Kady’s POV

The walk down the hallways to our hotel room was agonizingly painful and long, mainly because my core was burning from simply looking at Brain. You see he was content on keeping as much distance between us as possible, meaning he was walking on the other side of the hallway. His face was adorned with that arrogant smirk he so proudly displayed when he thought he was winning. That asshole thought he was cute trying to torment me but I had news for him—that would be the last BJ he’d ever receive in a cab if this is how he was going to thank me.

“I’m going to kill you,” I mouthed at him behind another patron’s back. Brian simply laughed and rolled his eyes. I swear this hallway is at least a mile long. Weren’t we there yet? “I think you’ve earned yourself a punch in the dick, Gates,” I said when we finally reached the door.

He smirked and shook his head as he opened the door, letting me in first. “How about you let me do the thinking tonight?”

“What thinking?” I snickered, turning around to face him with my hands on my hips as he shut the door behind him. “That bulge in your jeans tells me that’s the only head that will be thinking…or at least that’s what you’re hoping right?”

“Something like that.” Brian pushed off the door and sauntered towards me, his eyes dark and full of lust. Would you look at that? He is interested! Well tickle me surprised. “Now…” His calloused fingers ran down my bare tattooed skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. “I want you see you naked.”

“Are you on crack?” I raised a questioning brow at him as his brown burning into mine. He looked so serous that I couldn’t help but throw my head back and laugh, blatantly ignoring his ever-growing proximity. “In what word would you have earned that? I’ve done all the work here so far.”

“Just shut up, Kad,” He put his finger to my lips to quiet me as I tried to speak again, a smile coming over my face in the process. How could I be pissed at him one minute and love him so much the next? This didn’t make sense to me and I hated to admit that he made me happy—like really fucking happy. “God your beautiful…” Brian mused, moving his hand up to cup my face. “Come here.”

Brian grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face to his, kissing me hard. I felt like I was spinning as the rest of my resolve vanished. Fuck, how could he turn me into putty in a matter of seconds? I melted into his muscular arms and I couldn’t wait to have his cock moving deep inside me. Hell, just the thought of sex made me tighten up and want to jump him right her in the middle of floor. Who needs a bed, right?

His kisses became more demanding as he pulled my hair, holding me firmly against his body. I took my hand and began to massage the bulge hiding in his jeans. Brian moaned against my lips as I began stroking his length through the fabric, his tongue plunging deep and filling my mouth. I could only recall how that very talented tongue felt in my sex, making me wetter with each passing second. He was good; I would give him that.

“I want you so fucking bad. I just may explode,” he growled into my neck as I squeezed his cock through his jeans. I slowly moved my hands down to unbutton and release that monster for the second time that day. You’d think after cumming in the cab that he would need time to recuperate, but no. Here was Brian Haner III ready to play again, not that I was complaining.

Suddenly I was on my back on the plush mattress, Brain panting as he worked on taking off my jean. Once I was free, his hand moved to the front of my thong, rubbing my clit through the lace. I arched my back into his hands, letting a light moan escape my lips. His fingers were amazing. “Mmm…Brian…”

“How bad do you want it?” His dark, lust-clouded eyes looked down at me with a smirk on his lips. “I need to fucking be inside you…do you want me fuck you?”

What was this, twenty questions? “Yes, fucking yes,” I moaned, his sneaky fingers diving inside of me. “Oh god, yes.” I whimpered in pleasure as he worked on me, curving his fingers to reach that delicate spot.

“You’re so fucking wet…” he rasped, my hand in returned stroking his cock. I could feel the pre-cum dripping around my fingers, making my mouth water as I recalled the taste. Brian Haner Jr. fucking turned me on to no ends and I wanted him—badly.

However, to my surprise he stopped and pulled away, sitting on the bed next to me. “What the actual fuck?” I whined, sitting up and glaring at him. “You can’t get me all fucking worked up like this and then decide to stop! What are you, sick?”

Brian chuckled and leaned back on his elbows, watching me with a smirk. “I want you to undress for me.”

“You mean like a fucking stripper?” I gapped at him. Had he completely lost his mind tonight? Who the hell was this guy? Usually the quicker he could get inside of me the better. Why the sudden change?

“Well, if that’s what you want to do, I wouldn’t be opposed.”

“You’re a sick fuck, you know that, right?” I questioned, our eyes locking again.

Brian laughed again, siting up and pulling me in front of him. “I’ve been called much worse.” And there was that fucking smile that made me melt. “Come on, don’t make me beg. Turn around.”

“So now all of a sudden you’re an ass man?” I smirked as he spun me around. Well good for him that I had some curves. There was a reason Ryn usually dressed me in booty shorts and fishnets.

