Intrigued and Enchanted (12 page)

“Fuck me sweetheart. These look amazing on you, it’s almost a shame that they have to come off.” He slides his fingers underneath the satin strips and pulls them down, lowering to his knees; his eyes fixed on mine with a look of pure sin. I step out of my panties and Brandon scrunches them into a ball and puts them in the pocket of his pants.

“Lean back against the door baby and lift your leg up onto my shoulder.” I do as he asks, opening myself to him. His hands moving to my bare ass pulling my pussy to his mouth.

“God...you taste so sweet, I could do this all night.” The vibrations of his words against my skin sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. I can hear the sounds of the club outside, the thumping beat and the crowds of people, but I just don’t care. There’s only me, Brandon, and the intense sensation his tongue is creating on my clit. He sucks and flicks the hub of all my pleasure, swirling his mouth round and tracing what feels like intricate patterns over my flesh.

I can feel myself building towards an explosive orgasm, the intensity of his movements driving me quickly towards the peak. He slides one hand from my ass and slips one finger inside my entrance.

“You’re so wet sweetheart…so fucking wet for me.” Then there are two fingers thrusting inside me.

“Fuck…so…tight.” He’s moaning as he laps at my folds while he finger fucks me in the same rhythm. It feels sublime, and as my orgasm detonates deep within me, he sucks my clit into his mouth, massaging it with his tongue, letting me ride it out on his face. I’m screaming his name, my hands in his hair holding him in place as I fuck his mouth. Every inch of my body is on fire, desperate for more of him. I need him inside me, but I know he won’t give me that here in the club.

“You are so beautiful when you come Lily. It’s incredible.” He fixes my dress for me, but doesn’t give back my panties.

“Did you forget to give me something Brandon?” I say with a grin on my face holding out my hand.

“Afraid not. These are mine now.” Patting the pocket he’s put my panties in. Knowing that he has them and is going to make me walk out into the club in my short dress with my pussy drenched and naked makes the throbbing between my legs return.

I decide it’s time to give Brandon some pleasure. I notice a sofa in the corner of the room.

“Take a seat Mr Redgrave.” Backing him towards it, my hands on his bare chest. His shirt is open from earlier so it’s easy to pull it down his arms and drop it to the floor.

“That’s much better Mr Redgrave.” I can see in his eyes that my choice of words is exciting him. When he reaches the sofa he stops moving and I push him until he sits down.

“Put your hands along the back of the sofa Mr Redgrave.” He does as I ask, a panty-dropping smile on his face - if I was wearing any.

“What do you have planned for me Miss Pritchard?” I hold his gaze as I lean over him brushing my lips over his ear before whispering.

“I’m going to fuck you with my mouth.” I pull back to look into his eyes.

“Can I please fuck you with my mouth Mr Redgrave?” He looks like he’s about to lose control, his erection straining against his suit pants. I run my hands down his washboard stomach, pulling at the waistband of his boxers. He lifts his hips slightly to let me move his pants and boxers low enough for his rock hard cock to spring free. God he is beautiful. I run my hands over the length of him, caressing him. He watches me as I kneel down between his legs. I move close enough for him to feel my breath on him without touching him.

“You never answered me Mr Redgrave. I won’t take you in my mouth until you explicitly give me permission to feast on this beautiful cock.” I lick my lips as I stare into his breath-taking blue eyes. His breathing is becoming laboured, the rise and fall of his chest a sign of how I affect him.

“Yes Miss Pritchard. You may fuck me with that pretty little mouth of yours.” I plunge him into my mouth, taking as much of him as I can. Fisting my hand around his thick base.

“Fuck Lily, your mouth feels so fucking good.” I can see his hands fisting on the back of the sofa from the corner of my eye. I sweep my blonde curls over to one side so that he can watch me, looking up at him through a hooded gaze, the look on his face spurring me on.

He tastes so good, I can’t get enough. I quicken my pace, swirling my tongue over the tip on every up stroke; moaning with desire as I go, lapping up the small drops of pre-cum from his engorged crest. A groan bursts from his chest and his hands fly to my hair, fisting handfuls of it, pulling me down onto him until he hits the back of my throat. Relaxing so I don’t gag at the size of him, I let him set his own rhythm, using my mouth however he wants it.

