Brian’s POV

It was a goddamn torture to be around her. Was she doing this intentionally? I had already jerked off three times in the five hours we were at this fucking hell hole. Each of her outfits outdid the other and now she was wearing a short dress that was as tight as a fucking glove. The dress was like a second skin to her and I could only hope that my moan got out of my insides soundlessly.

„You have to change,” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose as she passed me by.

„What?” She stopped midtrack to the kitchen zone, looking me over with a frown. I didn’t have the strength to figth for it anymore. I swear if she decided to wear something only as much as similar to the dress, I’ll fuck her. You have my word on it.

„Meg, you can’t do this to me... I’m fucking dying over here and my hand is numb from all the jacking off,” Moment of honesty, huh?

„So that’s what you’ve been doing in there all day,” She pointed to the bathroom with a light chuckle.

„No shit...” I sighed, seeing her come sit by me on the coach.

„You should’ve told me, we’re friends, dude...” She said, leaning into my side, resting her hand on my thigh. Oh god... Yeah, it was a shame we were only friends. Before I knew it, her hand was massaging my dick through the fabric of my shorts.

„Fuck,” I mouthed, biting down on my knuckle as my eyes narrowed on her cleavage, making me remember the time when I titfucked her. She could tell me what the fuck she wants, even before the surgery, her boobs weren’t as she claimed ‘small’, because, if that would’ve been the case, I’d never managed to titfuck her.

She shifted from her place beside me to the place on me, cupping my face with her hands and pressing her lips against mine. A low growl left me as she bit down on my lip. My hand dropped to the small of her back and I tilted me head back, our tongues entwining in the process. I could feel her boobs pressing against my chest and her crotch rubbing against my cock. Right then and there I lost my fucking mind. I was crazy for her, why would I ever think this would change? Why did I even bother to forget her if I knew she’ll be back each time I believed I was over her?

I moaned, feeling her ass with my hand, before it slipped under the lining of her dress. I pulled away, a frown on my face, „You’re not wearing any underwear?”

She shook her head, a side smirk ghosting on her face. Fucking tease...

My hand moved under her, before I slid two of my fingers in that tight little hole. Her lips parted, a ragged breath escaping her. She was so fucking wet and I strongly believed I could cum only thinking about fucking this gorgeous blonde. Her eyes closed as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. „Look at me...” I demanded, our faces just inches apart.

I know, baby, I know it’s fucking hard to keep them open when my fingers are tingling your senses, but hell... She could do that for me. I fucking knew she was close to hella orgasm, but this is not how we’ll play this goddamn game, dear. She was looking at me through her thick, black eyelashes, her cheeks flushing red. I could feel her walls clench around my fingers and without second thought I pulled them out. „Not yet, you’ll cum when I say so... Now take that stupid dress off...”

I gave her a slight push so she’d know I’m not kidding, before I threw my arm over the back of the couch and watched her, pulsating with pure lust and desire. Her fingers undid the zipper on her side and she slowly, almost tortuously, slid the dress over her head, letting it fall by her feet. Good girl, no need for clothes.

I slid my tongue over my lips, feeling my heart racing. Beating frantically for her... „So what do you want me to do to you?”

She gave me a long and lustful look, before she spoke in a way too seductive manner, „fuck me. Hard.”

She had no idea what that did to me. Correction, she had no idea what she did to me. „I’ll need to loose my clothes first,” I smirked, pointing to my shorts. I didn’t need to say that twice – she was already on her knees and undoing my belt. Man, I loved her this fucking submissive. I pushed myself up so she could slide the shorts down along with my boxers. „Come here,”

She stood up and I roughly pulled her down on my lap, before I pushed her hair away from her neck. I knew what she liked and how she fucking liked it. I had all the cards in my hand to drive her mad, leave her craving for more... My lips trailed from her jaw line and down her neck. An intoxicating moan escaped her lips as she tilted her head back. It was like pure extasy to me. My hands were holding her back as my teeth grazed the skin of her shoulder. I felt her nails digging in my skin, before I felt something else - she took my pulsating member and slowly slid it in. Fuck, she was tight... I had completely forgot of what exact tightness were we talking about.

„I said hard...” She whispered.

„Are you sure? It’s gonna hurt,”

„I don’t fucking care, just fuck me for god sake,” she hissed and it was only a short moment before I had thrown her over the couch and was laying on top of her. Her glare made me smirk, she was really fucking pissed over this. Okay, fine... I slammed in her and a loud scream echoed throughout the room as she arched her back. If she wanted hard – so be it. The thrusts were fast and deep and I wasn’t about to slow down. I panted, taking a hold of her leg and deepening the thrusts. I could tell she was close to the climax.

„Did I allow you to cum?” I looked at her twitching and turning under me. She was biting down on my shoulder, fighting with those clenching walls.

„I can’t, Bri, I fucking can’t...” She cried, her whole body tensing. Fuck... „Please, baby... please...”

„Okay...” I whispered, feeling her shudder as she pulled me close, wrapping her tattoo covered arms around my neck. I felt myself falling into the black pit of relief, releasing my seed in her, before I crashed down, completely drained.

„Okay, Haner, get off...” Her hands pushed against my chest. What? Seriously? Now I’m your one night stand? Fucking perfect! „Fuck that hurts...” Oh... that... I had completely forgotten about her breasts being almost too sensitive to bare, but I was tired and I didn’t have the strength to get off her. Out of a sudden I was down on the floor, rubbing the back of my head from the painful impact. „Sorry...”

I was certain I’d be the happiest man alive if she’d let me fall asleep right then and there, forgetting about the plans for the evening, but you know what? Megan Hills was a fucking bitch and won’t give anyone the fucking satisfaction of resting after some ridiculously awesome sex. Her finger was poking my cheek very annoyingly.

„Stop...” I let out, jerking her hand away.

„You have to get up,” She said.
„No, I have to get some sleep,” I rolled on my side, away from her. She got awfully quiet out of a sudden. I opened one of my eyes and looked back at her to see her pouting. I sighed, „Look, you wanna see me land face first in my food? ‘Cause that’s how you get that done.”

„What is it with you always passing out after sex?” She frowned, eyeing me from the couch, „What the fuck will you do when you’re sixty-something with a prostate?”

„I’m gonna sleep... like... a lot.”

„And pee through your fucking belly button...” She mumbled, angrily. Oh come on, ignore her, Haner. Don’t let her get to you, this is what chicks do. They mess with your fucking head. „I’m gonna get real angry, you know...”

„I know,”

„And you don’t care?”

„I do care...” What wouldn’t I give for a pillow right now, „But not enough to actually care.”

A moment of silence. Fucking finally. Now, please, can someone pass me a blanket? „This is the last time we’re having sex.”

Say... what? „Okay, I’m up... I’m up,” I sat up, rubbing my eyes. Well, I guess you’ll sleep when you’re dead, Haner, „Just give me five minutes and I’ll be ready for the fucking dinner.”

„I thought so.”

Notes

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