I looked over my shoulder as pulled my shirt over my head, watching Brian bite his knuckle as he looked at my body. For the first time in my life, I felt slightly self-conscious with him watching me. Somewhere deep down inside I wanted to impress him and for him to like what he saw. Had I eaten too many Big Macs? God help me for being so stupid about all this. He was just another guy. Okay, so I fucking loved him, but what did that matter?

I let my black lace thong fall to the floor with my violet top, hearing a moan from behind me. I was glad that I was facing the opposite direction because the last thing I wanted was for him to see me blush.

“You’ve got one hell of an ass.” I felt his hands grip each cheek before he bit into the right one. A squeak escaped my lips with his touch and I tried to pull away but he moved to hold my hips firmly. “Easy…” he chuckled, one hand now running through my dripping wet folds. I shuddered under his touch. “Spread you legs a little bit more.

I did as I was told and his thumb plunged deep inside of me, his magic fingers playing my clit. I moaned and leaned forward and held my knees. “Oh, fuck…” I rasped, my breath becoming more and more labored as he pushed me towards the edge. Though I almost lost it when he turned me around and pulled me overtop of him on the bed, my legs straddling his head as his tongue did magical things to me.

“Oh, my God!” I practically screamed, his fingers and tongue working together as my hips rocked. His hands moved up to grab my hips as I clutched the headboard for dear life. Brian’s tongue dove deep inside of me as his nose tickled my clit. That is before he moved to suck my clit, driving me crazy. “Fuck yeah…” I whimpered. He reached up and began massaging my breast with his fingers, sending me closer and closer to the edge.

Seconds later, I felt my core tighten in one of the best orgasms of my life. I screamed his name and threw my head back as the sweet darkness of pleasure took me captive. The next thing I knew, I was on my back and Brian was hovering about me, whipping his face. “Now, you’re mine,” he growled, a wicked smirk on his face.

He plunged his full length inside of me with out warning, causing me to gasp in pleasure. I stared up at Brian as he took charge, mercilessly pounding into me. At one point he leaned down and kissed me so deeply that I seriously thought I blacked out for a few seconds. I could feel all his passion and love for me and the feeling of ecstasy traveled all the way down to my toes, making my heart flutter. I knew from that moment that there was no turning back. I wanted this guy in my life and I might actually hurt when we go on our separate tours in a few months. We would have to make it work and that was all that mattered.

Brian’s lips moved from my down to my neck as his movements started to become sloppy. He was on the edge and so was I. I rocked my hips against him so hard that I couldn’t see straight when the intense pleasure took over my body. I couldn’t see or hear anything but the darkness and ringing in my ears, but I was sure that I was screaming his name and scratching his back. As my orgasm settled down, I could feel Brian’s cock pulsating inside of me. His fingers held my hips so tightly that his fingernails dug into my skin, undoubtedly leaving a big bruise.

“That was fucking amazing,” he rasped, collapsing on top of me, both of us sweaty and trying to catch our breath. He was right. This sex was so much better than the bunk sex we’ve been having for the past two weeks. It was always cramped and we had to be careful about our noise level. Hell, I was pretty sure that Johnny would kill us if we woke him up again. I’m sure short shit was just jealous.

“What I would give for this bed everyday,” he yawned, rolling over onto his back and stretching out before I cuddled into his side. My blues met his eyes and I couldn’t help but smile. He looked happy and I’m sure the image was mirrored in my face. “I cant wait to be home.”

“Yeah, no kidding. I’m so sick of living on the road,” I put my head on his bare chest, listening to his strong heart beat underneath me. “Only two weeks!” Oh, God, I sound too chipper for my own good. Was I giddy? What the hell was this?

“Two weeks,” Brian repeated, looking up at the ceiling and putting one hand behind his head and the other around me. I couldn’t tell if he was thinking about what he was going to do on our three weeks off or not being together after that. “Can’t fucking wait to go to the beach.”

I scoffed and shook my head, never realizing before this moment how much I actually missed home. Though, I wasn’t super stoked to still be living with Caleb. Maybe I would start looking for my own place when I got back. I mean, I was twenty-two and ready to be an adult, not to mention that my brother and the guys were twenty-six and would probably be ready to find someone to settle down with.

“I think I’ll try and find an apartment close to the beach,” I mused, trying to picture it in my head. “Something small and close to the studio would be great actually.”

Brian moved to sit up on his elbow and looked down at me, trying to read my expression. “You’re thinking of moving out?”

“What else does it sound like, Sherlock?” I rolled my eyes, looking up at the ceiling again. “Jesus I swear sometimes you are slower than John—“

“Move in with me,” Brian interrupted, his eyes burning a hole into mine.

