The Upside of Being Let Down (new adult romance - 1) (8 page)

He touched my hips and I shivered
again. His hands moved around to my ass and he pulled. I felt the tip of his
erection and my legs instantly opened, letting him slide between. The
definition of his thickness teasing along my center forced me to move to my
toes. I put my head back and moaned. Bryan
’
s
lips touched my neck and then with a single move, I felt his teeth touch my
neck and he lifted me to place me on the bed.

I hit the bed and Bryan put his
hands down, keeping himself hovering over me. I tried to move but he was on my
hair.

“
You
’
re on my hair,
”
I said.

“
Shit,
sorry,
”
he said.

He moved his hands.

I looked down and saw him right
there, right between my legs. I bent my knees and waited for him to just... you
know...
go for it
...

His right hand touched my shoulder
and I quickly grabbed it and placed it on my breast.

“
Here,
”
I said.
“
Nothing fancy. Just... this.
”

I reached down with my other hand,
my fingertips gently grazing the ripples of his muscles. When I got to his
thickness, I gripped him and stroked him. His hand squeezed tighter on my
breast. I groaned and thrust, knowing we were so close. Bryan
’
s hand opened and closed a few
times. He started to use his fingers to play with my nipple, teasing me. He
took his thumb and middle finger and started to roll my nipple between those
two fingers. It felt good. Really good. I squeezed my hand against him and
pulled, wanting him inside me. When I did that, he pinched his fingers.

I cried out.

“
Fuck,
Bryan!
”
I yelled.
“
Don
’
t pinch.
”

Bryan
’
s
hand flew off me and my hand flew off him and onto my nipple. He moved from the
bed.

“
What
the hell are you doing?
”
I
asked.

Bryan looked down at me. He looked
like he wanted to say something again. He held back and reached for his
nightstand. He opened the drawer and took out a condom.

Oh, yeah. Good call there.

He tore the wrapper open and I
watched him put it on. I never watched a guy do that before. I wasn
’
t sure if it was hot or not...
kind of reminded me of putting a banana in a bag at the grocery store.

“
There,
”
he said.

“
Yeah,
there,
”
I whispered.
“
Now hurry. Before I change my
mind and sleep on the couch.
”

“
You
don
’
t want that,
”
Bryan said. He climbed the bed.
“
That couch is so
uncomfortable.
”

I sighed.
“
That was hot the first time you used the line. Not
a second time, okay?
”

“
But
seriously, it
’
s...
”

I grabbed Bryan
’
s ass and made my nails claw at
him.
“
What the fuck is
wrong with you? I
’
m naked,
I
’
m wet, my legs are
spread. Do you want to talk about a couch or fuck me?
”

Bryan groaned and came forward with
all his force.

I watched the lower half of his
body connect with mine. I felt the tip of his erection spread me, and then he
was inside me. He was so thick my body was in complete shock as he sank deeper
and deeper with a single thrust. My hands instinctively moved around to his
waist and towards the front of his body.

My body wanted relief, but my
insides felt so much pleasure at once.

I cried out as Bryan held himself
deep inside me.

“
Did
I hurt you?
”
he asked.

I looked at him.
“
Don
’
t flatter yourself.
”

The truth was, he did hurt me. For
a split second. He opened me more than anyone else ever had before. Where had
Bryan been the past few years of my life? If I could have had this...

Bryan pulled himself out. My
fingers clawed at him again. This time at his ribs.

I wanted more.

I thrust my body up at him, telling
him that way.

Bryan thrust at me again, harder
than before. I moved my hands to his hair and started to play. He soon began to
thrust at me more, harder and faster, working his way to it. It was perfect.
When he looked down, I looked down. I matched the sound of our sex with the
sight of it, watching him enter and exit me, over and over, feeling the racing
pleasure as my toes curled and my body
’
s
instinctive needs to come took control. I moved at him the best I could,
matching his speed and desire. When he looked at me I could tell he wanted to
kiss me. I pulled at his hair, bringing his mouth down to mine.

That
’
s
when he started to fuck me even faster.

I didn
’
t think it was possible, but Bryan made it happen.

Our kiss started out sexy, but
quickly became sloppy. As I came, I opened my mouth to moan, groan, breathe,
anything. But we kept kissing as I did so. He thrust at me over and over,
knowing just how to do it. How fast. How hard. When to slow. When to change
things up. It was like we had been fucking for months or something and he had
my body memorized.

