Present Perfect(56)

I laced my fingers through his soft hair as he wrapped his lips securely around my nipple, sucking on it hard at the same time he ran his tongue over it roughly. Waves of electricity ran through my body. I arched my back and put pressure on the back of his head, pushing myself farther into his mouth. I was so wet at this point, I was afraid it was going to seep through my jeans.

I felt Brad’s hand begin to trail down my stomach, landing on the button of my jeans. I wanted him to take them off and keep going. I cared for him a lot and was incredibly attracted to him. He freed the button and slowly pulled the zipper down. Involuntarily, my hand flew to the top of his. He stopped and looked at me with smoldering eyes. I gave him a slight smile and moved my hand away from his.

He began to nibble, suck, and lick his way down my body. I closed my eyes, my body absorbing every sensation caused by his hands and mouth. Just as I was about to get completely lost in the feel of Brad’s body and touch, the fact that his mother was downstairs flashed across my mind.

“Maybe we should stop. I mean your… um…we’re not alone,” I said, my voice raspy.

“It’s okay. No one will bother us.” A shiver ran through me, giving him all the permission he needed to continue.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. I still had thoughts of stopping it from going farther, but the words wouldn’t come out of my mouth. My eyes began to flutter shut when I felt tears running down my temples. Noah invaded my mind. I was thinking how much I wanted this to be him. How it should be him. But it’s not and won’t ever be. I felt cool air hit my legs as my jeans slid down and off. I was completely naked except for my panties.

Brad was sitting between my legs, resting back on his heels. His fingers slip under the top of my panties and then pulled them off. He performed one continuous lick the entire way up my body. His tongue stopped at one of my nipples, circling it before his lips sucked it into his mouth, all while pinching my other nipple. He pulled away slightly before plunging toward me, devouring my lips while he began to grind between my legs. I couldn’t get over how hard he was. My hands found the button of his jeans. I struggled to undo it. Brad pulled away from me and stood up.

He quickly removed his jeans and boxers. I rose up on my elbows and looked at him. I had never seen a completely naked guy before. It was mesmerizing. A huge smile crossed his face when he saw how large my eyes had gotten at the sight of him. He opened the drawer of his bedside table and grabbed a condom, put it on, and was back on top of me in a flash.

He buried his head in the crook of my neck and slowly pushed into me. At first it felt weird, but as he moved in more and more I got used to it. Then with one forceful thrust a stabbing pain ran through my body causing me to cry out. I felt tears run down the sides of my face. Brad didn’t react to my obvious pain and began to move faster and faster. The pain started to disappear and pleasure took its place.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as Brad bounced me up and down on the bed. The area between my hips to the top of my thighs began to heat up. My body tightened and I felt a pressure inside of me build. My body got tighter and tighter as the pressure and heat increased. Then what felt like a giant contraction took over my body. My toes clenched, my nipples got even harder, and I was throbbing and convulsing inside. I was soaking wet. His thrusts got faster as he slid deeper into me. My legs started shaking and wave after wave of contractions went through me as I cried out Brad’s name. I heard one muffled grunt and then his body stiffened before collapsing on top of me. We stayed that way for several minutes, both trying to slow our breaths down. Brad lifted his head to look at me, but never said a word. He smiled just before climbing off, causing me to wince a little as he slid out of me. I watched as he removed the condom and threw it into the trashcan.

I was startled by a noise I heard out in the hall. I looked up at Brad and asked in a low voice, “You locked the door, didn’t you?”

“I’m pretty sure I did.” He threw on his jeans and slipped his shirt over his head as he walked to the door. I saw him place his hand on the doorknob jiggling it to make sure it was locked. I leaning over the side of the bed looking for where my clothes and underwear had landed when the door suddenly swung open.

My head shot up and it felt as if all the blood had drained from my vital organs. Standing in front of me were Brad’s two friends, Jeremy and Spencer. I scrambled to grab the comforter and cover myself.

Jeremy took one step toward me then said to Brad, “Shit! I don’t believe it. You won again.” Brad and Spencer burst out laughing.

I was so shocked I wasn’t able to comprehend what was happening. I watched as Spencer reached in his front pocket, pulled out a wad of cash, and slapped it into Brad’s palm.

Looking up at Brad I asked, “What’s going on?” My voice was so shaky and weak, I didn’t recognize it.

Brad stepped forward, trying to stifle a laugh, and answered, “It’s just a little friendly bet between some of us on the team.”

“This is the third time in a row that this son of a bitch has won,” Jeremy said.

Brad shrugged his shoulders. “What can I say? I’m a natural.”

“Yeah, well, we almost didn’t get into see it with our own eyes, so this f*ck was almost disqualified. Your mom had locked the front door. You better be glad we knew where the extra house key was hidden.”

My body started to shake uncontrollably as tears spilled down my cheeks. They were carrying on a conversation like I wasn’t even there, like I was a thing, not a person.