you, but not this much.” She felt the heartache. “I’m so sorry.” She threw herself over him and wept into his bicep.
He pursed his lips and turned onto his back. “Kenzie, don’t cry, please.” He hugged her and pulled her to lie on top of him. “I wanted you to have a good time.”
“But… but…” She was almost choking on her sobs. “But… you… I… hurt you.” She clung to him, an overwhelming pain within her. “I’m so sorry.”
He let her cry for a while. Once she started to settle down, he kissed the top of her head. “I’m OK, but can we talk about this?”
“Yeah.” She sniffled and fisted his shirt in her hands. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“I know. I know, Tink.” He cradled her head. “When I opened that door and saw Chico ramming his dick in you, I thought I was gonna die.” He took a few breaths. “I guess I was more pissed, or jealous. I don’t even know. I never felt that way before.” He tilted his head up, not able to control his mouth. “I’m sorry too. I shoulda been honest, but you enjoyed it.”
Mackenzie took in a shaky breath. It was killing her that she really did enjoy it. “I’m such a horrible friend.” Then another round of sobs took over.
Brandon didn’t know what to do. She felt worse than he did. The only thing he could do was talk. “No more, please. Just me and you for the rest of the trip, OK?”
She nodded, but couldn’t talk.
“I’ll tell the guys tomorrow.” He wrapped his arms around her tighter and waited for her to calm again. As soon as her body relaxed he whispered, “Hey.” He took her face in his hands and made her look at him. “At least we got to make some of that list real.” He forced a smile. “It was all worth making your fantasies come true.” He kissed her lips. “And I’d do it for you again in a heartbeat.”
Her eyes may have still held tears, but she grinned slightly. “Thanks.”
“Let’s go to bed.”
Chapter Ten
While everyone else was getting off the tour bus in Vancouver, Brandon decided against waking Mackenzie. He held her body against his as close as possible. They had talked for an hour more in bed before falling into a deep, restful sleep. Besides needing the sleep, he needed to hold her a bit longer. The day was going to be busy. They would have little time together. He pulled the strands of hair away from her face and kissed her tear-stained cheek. Their talk had healed and hurt.
It grew eerily quiet. Then he knew the bus was empty. He wanted to make love to Mackenzie. She needed to be treasured, not fucked. Then the thought of everyone else’s semen inside her made him close his eyes. He couldn’t make it special until he got that thought out of his head.
“Brandon, Brandon…” Mackenzie sounded frantic.
He grabbed her tight. “I’m here, Tink.”
Her eyes opened slowly, and she saw the small space of the bunk around them. She was relieved it had only been a dream. “Are we there yet?” She shifted a little, her ass brushing against his morning erection.
“Um, yeah… Uh… stop that.”
“Why?” She smirked, knowing he normally loved when she did that to him.
Then she understood, as if she could read his mind. Their talk came to her. He was reluctant to touch her sexually. She had to get the images that were bothering him off his mind. Slowly she turned over and kissed his lips, before reaching into his pajama pants and stroking his cock.
All thoughts were gone from Brandon’s head as soon as their lips touched. He needed her, needed to cum in her. His kisses got stronger as his tongue danced in her mouth. He cock was aching for her pussy.
Then suddenly, Mackenzie pulled back. His mouth opened to ask her why, but then she scooted down the bed. “Don’t get up, please,” he begged her. Then he groaned as her lips wrapped around his dick. “Oh, God!”
She held back the smile as she slowly took him in deeper. When she had his whole length down her throat, she
He pursed his lips and turned onto his back. “Kenzie, don’t cry, please.” He hugged her and pulled her to lie on top of him. “I wanted you to have a good time.”
“But… but…” She was almost choking on her sobs. “But… you… I… hurt you.” She clung to him, an overwhelming pain within her. “I’m so sorry.”
He let her cry for a while. Once she started to settle down, he kissed the top of her head. “I’m OK, but can we talk about this?”
“Yeah.” She sniffled and fisted his shirt in her hands. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“I know. I know, Tink.” He cradled her head. “When I opened that door and saw Chico ramming his dick in you, I thought I was gonna die.” He took a few breaths. “I guess I was more pissed, or jealous. I don’t even know. I never felt that way before.” He tilted his head up, not able to control his mouth. “I’m sorry too. I shoulda been honest, but you enjoyed it.”
Mackenzie took in a shaky breath. It was killing her that she really did enjoy it. “I’m such a horrible friend.” Then another round of sobs took over.
Brandon didn’t know what to do. She felt worse than he did. The only thing he could do was talk. “No more, please. Just me and you for the rest of the trip, OK?”
She nodded, but couldn’t talk.
“I’ll tell the guys tomorrow.” He wrapped his arms around her tighter and waited for her to calm again. As soon as her body relaxed he whispered, “Hey.” He took her face in his hands and made her look at him. “At least we got to make some of that list real.” He forced a smile. “It was all worth making your fantasies come true.” He kissed her lips. “And I’d do it for you again in a heartbeat.”
Her eyes may have still held tears, but she grinned slightly. “Thanks.”
“Let’s go to bed.”
Chapter Ten
While everyone else was getting off the tour bus in Vancouver, Brandon decided against waking Mackenzie. He held her body against his as close as possible. They had talked for an hour more in bed before falling into a deep, restful sleep. Besides needing the sleep, he needed to hold her a bit longer. The day was going to be busy. They would have little time together. He pulled the strands of hair away from her face and kissed her tear-stained cheek. Their talk had healed and hurt.
It grew eerily quiet. Then he knew the bus was empty. He wanted to make love to Mackenzie. She needed to be treasured, not fucked. Then the thought of everyone else’s semen inside her made him close his eyes. He couldn’t make it special until he got that thought out of his head.
“Brandon, Brandon…” Mackenzie sounded frantic.
He grabbed her tight. “I’m here, Tink.”
Her eyes opened slowly, and she saw the small space of the bunk around them. She was relieved it had only been a dream. “Are we there yet?” She shifted a little, her ass brushing against his morning erection.
“Um, yeah… Uh… stop that.”
“Why?” She smirked, knowing he normally loved when she did that to him.
Then she understood, as if she could read his mind. Their talk came to her. He was reluctant to touch her sexually. She had to get the images that were bothering him off his mind. Slowly she turned over and kissed his lips, before reaching into his pajama pants and stroking his cock.
All thoughts were gone from Brandon’s head as soon as their lips touched. He needed her, needed to cum in her. His kisses got stronger as his tongue danced in her mouth. He cock was aching for her pussy.
Then suddenly, Mackenzie pulled back. His mouth opened to ask her why, but then she scooted down the bed. “Don’t get up, please,” he begged her. Then he groaned as her lips wrapped around his dick. “Oh, God!”
She held back the smile as she slowly took him in deeper. When she had his whole length down her throat, she
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