right in front of our employees, but after the way I’ve always followed her around this place, I doubt it surprises any of them.
***
Bryn takes the food from me when we arrive at my apartment. Her fruity scent overpowers the smell, and I’m only hungry for her. Her hair is up in the back, and I’d like to sink my teeth into her neck. She’s in a tank top again and little shorts.
“Hungry are we?” I ask teasingly as she hurries with emptying the bags.
“I told you I’m starved.”
While Bryn gets the food ready, I go to my room and throw on some athletic shorts and a clean t-shirt. When I come out, she has our plates fixed and is sitting at one end of my couch in front of the TV.
She has her legs stretched out with her back against the arm. “I see you saved me food, b ut what about a spot to sit?” I pick up my plate from the coffee table and sit down right at her feet.
She snickers as her toes push into the side of my thigh. “So, what movie do you want to watch?” I ask.
“Marissa told me you’re a big fan of Step Up .” She chuckles loudly.
“That l ittle shit. I’m going to have a talk with her.”
“I didn’t know you were such a dance fan. I’m cool with watching it. Channing Tatum’s in it, so I think I can suffer through it,” she adds.
“I don’t need another guy to compete with, and it was hard enough to rent Sixteen Candles for you that time. I can’t further humiliate myself.”
“I think we can occupy our time another way,” she says, giving me an alluring look.
“Fine with me.”
We talk about random stuff, and I’m trying hard to let her eat, but after about fifteen minutes, I can’t fight my urges any longer. I set my plate of food on the table and do the same with hers.
“I’m sorry, sugar, but I’ve been waiting over two years to kiss you, and knowi ng I could be doing that this second is about to kill me.”
She s miles and bites her bottom lip as I crawl over top of her and grip the arm of the couch on each side of her body. I see nervousness but also excitement as she shimmy’s her way down until lying flat on her back.
I’m staring down at her, my hands still on the arm of the couch. There’s a bold, playful twinkle in those dark eyes of hers.
I smirk. “Bryn.”
“Yes,” she says, barely above a whisper.
“I either have to lie on top of you, or you’re going to have to sit up, chick.”
“I think I’m comfy right here.”
Shit , she’s driving me crazy.
Let’s Get Acquainted
Brynlee
Drew is staring down at me on his couch. I can sit up and kiss him or have his masculine body on top of me. This is a no brainer. As soon as I say it, it hits me that I didn’t need to think twice about it. I feel safe with him.
M ouths collide the second he’s on me, and feeling him everywhere on my body is overwhelming. His blazing tongue is tangling with mine, his hands are holding my head and thumbs glide along my cheeks. Our chests are flushed, legs intertwined. It’s everything I’ve dreamed about and more.
Any doubt there could be passion between us was squished this morning, but I don’t know if this right here can be extinguished. Together we’re like the water that boils over in a pot; we simmered way too long. Drew releases my lips.
“I feel like I’m crushing you.”
“Please don’t move.” A rush of air evacuates my lungs with my words.
“ I can’t tell you how many dreams I’ve had of you being underneath me, Bryn.” His lips and tongue find my ear, taking turns licking and kissing before they travel down my neck, causing a hair-raising sensation.
This is hot as hell, and I’m having thoughts I shouldn’t as his hard manhood presses against my thigh. The urgency to be closer to him takes over, sending my hands into a frenzy to get his shirt off.
Raising up onto his knees, he strips it in record time and stares down at me. A hooded cloud of lust glazes over his blue eyes, and I never imagined Drew had this side
***
Bryn takes the food from me when we arrive at my apartment. Her fruity scent overpowers the smell, and I’m only hungry for her. Her hair is up in the back, and I’d like to sink my teeth into her neck. She’s in a tank top again and little shorts.
“Hungry are we?” I ask teasingly as she hurries with emptying the bags.
“I told you I’m starved.”
While Bryn gets the food ready, I go to my room and throw on some athletic shorts and a clean t-shirt. When I come out, she has our plates fixed and is sitting at one end of my couch in front of the TV.
She has her legs stretched out with her back against the arm. “I see you saved me food, b ut what about a spot to sit?” I pick up my plate from the coffee table and sit down right at her feet.
She snickers as her toes push into the side of my thigh. “So, what movie do you want to watch?” I ask.
“Marissa told me you’re a big fan of Step Up .” She chuckles loudly.
“That l ittle shit. I’m going to have a talk with her.”
“I didn’t know you were such a dance fan. I’m cool with watching it. Channing Tatum’s in it, so I think I can suffer through it,” she adds.
“I don’t need another guy to compete with, and it was hard enough to rent Sixteen Candles for you that time. I can’t further humiliate myself.”
“I think we can occupy our time another way,” she says, giving me an alluring look.
“Fine with me.”
We talk about random stuff, and I’m trying hard to let her eat, but after about fifteen minutes, I can’t fight my urges any longer. I set my plate of food on the table and do the same with hers.
“I’m sorry, sugar, but I’ve been waiting over two years to kiss you, and knowi ng I could be doing that this second is about to kill me.”
She s miles and bites her bottom lip as I crawl over top of her and grip the arm of the couch on each side of her body. I see nervousness but also excitement as she shimmy’s her way down until lying flat on her back.
I’m staring down at her, my hands still on the arm of the couch. There’s a bold, playful twinkle in those dark eyes of hers.
I smirk. “Bryn.”
“Yes,” she says, barely above a whisper.
“I either have to lie on top of you, or you’re going to have to sit up, chick.”
“I think I’m comfy right here.”
Shit , she’s driving me crazy.
Let’s Get Acquainted
Brynlee
Drew is staring down at me on his couch. I can sit up and kiss him or have his masculine body on top of me. This is a no brainer. As soon as I say it, it hits me that I didn’t need to think twice about it. I feel safe with him.
M ouths collide the second he’s on me, and feeling him everywhere on my body is overwhelming. His blazing tongue is tangling with mine, his hands are holding my head and thumbs glide along my cheeks. Our chests are flushed, legs intertwined. It’s everything I’ve dreamed about and more.
Any doubt there could be passion between us was squished this morning, but I don’t know if this right here can be extinguished. Together we’re like the water that boils over in a pot; we simmered way too long. Drew releases my lips.
“I feel like I’m crushing you.”
“Please don’t move.” A rush of air evacuates my lungs with my words.
“ I can’t tell you how many dreams I’ve had of you being underneath me, Bryn.” His lips and tongue find my ear, taking turns licking and kissing before they travel down my neck, causing a hair-raising sensation.
This is hot as hell, and I’m having thoughts I shouldn’t as his hard manhood presses against my thigh. The urgency to be closer to him takes over, sending my hands into a frenzy to get his shirt off.
Raising up onto his knees, he strips it in record time and stares down at me. A hooded cloud of lust glazes over his blue eyes, and I never imagined Drew had this side
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