Wicked End (54 page)

She hugged him. “I know.” Her cheeks reddened.

“What’re you thinking?” He knew it had to be extreme if she blushed from it.

Pulling her lip in, she replied, “Would you really close your eyes and join in?”

“Would you like that?” He held the anxiety back as best as he could.

She felt the tension. “I would, but only if you’re truly willing. Don’t do it just for me.”

“OK.” He relaxed. At least she didn’t expect him to fake liking Scott sucking his dick or something. “We’ll figure that out too.” He put a hand on the back of her head and tried to burn the feel of her body into his brain. “For the next few hours, it’s just you and me.” He unconsciously pressed his erection into her hip.

Mackenzie knew what he meant, but his body told her he needed something else. She slowly lifted her right leg and wrapped it around his waist. Then she angled her pelvis until his shaft slid between her folds. She grinded on him slowly, putting pressure on her clit just so. His soft moan in her ear told her everything she needed to know.

“I want you,” she whispered in a low sexy voice. The heat of her pussy made the warm water seem cold. She felt his body tense, and his fingers slid down her body. “Fuck me…” The words so simple, but dripping with incredible seduction.

Brandon gripped her waist tighter. She was tempting him away from the romantic hour he was trying to put together in his head. Her continuous rubbing was driving him out of his mind. He wanted to wait to make love to her, but he couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Fuck it,” he cried out. Then he whipped his cock down and thrust up into her. “Goddamnit!” He held that position, completely buried inside of her for a full minute, holding her close and never wanting the feeling to end.

She didn’t fuss like usual when he stayed still, just treasured the moment, eyes closed. Another like it, was weeks away. Her lips parted when he pressed his hips to hers even harder. He surprised her with a kiss, not a light one, but one full of passion.

Deepening the kiss, Brandon let his tongue meld with Mackenzie’s. Then his hips started to move almost on their own. He held her thigh up and fell into a slow rhythm, giving her all he had with every stroke. There was no urge to ravish her, just feel her. He gasped as he withdrew and pushed forward again.

“God, I love you,” he breathed in her ear.

She had a fistful of hair in one hand, his shoulder in the other. A loving good-bye was not what she expected, but welcomed it. “Love you…” She moaned as he grazed her G-spot. “…too. Brandon… Brandon…” Her breath caught.
How is this possible?
Each languid pass sent shivers up her spine. She dug her nails into his skin. “Brandon, I’m gonna cum… Oh, God.”

He had felt it start, but when the wave crashed over her, the power of it shocked him. She gouged his shoulder and pulled his hair. That switched off the romantic in him and brought forth the animal. While she still shook, he pulled out and forced her to turn around.

“Now you’re in for it,” he growled, unable to control his need. He wanted her to beg him to cum. With a jerk of his hips, he rammed into her to the hilt. “I’m done with the slow shit.” He pressed her body against the shower wall. “Want you to scream now.”

Startled by the change, she didn’t move when he began to pound her fiercely. He wasn’t causing pain, but she had liked the way his earlier pace felt. His love was almost tangible then. It didn’t take her long to get into it though. She put her hands up on the tile and braced herself from being crushed. Each time he plunged back into her he groaned in her ear. That turned her on even more.

Brandon covered her hands with his, pinning them to the wall. “I can see Jesse standing in the doorway, mouth open, eyes bulging, staring at your tits against the glass. When you scream in pleasure, he pulls out his dick, starts jerking off to your cries. He wants to fuck you but I make him wait until I cum in you first.” He took a few breaths, fucking her with all his might; the story making him harder.

Mackenzie was imagining almost the same thing. Brandon’s version took over. It started to work fast. She tried to move her hips with his, but he had too much pressure on her body. His deep thrusts pushed her close the edge, while her mind added to the pending explosion. He whispered something she couldn’t comprehend. All other senses muted. She could only feel. Her back arched somewhat, and her head slid against his.

“Holy mother of God!” She shouted something she never had before, while her entire body shuddered with release. Her knees weakened, her pussy and womb clench repeatedly, seemingly unending. “Brandon…” She wanted him to just hold her, but he continued ramming his cock into her, hard.