He’s thrusting hard and fast into my mouth as he shouts my name, over and over and over. I feel the pulsing of his orgasm ripple down the length of him before a hot burst of cum shoots down my throat. As his grip softens on me I milk the rest of his orgasm, taking every drop I can get from him. His head slumps back onto the sofa as he regains his composure. I lick my lips and move to sit next to him.

“Was that to your liking Mr Redgrave?” My voice low and as sexy as I can manage.

“Holy Fuck; that should be illegal. You are incredible Lily, you know that. I can’t wait to be inside you.” He pulls me down onto his chest, stroking my hair and cuddling me close. We sit like that for a while before Brandon gets his shirt and jacket back on. It…is…bliss. I could stay here all night.

Looking far from innocent, I’m sure, Brandon unlocks the door and we head back out into the VIP lounge to find our friends. I’m surprised to find Jess sitting looking very cosy with Brandon’s friend Simon.

“Is that Simon with Jess?”

“Yes. Simon owns this club. He arranged all of this for us tonight.” I wonder how Jess felt when she saw him. I bet she never called him back after their wild night last weekend. When I catch Jess’s eye she waves us over; a huge grin on her face.

“You didn’t tell me this was the friend you were taking about Brandon.” Jess says accusingly.

“I thought you already knew, I mean, you guys have slept together right?” Jess turns crimson, leaning into Simon for comfort.

“Shut up man. You’re ruining my chances at round two here.” Brandon throws his head back and laughs.

“Tell you what, why don’t I get a round of drinks for us all and we can catch up.” Brandon kisses me on the cheek, and heads off to the bar. Jess pulls me down next to her.

“Lilliput, you totally have sex hair and a glow that only comes from a great orgasm. WTF? Where have you been?” It’s my turn to blush. I lean in so Simon won’t hear.

“There’s a private room in the corner. Brandon dragged me in there and…well…apparently my face and hair tells you the rest.” Jess is doubled over laughing.

“Oh my God Lily. You really do go from 0 to 100. Good on you.” We both have a good giggle before Brandon returns with the drinks. The four of us have a great night – we drink, we talk, we dance into the small hours. Brandon on the dance floor is a sight to be seen, the man has moves. I’m wet just watching him. When he pulls me close and starts moving our bodies as one, I think I’m going to pass out from the electricity coursing through us, between us, around us.

I lose track of everyone else over the course of the evening, but we have such a fabulous time it doesn’t really matter. We stay until the club closes and the four of us head back to our apartment. As the car pulls up in front of the apartment, I’m starting to feel tired and drained, and a bit drunk really. Brandon jumps out first and helps me out of the car. I struggle to keep myself upright, the street spinning a little as I stand up. Brandon drapes his jacket over my shoulders and lifts me into his arms. I’m not cold, but I realise he’s given me his jacket to cover the fact that I have no panties on. Don’t want to give Jess and Simon an eyeful.

I snuggle into his chest and fall asleep on the way up to the apartment. Brandon takes us straight to my room and I wake up as he lays me on the bed. He disappears out into the hallway and returns two minutes later with a tall glass of water and two aspirin.

“Here, take these and drink all of this.” As I do as he asks he strips down to his boxers and drapes his clothes neatly over the back of the chair in the corner of my room. He moves to my chest of drawers and finds some PJs for me. He carefully undresses me and puts my shorts and vest top on. Pulling back the covers I crawl into bed. Brandon is next to me pulling me to his side and arranging the covers over me.

“Get some sleep sweet girl.” Caressing my hair as he speaks, I drift off into a wonderful sleep, wrapped safely in Brandon’s arms.

12

When I wake up on Saturday morning, or should I say afternoon, I’m pinned to the bed by Brandon’s beautiful body. Great way to start the day. Before I can move his eyes are open.

“Morning sweet girl.”

“Afternoon Mr Redgrave.” Cuddling into him.

“Seriously? Shit. I’ve got stuff to do today.” I feel a pang of sadness that he’s already thinking about leaving.

“I’m sorry. If I’d known I would have set an alarm.”

“Don’t apologise sweet girl. I just have some stuff to sort out for our date later.” A cheeky grin spreads across his face.

“Oh really. What kinda stuff?”

“You’ll have to wait until later. You know what they say, the anticipation will make it better.” He’s wiggling his eyebrows at me suggestively and I can’t help but laugh.

