The Ex Games 3 (6 page)

“So you didn’t sleep with her?” I asked slowly, and he nodded.

“I told you I didn’t sleep with her.” He spoke angrily “I don’t love her and we have never had sex. She’s not the love of my life.”

“So she’s not Harry’s mother?”

“No.” Brandon shook his head and stared at me. I wanted to ask him who was then. Who was the lady he had a kid with? But I was scared and jealous. I didn’t want to think about him having a baby with someone else.

“So you don’t love Maria?”

“No.” He shook his head. “I’ve never loved her.”

“I see.” My stomach flipped at his words. Did that mean that I had a shot? Or was I fooling myself? If he found out what I’d done, would he still be interested in seeing me? “So you paid Matt to give you information about me after I started working for you?”

“Something like that.” His eyes glazed over. “That’s enough talking for now.”

“But I wanted to know—” I started, but he placed his finger in my mouth.

“Shhh.” He grinned as I sucked on it slowly. He pulled the sheets down and pulled me up toward him before pulling his finger out of my mouth. “Come here,” he growled as he tore off my t-shirt off and saw that I wasn’t wearing a bra or panties. “You make me so hard, Katie.”

I laughed at the expression on his face, which seemed to make him happy because he covered me with kisses as he laid down on the bed next to me. He lifted me up gently and placed me on his chest, and I quickly went to undo his belt buckle.

“No.” He shook his head as his fingers pushed my ass so that my whole body was closer and closer to his face. “My clothes stay on.”

“But,” I protested, suddenly feeling self-conscious. I was sitting high on his chest now, my legs spread-eagled on both sides of him. I could feel his breath on my pussy and every part of me was tingling in sweet anticipation.

“No buts.” He grinned and then lifted my ass up slightly. I shifted forward onto my knees and hovered over his mouth before looking down to make sure I wasn’t smothering him. His eyes sparkled at me before his arms pulled my thighs down roughly and I was sitting directly on his face. My eyes widened for two seconds and then I gripped the headboard as his tongue slowly licked my pussy lips. My body buckled slightly as I felt him sucking on my clit while his stubble gently tickled me. My body started trembling and I moved back and forth on him gently, loving the feel of him against me. I felt his tongue lapping up my wetness before slowly entering me. In that moment his tongue felt just as magnificent as his cock, and I closed my eyes, delighting in the waves of pleasure as they crashed over me. His hands gripped my ass and he slowly moved me back and forth on his face as his mouth devoured me. I screamed as I felt an orgasm overtaking my body. I shuddered on top of him as I came, but Brandon didn’t stop licking and teasing me. Instead he increased the motion of his tongue and I moved my hips more urgently on his face as I felt a second orgasm building up.

“Oh, Brandon!” I screamed as I rode his face, forgetting to be gentle. My second orgasm built up even higher, and as the waves of pleasure tore through my body, I almost forgot who I was. I rolled onto the bed next to him and closed my eyes, trying not to move as I lay there feeling satiated and spent.

“Until tonight, my love.” Brandon jumped off of the bed and kissed me lightly on the cheeks. “I’ll see you tonight.” He walked out of my room with a confident swagger and I groaned into my pillow. I had no idea what he had planned, but I knew that I was in for one hell of a night.

I smiled to myself as I thought about Brandon and what he had said about Maria and Matt. Maybe I was going to be luckier than I thought. Maybe I was actually in it for a lot longer than one night. I sighed as I thought about everything I had left to tell him. I would tell him all my secrets at the end of the night. And then he could make up his mind once and for all. We were either going to make it work or we weren't. But I couldn’t keep going on like this. I would drive myself crazy. I couldn’t allow my body and my brain to keep fighting like this. One of them had to win out.

***

“You look hot.” Meg attempted a whistle as I exited my bedroom to wait for Brandon.

“So do you.” I blinked at her. “Where are you off to?”

“I got a call from the private club.” She smiled. “They want me to come in for an interview. The owner is back from some business trip or something.”

“Uhm, that doesn’t explain the sexy outfit,” I laughed.

“I figured men will buy more alcohol from sexy girls.” She grinned at me. “I want to show them I can be sexy.”

“You're going to go to work like that?”

