pulled away and went to my closet. I brought back a silk tie
, which I ran up and down her body as she wriggled beneath it. She was breathing heavy and her panties glistened with her wetness.

“Do you trust me?” I whispered.

“Yes,” she nodded.

I tied her hands above her head with the tie. “I want you to relax, completely,” I whispered. “Close your eyes if you want
to. Let everything from the day go, and melt into the bed. Can you do that for me?” I talked low and soothing to her, wanting her to give her body to me fully, without being self-conscious or scared in any way.

She nodded and closed her eyes. I kissed her head and all around her face, softly, slowly, mak
ing sure not to miss an inch. “Are you comfortable?” I whispered.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“This is all about you, what I want to do to you and your beautiful body. You can move if it makes what I’m doing to you feel better, otherwise, relax,” I whispered. She nodded and I caught a hint of a smile. She liked it, and I loved that.

I moved down, took off her heels, and massaged her feet, slowly, yet firmly. I watched her release her breath and sink down deeper into the comforter.
I slowly pulled her fishnets off, and laid them on the bed. I massaged her calves and continued with each leg until I reached the tops of her thighs. Her skin was soft and tasted sweet as I kissed and licked my way up and down, even lifting each leg to get the backs, focusing on the back of her knees, which she seemed to like.

I moved back up to her ear. “You’re being very patient,” I whispered. “I’m going to make sure I reward you for doing as I asked.” She kept her eyes closed as she licked her lips and took a deep breath.

I sucked on her neck and kissed her shoulders before I moved down to her heaving breasts. They looked like they were about to bust out of her lacy bodice thanks to her arms above her head. I took a mental picture before I released them, pulling them out atop the lace. It took a lot of self-control to keep from greedily devouring them, but I kept it as slow and sensual as I could. Her nipples were perfectly large and hard as marbles as I licked and nibbled on them, making Brynn move her hips for the first time. The harder I sucked, the more she squirmed, and I wondered how hard she wanted it.

I moved
down to her stomach, focusing on her belly button and the sides of her waist, as those were the places that made her squirm the most. I pulled her panties down and her hips were moving before I even touched her.

I went back to her ear. “Are you still relaxing?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“I want to
make love to you.”

“Please,” she quietly begged.

“Soon,” I whispered against her skin. “Right now I’m going to make you come harder and longer than you ever have.” As soon as I said it and saw the smile on her face, I hoped I could live up to it. I kissed her lips before I moved down between her legs. She was dripping wet and I was pleased with how she’d responded to my attempt at seducing her.

I massaged her clit and all around it with my fingers. She bucked and moaned and I knew I’d better get to it if I wanted to give her what I said I would.
I slid my finger inside her just so far before I curled it upward and against the inside of her wall. I was on the spongy spot immediately and put a fair amount of pressure against it. She let out a moan and her back arched, pushing her already heaving breasts upwards. I smiled.

I used my free hand to spread her legs wider and then to spread her lips apart for my tongue to work its magic. I flicked her clit with it and pushed it full on as I applied pressure back and forth against her g-spot. She gasped and her body responded by rocking and thrusting
as I continued relentlessly.

“Sean, oh god,” she panted.

I wanted to talk dirty to her, but I didn’t dare let myself get distracted from my work.

“Sean
…” She lifted off the bed. “Oh, uh, uh,” she squealed.

I kept at it, determined, as I rocked my own hips against the bed. Hearing her say my name was pushing me further than I intended to get. I intensified my speed and increased pressure, both outside and inside, as Brynn screamed out and lost her mind.

“Fuck! Sean! Aaugh!” She squirted and released all around me as I kept the pressure on her. She moaned and convulsed for some time and I was thrilled that I’d kept my word. As I pulled away slowly, her body jerked with aftershocks.

I quickly untied her hands and tried to massage them but she had other ideas. She yanked down my boxers and
got ahold of my cock in three seconds flat, which was about how long it took me to look down and see both of her hands firmly stroking me into complete submission. I stilled as it almost painfully released what had been built up for the last hour or more.

“Mmm, Brynn.
” I collapsed beside her.

She giggled and rubbed her wrists.

“Are you okay?” I took over on the wrist rubbing.

“No
.” She may have fooled me, but the giggling gave her away. “I’ve been tied up, forced to keep my hands to myself, talked dirty to, tickled, teased, and tortured until I was finally allowed to succumb to the hands of my captor.”

“Oh my god, you poor thing,” I told her.

“I know. I was under so much duress I actually screamed out the F-word, which I never do.” She raised her eyebrows, trying to look frightened.

“You think that’s bad, I was practically raped, right here on my
own bed.” I raised my brows also.

She fell back on the be
d and laughed as she looked up at the ceiling.

“You’re beautiful,” I told her seriously.

“So are you.” We stared at each other for some time. “Do you wanna shower with me?” she asked quietly.

“Yes, and then I want to fall asleep with you in my arms.”

“Sounds perfect,” she said.

***

She was still in my arms when I woke up. I remembered her saying she wasn’t a morning person so I carefully backed away and got up without waking her. I got the water hot for tea and chopped veggies for omelets before I felt her arms around me from behind.

“Good morning,” she said.

I turned to her and hugged her, “Good morning. How’d you sleep?”

“Mmm, so good.”

“You sound pretty happy for an un-morning person.” I kissed the top of her head.

“
Must be the company,” she said.

“I want to make you breakfast. Veggie omelets and tea, just like the other morning at the Bistro. How’s that sound?” I hoped she’d eat, but I wasn’t going to push it.

“Actually, I’m starving.” She seemed surprised by that. “Can I help?”

“No, you cannot.
” I sat her on the stool. “Here’s the paper, and here’s your tea. Relax.”

“But I don’t read the paper.”

“Okay, what do you do?” I got busy at the stove.

“I get up, crabby, usually about nine or so since I work late. I make my bed, make a cup of tea, clean my apartment, shower, run errands if I need to, and then get ready for work. Pretty boring stuff. What do you do?” I hoped her life wasn’t as boring as that, but I had a feeling it was.
That had to be tough to go back to after the busy days in treatment.

“I do about the same as you, but throw in some fun stuff
, too. You’ll see.”

“I’ll see?” She was surprised.

“Yes, if you want to, that is. I’d like to spend a serious amount of time with you when we’re not working. Once school starts I won’t have as much free time, so I want to take advantage of it now, with you.” I loved having someone to spend time with finally.

“That would be…”
She looked down at her tea. “Well, I don’t know what that would be like, but the thought of it is really exciting.” She looked back up at me. Her expression was hard to read. It was happy, but sad, too.

“Why don’t you look very excited then?”

“It’s just so different from what I’m used to. Having someone who wants to spend time with me. I hope I don’t disappoint you.” She was so honest. I realized she’d
never
had what I wanted to have with her. Even growing up, she was alone most of the time. It would be different and scary to come out of what had been your comfort zone your whole life. And, of course, she was worried about disappointing me. She didn’t think she had anything to offer me.