“Wh-what?” I gapped, looking at him in shock. Was he really serious? Who was this person? The last thing I knew the guy didn’t even like sharing personal things, like his toothbrush. We swapped spit on a regular basis so what was the big deal about me using his toothbrush? I cleaned it off when I was done.

Brian sat up and pulled onto his lap. “I’m serious. I live really close to the beach, the place is fucking huge, you’ll be with me, and it’s free. What do you say?” He looked excited and it was fucking adorable. I had to fight the urge to snicker at him.

I rolled my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair, pretending like I was stressed out about it. I bit down on my bottom lip as he took my face into his hands. “Come on, Kad. Move in with me. We both know we’ll have enough space to do whatever plus don’t act like you don’t want to spend time with me before we head to Europe.”

“Why would you want to spend time with me?” I joked, my finger twisting his messy hair. “It’s not like Synyster Gates has a girlfriend.”

“You’re right, Synyster Gates has many girlfriends, or at least that’s what he wants you to think. Brian Haner on the other hand,” his nose was tickling my neck as he left a trail of kisses, turning me on in the process. “He only has the most beautiful girl a guy could ask for. So what do you say? Will you move in with me?”

I bit my lip, my thoughts becoming clouded from my increasing state of arousal. “Oh fuck it, you had me at free,” I laughed before Brian tossed me onto my back, his lips hungrily moving against mine.

The next two weeks were a blur of exhaustion and sexual tension and release. It seemed like every time Brian and I found a moment or energy to fuck like animals someone interrupted us. Jimmy, my brother, dipshit, Marley, you fucking name it, they were there. That is until I moved into Brian. Oh the past two days had been pure bliss and never have I been this satisfied or happy in my life. I was sure Brian felt the same way just by he kind of floated around.

So where was I now? My ass was seated on the beach enjoying this amazing California sunshine. I was starting to looking like a fucking vampire with how pale I was so I was going to take advantage of some time to sunbath while I could. I lay on my eggplant colored towel in my black bikini on the far side of the beach by the cliff. It was my little hiding spot that I had only told Brian about, mainly because we fucked here yesterday.

I looked up at the clouds through my sunglass, enjoying the day. If this wasn’t fucking heaven on earth, then I had no idea what was. That was until someone blocked my sunlight.

“What the fuck?” I hissed, opening my eyes to see Matt, Zacky, and Jimmy looking down at me. How did they find my secret spot? Brian. I swear I will fucking kill him for telling. They better not be here the next time I come here!

“Why wont you answer your damned phone?” Matt raged as I sat up and took off my sunglass to see the deep frown and crease in his forehead. What was his deal? Did someone die?

I shrugged and picked up my beer, taking a long sip. Oh, it was still cold and delicious. “I left it at home to avoid this exact moment and interaction. Now if you boy scouts don’t mind, I want to go back to my solitary confinement. And don’t you dare come back to this spot. It’s mine.” Matt ran his hands over his face and turned away from me in frustration.

“But its such a good spy lookout!” Jimmy whined, looking around. It was true. I would sit here and drink and people watch for hours, laughing my ass off. You wouldn’t believe all the stupid shit you could see tourist do. Oh, I could die laughing. “Come on, Red. You’ve got to share!”

I narrowed my eyes at the gangly giant, putting my sunglasses back on. “Maybe I’ll share it with you, Jimbo. But you alone…don’t fucking think about it Vengeance!” I snapped, watching him peak in my cooler. “I plan on drinking that entire six-pack. Now if you don’t mind—“

“Damn it Kady, Brian’s being trying to get ahold of you for the past half-hour,” Matt interrupted. I raised my brow as a crease appeared on my forehead.

“It’s not like he doesn’t know where I am. Why couldn’t he have come himself if it’s so important?”

“He would if he wasn’t fucking trying to keep your brother from jumping off the deep end,” Zack cut in. “He’s fucking pissed about something and Brian’s being fighting with him for the past half-hour.”

“I’m surprised a fist hasn’t been thrown yet,” Jimmy chuckled at the thought.

“Wait? Caleb’s at Brains? Why?” Oh, shit…I didn’t tell him I was moving out. Oops. I guess this was my fault. “You know what, never mind. Can you drop me off?” I asked, quickly getting up and putting all my stuff in my beach bag. “And I swear if you don’t get your eyes off my ass, Vengeance, I will fucking end you.”

“She’s feisty!” Jimmy laughed again, picking me up and putting me on his back as we headed back to the car.

“Chop, chop. We’ve got to stop world war three from happening because I forgot to tell my brother I was moving in with Brian.”

“Shit…no wonder he’s pissed.”

“Oh, he’s about to get more pissed when I tell him but it’s time for baby sister to grow up.”

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