“Beautiful orgasm, baby.” He felt the trembling and pulsating within her. Still immersed in his fantasy, he continued, “I cum hard and long inside of you. Then I step back and let him have a turn with you. He tells you how hot you are, and how hard you made him. Then he slams his cock in, making you cry out…”

She loved the idea and hoped they could make it happen one day. Brandon continued to talk, but she was lost in the feelings within her. The head of his cock constantly rubbed her sweet spot while he spoke of her cumming. It was all too much. She screamed his name, long and loud, while exploding inside.

“Shit… shit… shit…” Brandon had not been paying attention and was too late to hold back his own end. “Fuck, I’m cumming.” He squeezed her hands as semen spewed into her pussy. When his body finally relaxed, he wrapped his arms around her. “I’m sorry I ruined the romantic moment, but I couldn’t help it. The pain in my shoulder felt so good.”

She wasn’t able to talk, still writhing with the final orgasm. He caressed her arms and face, causing her eyes to drift closed. The loving touches made the pleasure even stronger, but helped her focus on him. She gasped for air, leaning into him.

“You OK?” She rarely took so long to recover.

Mackenzie nodded, finally able to take a deep breath. After another minute, she was able to speak. “It’s… fine… felt… good.”

Stepping back, he pulled her with him. “My turn to wash you.”

She was glad he was going to do it, because moving would be complicated. Her limbs were like rubber. She leaned on him as he opened her shampoo bottle. His fingers were soon massaging her scalp. She moaned as he stimulated her hair follicles. It was another thing he was amazing at, scalp massage.

After about 20 minutes, they were on their way to a diner in Coral Springs, not far from Jesse’s place. Mackenzie was in her new SUV. Brandon followed in the Mustang. They parked next to each other, the lot not jammed with cars as it was in the evening.

Brandon rushed to her door and was able to open it for her while she gathered her purse. “M’lady…” He stifled in the laugh and held his hand out.

“Wow, such service,” she joked and let him help her down to the ground. “Do I have to pay extra for the medieval days talk?”

He cracked up, no longer able to hold it. “It was cute in my head, but it sounded asinine coming out of my mouth.” He smirked. “I’m trying to me romantic. You know I have no clue what I’m doing.”

“I know.” She touched his cheek. “And I love the effort. You’re adorable when you’re flailing.”

He leaned down and whispered, “You’re adorable when you cum so hard you can’t talk.”

The blush that spread across her face didn’t last. “It’s all because you use this...” she patted the front of his pants. “…so well.” Her hand closed around his semi-erect penis.

Then it was his turn to blush, because an elderly couple had just come outside and were staring at them. “Sorry,” he called to the couple. “She was just released from prison and forgot what a man felt like.” The pair shook their heads and moved on.

“You ass.” Mackenzie smacked his chest.

He shrugged when the two were out of sight. “What else was I gonna say? You want me to fuck you right here?” He pulled her into his arms. “Or that I’m a rock star and you’ll do anything to get in my pants. That may’ve gone over a little better.”

“Maybe I should just make you my bitch.” Her eyebrows went up. “Then you’d have to take my vibrator.”

Brandon cringed. “Ow, damn, you wouldn’t.”

“If you’re not good… I just might.”

He rolled his eyes, relatively sure she was not so cruel. “Can we go eat? I don’t have much time left.” When her body tensed, he regretted his choice of words. “I know. It’s not easy for me either.”

Mackenzie was hungry, so she let him go and headed to the door. Brandon grabbed her hand as he held the door behind her. She had to push aside the feeling of dread, so they could enjoy the last few hours together.
Damn! Why does it feel like we’ll be apart for a year?

Sliding into a booth next to her, Brandon lifted his menu. “Do you want breakfast or lunch? It says here they serve breakfast all day.”

“Cool, an omelet or something sounds good.” She scanned the menu as well. Pancakes with whipped cream caught her eye. “This could be fun.” She laughed to herself.

Knowing she was up to something, he closed his eyes. “We’re in public. No putting ice cream on my dick or making me lick syrup off your pussy…. Although that sounds mighty tasty. Hmmm, I think I might try that when you come to visit. Kenzie pancakes, nice breakfast.”

“What’ll you guys have?” A waitress suddenly asked.

Brandon looked up at the attractive young woman and hoped he wasn’t blushing. “Um, not sure yet, uh, Sally.” At least that was what her nametag said. “My
girlfriend
keeps distracting me.” He looked at her sideways and licked his lips. “Maybe just a couple of coffees for now.”

“Sure thing, cutie.”