“No,” she giggled. “But they don’t need to know that. I’m going to go to the interview like this, and if I get the job, I’ll dress regularly. What are they going to say? ‘Hey, you bait-and-switched us at the interview’?”

“I guess.” I laughed. “You're the lawyer, you know better than me.”

“Haha, well, you’re the sex queen.” Meg’s eyes laughed at me. “I need to get some makeup tips from you. You look hot.”

“Well, you know. We’re not in college anymore.” I grinned and paused as we heard a knock on the door.

“How does he get up here without us buzzing him in?” Meg looked at me in confusion.

“He owns the building.” I made a face.

“And that explains how we got into this building.” Meg laughed and shook her head. “I always wondered how we got approved.”

“Oh, wow. I never even thought about that.” I stared at her, my mind buzzing.

Bang, bang.

“I can hear you girls talking. Don’t make me open the door myself.” Brandon’s voice carried through the door and I walked to open it slowly.

“Hey,” I said shyly, grinning at him as his eyes popped open. He stared at my partially exposed breasts and then down to my heavily exposed legs.

“You look amazing.” He looked back up at me and I could see the desire in his eyes.

“Amazing enough for you to tell me where we’re going?”

He smiled at me and licked his lips as he cocked his head to the side. “Nearly.”

“Whatever,” I pouted and he laughed.

“Hello, Meg.”

“Hi, Brandon.” She nodded at him. I could tell she still didn’t really like him.

“Where are you off to?”

“A private club.” She shrugged. “I’ve got an interview.”

“Oh?” He frowned. “What club?”

“I don’t know. It’s just called The Club, from what I know.”

“The Club?” He stilled and then gave me a quick look. “Hmm. Why are you going to interview there?”

“To get a job as a bartender.” She rolled her eyes.

“I thought you were a lawyer.”

“Well, I'm taking a break.” She pulled on her coat. “And I’m leaving now.”

“Wait.” Brandon grabbed her arm and paused. “I don’t think you should go. If it’s the club I’m thinking of, it’s not for you.”

“I don’t need your advice, thanks.” She pulled away from him and gave me a smile. “Have a good night, Katie. If you need anything, just call.” She gave him a glare. “And if you do anything to hurt my friend, I will cut your balls off.” And then she gave him a huge smile and left.

“Well, she doesn’t hold back, does she?” He raised an eyebrow at me and I laughed.

“You shouldn’t try to tell her what to do. You don’t have some special power over every woman, you know.”

“I don’t?” He winked at me and I hit him in the shoulder.

“How did you know she got fired?” I looked up at him carefully.

“Oh, Katie. Do we have to talk about this now?” He sighed and I nodded. “I know the partners at her old firm. I gave them a call.”

“But why?” I held my breath, my heart beating fast.

“I had a feeling you were going to leave the training in San Francisco and quit. I couldn’t let that happen. I knew you wouldn’t quit if your best friend and roommate had been fired.”

“Oh, Brandon.” My face paled at his words. Inside I felt both excited and annoyed. How could he have done that to Meg? “She loved that job.”

“I’ll give them a call next week.” His eyes burned into mine. “She’ll get her job back.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “I don’t want her working at the club.”

“Why not?”

“If it’s the club I’m thinking about, I don’t think it’s a good idea.” His eyes darkened for a moment. “It’s not a good idea at all.”

“Okay,” I shrugged. “So are we going now?”

“Sure, my eager beaver.” He laughed and pulled me toward him before kissing me hard. I melted into his chest, and his hands rested lightly on my ass before slowly pulling the back of my dress up. His fingers caressed my ass and he gasped as he realized I had no panties on. “You are a naughty girl.”

“I wanted to be accommodating.” I grinned and pressed myself into his erection as he growled against my ear.

“I’m going to blindfold you, Katie,” He whispered in my ear. “And I’m going to put earmuffs on your ears. I don’t want you to see or hear anything. I want every part of your body to be focused on me as you take me.”

“As I take you?”

“Remember my lap dance fantasy?” he whispered as his fingers teased me. “I want you to pretend you’re a stripper and fuck me.”

“How can I do that with a blindfold and earmuffs?” I shook my head.

“You’ll find a way.” He grinned at me. “When we get to the location, I’ll kiss you to let you know you can start.”

“I don’t know.” I shook my head. “This sounds awkward.”