“Okay. Well how about we grab some breakfast and then you can go do whatever it is you need to do? Smells like Jess is already cooking up something nice. I’ll go see what she’s up to. Come on in when you’re ready.” I grab my favourite Abercrombie & Fitch hoody and head out to the kitchen.

Jess is cooking up a storm in the kitchen. It looks like she’s cooking enough food to feed our entire building. This is not a good sign. When something is wrong with Jess, she cooks, and cooks and then cooks some more.

“Hey Jess. Everything okay?” I ask tentatively.

“I’m fine. You hungry?” Her voice sullen.

“Yeah. Brandon will be out in a minute. Where’s Simon?”

“Still asleep, I guess.” She continues to cook, avoiding my questioning gaze.

“What’s going on Jess? Did you guys have fun last night?”

“Yes we did. Don’t read into it Lily. It was just that…fun. When he gets up, he’ll leave and that’ll be that. Simon being friends with Brandon doesn’t change that.” I don’t get a chance to respond before the boys appear, joking around, shoving each other.

It’s cute seeing Brandon acting like a boy. He’s looking pretty sexy and a bit naughty wearing last night’s clothes. Coming up behind me he wraps his arms around my waist and nuzzles my neck. Simon does the same to Jess and I’m surprised to see her flinch before melting into his touch. It’s obvious to me that Simon has it bad for my bestie. He seems like a good guy and he’s Brandon’s best friend so I’m hoping Jess doesn’t break his heart. I’m worried about her too. She doesn’t seem like herself this morning. I’ll need to have a proper talk with her when we’re alone.

The four of us sit down at the breakfast bar and enjoy a massive breakfast together. The boys have seconds and thirds of the feast Jess has provided. I have one of my favourite muffins, a giant cup of coffee and some rashers of bacon. Jess has also made pancakes and eggs and there’s freshly squeezed orange juice. Wow. She really is in a bad way.

After gorging himself, Brandon says he has to get going. I see him to the door and he gives me the sweetest, chaste kiss before heading into the elevator. With a sly grin on his face as the doors close he says,

“I hope you’re ready for me later baby. I’ll be here to pick you up at 7.” And then he’s gone; I can’t wait to see him in 5 and a half hours.

As I head back over to the kitchen, there’s a deafening silence between Jess and Simon. Jess seems to have completely shut down.

“Do you have any plans today Jess?” Simon asks tentatively.

“Yes. I’m busy all day with Lily.” Her tone is so curt it makes me cringe.

“I better get going too then. Walk me out?” Jess stands from the table, her eyes looking slightly glassy.

“It was really nice to see you again Lily.” I give him a small smile.

“You too Simon. And thanks for everything at the club last night.” I feel really bad for him.

“Anytime.” With his hands tucked into his pockets and his head lowered, watching his own feet, he makes his way to the door. Jess is already holding the door open for him. He stops in front of her, seeming a little unsure of himself. Totally different from the guy we were hanging out with last night.

“So, I’ll call you?” He leans in to kiss her and I try to give them some privacy but I want to see what Jess will do. She grabs his face in her hands and deepens the kiss like her life depends on it. When she pulls back Simon has a goofy satisfied look on his face. Without another word, he turns and heads for the elevator. Jess doesn’t wait for the doors to close before shutting our front door.

“What the hell was that Jester?” I’m confused.

“I don’t want to talk about it Lily. Just leave it okay.” She’s agitated and I think she’s about to burst into tears. I know her well enough to know I can’t push her just now.

“Okay Jess, but you know I’m here if you need to talk.”

“There’s nothing to say Lily. We had a tumble, it’s done, end of.”

“Bullshit. What was that kiss at the door then? You looked like you wanted to eat the poor guy.” Okay, knowing I can’t push her when she’s sad, and doing it when she’s being downright obnoxious, are two different things entirely.

“It was goodbye.” Without another word she strides towards her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. WTF? I have no clue what just happened here.

****

Jess stays in her room the rest of the day and I take advantage of having the remote to myself, watching complete trash on the TV for a few hours before getting ready for my date with Brandon. While I’m in the shower I hear my phone beep. It’s from Brandon.

Mr E: I want you in a dress tonight Miss Pritchard. Bring an overnight bag. X

Me: Overnight bag? Presumptuous much?
L x