The wink surprised Brandon more than it should. In almost any restaurant, someone usually hit on him. She was not looking at him as groupies did though, more like out of curiosity.

“You look familiar though.” She couldn’t place his face, but was almost sure she had seen it on television. “Do you do commercials or something?”

He sunk in his seat a bit and muttered, “Oh shit.” That meant the guitar commercial had aired already. He had expected it to take months. “Um, well you could say that.”

“It’s not for one of those ED products is it?”

Mackenzie burst out laughing.

Sally continued, “
That
would be a shame. An obviously vital man like you, pretending to need Viagra.” She glanced down at the impressive bulge in his pants. “Bet you can go for hours.” She covered her mouth, shocked by her own words. “I am
so
sorry. I have no idea what came over me.”

Still laughing, Mackenzie cupped Brandon’s crotch. “I think this did. Or maybe…” She kissed his lips. “…these. It’s OK. He’s used it by now.”

“Still, I can’t believe I said it out loud.” Sally fanned herself. “I think I just like bad boys.”

Brandon glanced down at himself. He hadn’t dressed in stage attire, just black jean shorts and black T-shirt. Then he realized he had rings in all sorts of places and plenty of tattoos showing. That kind of tagged him as a “bad boy,” at least in most parents’ eyes.

“He’s bad alright.” Mackenzie let out a half-growl, half-purr, as if she was about to attack him. “Bad in all the right ways.” She snuggled against him and groped him openly. “Can’t get enough of him.”

Heat rose to Sally’s face. She knew the female customer was staking her territory. Letting her know the bad boy she was lusting after was off limits. Her eyes locked on the hand that had snuck beyond his zipper and was making the bulge even bigger, while flashing some of his skin. She hoped to see how big the man’s equipment really was, although she would never get to sample it.

Finally coming back to reality from bliss, Brandon grabbed Mackenzie’s hand. “Stop, we can’t do this here, and I have a plane to catch, seriously.” He grimaced, not really wanting her to stop. His dick was painfully hard and his balls were aching like they were full again.

Mackenzie looked up. “Sorry. I kinda got carried away.” She carefully tucked his dick away and sat up. “He’s just so fucking sexy.”

“That he is,” Sally agreed. “Let me go get you those coffees.”

Brandon exhaled loudly when she was gone. “Wow, never seen you
that
jealous before.” He reached into his shorts and moved his erection to a better position.

“Jealous? I wasn’t jealous!”

“Don’t even try it.” He laughed. “You wanted it known I’m yours. I thought I made that clear by saying ‘my girlfriend,’ not good enough, huh?”

She feigned a pout. “Girls everywhere adore you.”

“Yeah.” He turned her face to his and laid a sweet kiss on her lips. “But I adore only you.” When their coffee was set on the table, he looked up again. “I’m ready.” An eyebrow rose at Mackenzie. “You?” She nodded, so he ordered. “Two eggs scrambled, with cheddar, bacon, hash browns and a side of pancakes. I need lots of syrup, too.” He winked at his girlfriend.

“Men.” Mackenzie allowed a giggle to escape then lifted her menu. “Hmmm, how about the stuffed French toast? That sounds good. I like being stuffed.” She winked at Brandon, who shook his head.

Brandon sighed. “Sorry, my girlfriend’s a horny mess. Guess I need to bring her in the back and fuck it out of her.”

“I can keep the men’s room free.” Sally said as serious as she could muster.

“I was kidding,” Brandon replied.

Sally saw the look in Mackenzie’s eyes. “If you don’t, I think she’s going to rip you apart.”

He turned and saw the animal lust in her eyes. “After what I did to you a half hour ago, you’re still horny?”

She got to her knees next to him and breathed in his ear, “Yes.”

“We don’t have time.”

“I’ll make you cum fast,” she promised.

He had hoped for maybe a blowjob in the airport parking lot, but fucking in a diner would have to do. His cock was still hard and wouldn’t stay in place.

“I want you on that plane with my cum all over your dick.” She ran a hand up his shirt then down his side, making him shiver. “You’re gonna dream of me the whole flight.”

Feeling desperation set in, he tried stand up, but banged his knee on the table. “Fuck.” He shook it off and yanked her to her feet. The diner only had a few other customers. Normally he would hide an erection in public, but he didn’t care who noticed. He rushed through the place until they got to the men’s room. Strangely, he felt like it had been days since they fucked. He started to worry he would cum even sooner than he wanted.