Present Perfect(46)

Giving him a sideways glance, I grinned and asked, ‘Like what?”

Brad propped himself up on his right arm. He returned to the spot behind my ear, running his lips gently over my skin. He whispered, “Come here.”

Reaching over, he grabbed my hips, and pulled me on to his lap, so I was straddling him. The move was so quick it took me by surprise. He began to lick and suck a trail from my jaw down my neck. I tilted my head to the side to give him an obstacle free path. I like to help my fellow mankind whenever possible. It felt amazing. I was on fire and had chills all at the same time. His hands traveled down my hips. Palming my ass, he pulled me closer to his chest. The feel of his large hands holding and squeezing me made every part of my body tingle.

“Heyyy!” I looked back at Brad’s fingers digging into me, and then I started to giggle. “You’re touching my ass.” I could feel him smiling against my neck. “No one has ever done that before.”

“Ever?” he muttered, surprised, as he continued working his lips and tongue up and down my neck.

“Not on purpose,” I giggled.

He brought his lips to mine. He sucked and lightly nipped my bottom lip. Every part of my body was responding to him. He pulled me in close and squeezed my ass again, causing a little moan to escape me.

He whispered against my lips, “That surprises me. It’s such a cute little ass.”

I could feel the heat and wetness spreading between my legs. He thrust his tongue deep and explored every inch of my mouth before pulling away. Again he nibbled a trail from my jaw to my neck. His hot breath washed over my neck as his hands started to travel up my back underneath my shirt.

Sounding out of breath, he said, “There are a lot more places on your body I want to touch on purpose.” His tongue moved to behind my ear. I heard him mumble, “So sweet. I want to lick every inch of you.” I thought I was going to explode. His words had my body feeling things I didn’t know existed. They drove me crazy.

My hands moved from behind his neck up to his soft dirty-blonde hair. Brad let out a groan as I laced my fingers through it, slightly tugging. Our breathing was so fast and heavy, we had a hard time slowing it down.

He let out a low growl, and then whispered, “If I haven’t made it perfectly clear, I really like you.”

“I like you too,” I said while laughing. I don’t know if it was Brad, the tequila, or a combination of both, but I was feeling very happy.

He held me tightly against him. “Can you feel how hard you make me?”

“Mmmhmm…” My answer came out as a moan.

“Let’s go somewhere less sandy.”

“Ok,” I smiled and then giggled. My head was swimming so fast, I wasn’t exactly sure what I was agreeing to. All I knew was I felt warm, tingly, and turned on.

I crawled off Brad’s lap. He struggled to stand up, taking a minute to regain his balance. Holding his hands out to me, I put mine in his, and he pulled me up off the blanket.

I started to gather our stuff when he said, “Don’t worry about that stuff.”

“We shouldn’t be litterbugs,” I told him with my best pouty face. He burst out laughing. Yanking on my arms slightly, I fell into his chest, laughing.

“We’ll deal with it later. Right now there are more important matters that need my attention.” He gave me a quick kiss on the lips, grabbed my hand, and dragged me up the steps to the house.

The party had settled down quite a bit from earlier. Brad held my hand tightly as he maneuvered us through the large living room heading towards the upstairs. We made it up a couple of steps when I felt a strong warm hand grab my wrist, stopping me in mid step. I stumbled back against the banister. I was so drunk from the tequila that it took me a few seconds before it registered who grabbed me.

“NOAH!!” I must have been crazy drunk, because I was thrilled to see him.

I twisted my hand out of Brad’s. I fell towards Noah, draping my arms around his neck. He looked shocked at how affectionate I was towards him, since the last time we were together, I was screaming at the top of my lungs at him.

“Look Brad! It’s Noah! My Noah! He’s so sweet and sexy. He’s swexy. He licked my thigh under my parent’s dinner table. You remember licking me Noah?” I said in a loud high pitched voice.

Placing his hands on my shoulders, Noah helped me stand up straight. He said in a low voice, “I’m taking you home.”

Looking up at his beautiful face, I replied, “But Brad was going to do some things to me on purpose. I don’t know what, but I’m having fun. Hey! You want to come with us?” I asked.

I looked up towards Brad, who was standing there glaring at Noah, his hands balled into fist, and his jaw clenched tight. Noah snaked his arm around my waist and started leading me down the steps. Brad was right behind us. He grabbed my elbow, yanking me backwards out of Noah’s arms.

In a low menacing voice, Brad growled at Noah, “Haven’t you done enough to her tonight? She’s having a great time with me, so get your f*cking hands off of her.”

I smiled up at Brad then turned to Noah and said, “I really am having fun. He’s not a Smurff*cker at all.”

Noah tugged on my other arm, breaking me free of Brad’s grip. We started towards the front door when once again I felt my arm being pulled by Brad. I was getting tired of them jerking me back and forth. Not to mention a little queasy with all the moving around. Not saying a word, Noah dropped my hand, walked over to Brad, and punched him directly in the stomach. My hand fell from Brad’s as he doubled over and dropped to the floor. Noah then turned around and put me over his shoulder.