Room for You(49)

“That’s okay, I want you to go first. I wanna watch your face.” He didn’t wait for my okay before he thrust his hand back in between my legs, rubbing and teasing me until my body bucked underneath his hand. Guttural noises that should have embarrassed me passed through my lips while I squirmed and convulsed my way to the most intense orgasm I’d ever had in my life.

When my tremors stopped, I cracked my eye open. Brody was lying next to me with an intense, turned-on look across his face.

“That didn’t take long.” I giggled.

“Neither will I.” He smirked and stood, shoving his pants down around his ankles, his impressive cock springing free like a catapult from the waistband. He raised an eyebrow and grinned at me when he caught me staring, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. He crawled across the bed, covering my body with his and kissed me, his tongue delving deep into my mouth while his warm, hard cock lay against my inner thigh. It had been a long time since I’d had my hands on a man, but I was more than ready. I reached down and wrapped my hand around him, enjoying the hissing sound he made against my mouth as I was slowly gliding my hand up and down the length of him. I felt a drop of precum form on his tip as I worked him harder and faster.

“Oh God, Kacie … wait.”

I knew he was ready. I was too. He put his knee in between mine and pushed them apart gently.

Holy shit…

“Brody…” I panicked.

“Relax, I got ya, babe.” He reached over and snatched the condom sitting on top of the nightstand. “Grabbed it when I was brushing my teeth, just in case.” He opened the wrapper and slid the latex sleeve over his cock, then positioned himself over me. He licked his two fingers and ran them along my opening one more time. “Jesus, you’re so wet.” His words were hot as I begged him with my eyes not to wait another second. He read my mind, slowly pushing himself inside me.

Stretching, filling.

Once he was inside me, there was no holding back. I met him thrust for thrust, his fingers entwined with mine as he raised my hands over my head and pinned them to the bed.

“God, you feel so good.” He groaned as he closed his eyes tight, pulling his eyebrows together. He was close already, so was I.

“Harder,” I pleaded on the edge of another orgasm.

His hips crashed off mine as he pushed harder into me, our skin slapping with each meeting. The erotic noises and moans that filled the room sent me spiraling into myself, quivering in pure bliss.

“Fuck, Kacie!” He called out, driving himself deep into me, stilling as his cock twitched and he came … hard.

He laid his head on my shoulder, trying to regain his composure while I waited for the world to stop spinning.

“You good?” he said against my neck.

“Uh … yes. So good. You?”

He rolled over, lying flat on his back, spread eagle next to me. “I’ve never smoked in my life, but right now, I could go for about twelve cigarettes,” he said as he leaned over and kissed my shoulder.





“Can’t you stay one more night?” I begged Kacie.

She was dancing around my kitchen, cooking French toast, and wearing one of my t-shirts. It’s so cliché, but there really is something crazy hot about your girl wearing one of your shirts with nothing but panties underneath.

“I wish I could.” She stuck her pouty bottom lip out at me. “I’m bummed to leave you, but I can’t wait to get home to the girls. I really miss them.”

Sitting down at the breakfast bar to get a better view of her show, I smiled at her. “You’re a good mom.”

She looked at me, pleasantly surprised. “Thanks.”

“Why did you look shocked by that?” I cocked my head to the side curiously.

She looked down at the stove and shrugged. “I don’t know. You’re a guy … a single guy. I just don’t expect you to notice stuff like that. You pay close attention and that makes me both happy and nervous.”

“First of all, I’m not single. Second, why would that make you nervous?”

She walked over and looped her arms around my neck, covering my face in tiny kisses. “I don’t know. I’m just waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under me, ya know? Sometimes you seem too good to be true.”

I tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear and held her face in my hands, forcing her to focus on my eyes. “I’m. Not. Going. Anywhere.”

She leaned in and rewarded me with another kiss, which I gladly accepted.

Our moment was interrupted by my phone buzzing on the coffee table. Her gaze flashed over to it then back to me, obviously still worried about what Blaire had said about Kendall.

Gripping her hand tight, I dragged her over to the couch with me and picked up the phone.

I hit the button and put it on speaker. “Hi Mom.” Kacie’s eyes doubled in size, her mouth falling open like we were two teenagers who’d just got caught having sex in their parents’ basement.

My mom wasted no time laying into me. “Hi Mom? I haven’t talked to you in almost two weeks and all I get is, ‘Hi Mom?’ Where have you been? I’ve left you about two hundred voice mails.”

I propped my feet up on my coffee table and sunk back into the couch, motioning for Kacie down next to me.

“It’s my mom,” I said out loud, hoping to calm her nerves a bit.