“Do it for me, Katie.” He kissed me again. “I want to own your body tonight. Please me and I will please you.”

“Fine.” I grinned up at him. “But tomorrow morning, we need to talk. A serious talk. Do you hear me?”

“Fine.” He kissed my lips one more time. “Tomorrow we shall talk.”

He pulled away from me, took a blindfold out of his pocket, and placed it over my eyes. I was enveloped in darkness and suddenly felt very nervous. I had no idea where we were going, and I didn’t know what to expect. He then placed a pair of earmuffs over my ears and all sound was gone as well. I held on to his arm as he escorted me out of the door and into the elevator. I took a deep breath and tried to calm my nerves as we got into the back of a car. Brandon stroked my leg as we drove and I leaned into him. I had no idea where we were going, but I was starting to get excited.

About twenty minutes later, Brandon escorted me out of the back of the car and we walked for about five minutes before he took me into a building. I wasn’t even sure where we were and if he was opening any doors or what since we stopped every few seconds for him to do something. Then he picked me up and carried me, and before I knew it, I was being placed on a lush velvet couch. The material was soft underneath me and I wondered if we were in his apartment. I so wanted to pull off the blindfold and the earmuffs, but I knew he would be upset, and part of me enjoyed the thrill of it all. I felt Brandon slide down next to me and his thigh felt warm against mine. I waited in sweet anticipation for him to kiss me, and when it came, I climbed eagerly into his lap.

I straddled him and grinned against his mouth as I felt his erection pressing into me. He kissed me hard and his tongue danced along with the beat of my hips as I gyrated on him. His hands pushed my ass against him harder and I groaned as he broke the kiss and sucked on my neck. I continued moving back and forth on him like I was some sort of dirty stripper and I moaned against his hair as his fingers slipped between my legs. His head then moved farther down my neck until his teeth were pulling the top of my dress to the side. Then I felt his lips on my nipple and I ran my hands to his hair and pulled.

I continued gyrating on him for about a minute before reaching down to let his cock out. It felt hard and long, and I sat up a little bit before sliding down on him and taking him inside of me. His fingers gripped my waist and moved me up and down on him. I cried out as I bounced on top of him and rubbed my breasts in his face. I could feel that he was about to orgasm at the same time I was, and I squeezed his shoulders as he bit down on my nipple. I moved faster and faster and screamed as I climaxed on top of him. I could feel his body shuddering as he came in me and ripped the blindfold off of my face.

My eyes couldn’t even focus as my orgasm was so intense, but I soon realized that I was staring into the street. I looked around and realized that not only was I not in Brandon’s apartment, I was in a store somewhere, on a couch in the corner of the room. I looked around the dark room and discovered I was in a bar. I could see a couple of people across the way looking at us, and I froze on top of him. Brandon looked down at me with dark eyes and kissed me again as he slipped the earmuffs off. I was about to ask him where we were when I heard a voice behind me.

“I’m going to have to ask you both to leave this instant,” a familiar male voice spoke up and I froze. Brandon’s hands were still on my waist, holding me down on him, and I was unable to get off of his lap.

“We’ll be gone in a moment.” Brandon’s voice was terse. “I’m sure you understand that it will be better if I finish in her rather than on the couch.”

“Dude, if you don’t want me to call the cops, you better get out of here.” The man’s voice was shocked. “You and your girl need to leave my bar now.”

And then it hit me. I knew where I was. I twisted my head and saw the Getting Lucky sign on the door. My heart froze as I turned to look at the man who was speaking. It was the bartender from the other night. My face turned red as he stared at me, and his eyes widened in shock.

“Katie.” He took a step back and looked at me with a disappointed face.

“I, uh…” I stammered, not knowing what to say.

“We need to go, Katie.” Brandon’s voice was pleased as his hands released their grip on my waist. He made a show of pulling the back of my dress down and letting his fingers hover on my pussy for a few seconds as he rubbed it gently. His hands then went to the front of my dress and pinched my nipples before adjusting the top. He then slid me off of him and jumped up, pulling me up with him. “This is for your inconvenience.” He dropped some bills on the table and nodded at the bartender. “Let’s go.”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me with him out of the bar. I looked at the ground in shame as we exited quickly. My blood was boiling and I didn’t know what to do.