When the kiss stopped, Bryan
stiffened his arms and hovered over me. He stared at me, slowing a little. I
couldn
’
t help the way I
breathed and moaned. He hadn
’
t
given me a second to calm down from my orgasm and he wasn
’
t going to. My hands slowly made
their way back down near his ass. I pulled at him, wanting it hard but also
wanting to feel him come.

I could see how close he was in his
face. He let out a growl like a hungry animal and it made me moan. He then started
to speed up. He looked down again and when he gave me one final thrust, I
squeezed his perfect ass and held him there. I felt him throbbing, filling the
condom over and over.

My mouth fell open as I started to
come again.

“
Wow,
”
I whispered as my insides ached
and throbbed.

Never before had that happened.

I opened my hands and held the bed
sheets. I thrust at Bryan and he slowly started to thrust at me, easing both of
us down from some really intense hot sex.

Twice...?

I never came twice.

Not even on my own.

Bryan stared down at me.

There was a slight awkward moment
as we both kind of realized that the build up and the sex was now done. In all
those moments though, I didn
’
t
care about my life. I didn
’
t
care about college, the apartment, Winnie, nothing. Nothing mattered. That
’
s why I always sought the
comfort because guys would try so hard, even just to use me.

“
Do
you want to kiss me?
”
I
whispered.

“
Yeah,
kind of,
”
Bryan said.

“
Okay.
One quick kiss, okay?
”

Bryan nodded.

He came down and touched my lips.
My left hand shot up and grabbed the back of his head. I held him there for a
few seconds.

Okay, it wasn
’
t a quick kiss.

It certainly wasn
’
t a quick kiss when I opened my
mouth and welcomed Bryan
’
s
tongue back into my mouth. It certainly wasn
’
t
a quick kiss as he remained on top of me, kissing me. However, when I felt his
hand touch my side, bordering on something romantic and flirty, I finally ended
the kiss.

“
Okay,
”
I said.
“
Get off me and get dressed.
”

And that
’
s what Bryan did.

I watched him grab his clothes and
leave the bedroom. I dressed myself in my bra, panties, and shirt. No pants
though. I couldn
’
t sleep
with pants on. Kind of seemed pointless.

He came back into the bedroom
wearing his jeans and I assumed his boxers under those.

No shirt.

Just what I needed then.

“
Can
’
t you put a shirt on?
”
I asked.

“
Can
’
t you put on some pants?
”
he shot back.

“
Whatever.
Goodnight.
”

I turned and slipped under the
covers. I faced the wall and waited, smiling as Bryan climbed into his bed.
Something about the bed moving just reminded me that I wasn
’
t alone. That someone was there
with me, at least for the night.

Bryan turned the light off next to
his bed and darkness stormed the room.

My eyes were wide open.

The urge to sleep had come and
gone. My body was still on fire, thanks to Bryan. The way he touched me. The
way he moved at me. The way he kissed me.

I was warm under the covers, but I
forced myself to shiver.

To justify my next move.

“
Bryan...?
”

“
AJ,
”
he said.

I rolled my eyes.
Ass.

“
Put
your arm around me,
”
I
said.
“
I
’
m cold.
”

“
You
’
re under covers,
”
he said.

“
Just
put your arm around me.
”

I felt the bed move as he turned to
face my back. I bit my lip and shivered when his hand touched my arm. I
swallowed and had a sudden urge to cry. Like embarrassingly. If the lights were
on I would have had to run out of the room, that
’
s
how bad it was.

His hand opened, touching my
shoulder.

“
That
’
s not what I said,
”
I whispered, hoping he didn
’
t realize I was sort of crying
in his bed.

“
AJ,
you told me not to...
”

“
Just
shut up...
”

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“
...and
hold me.
”

Bryan felt every muscle in his body
tightening. Something about AJ was just impossible, but he couldn
’
t stop. He couldn
’
t leave the room. He couldn
’
t walk away. He certainly couldn
’
t sleep either, not with her
right next to him.

His hand slid down near her breast.
AJ quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him where she wanted him.

“
Trying
for a feel?
”
she asked.

“
No,
”
Bryan said.
“
Just moving my hand.
”

“
Okay.
Don
’
t talk for a minute.
”

“
Okay,
”
Bryan whispered.

His face was close to her hair. He
could smell her. He could feel her. There was no stopping his mind from thinking
about sex. AJ was the first person he
’
d
had sex with in... a long time. Not that AJ needed to know that information,
now, or maybe ever. And she also didn
’
t
need to know how good it was. How it quite honestly could have been the best
sex of Bryan
’
s life. He
didn
’
t want to say or do
the wrong thing to mess anything up, not with the moment at hand.

Bryan pulled at AJ and pushed his
body tighter to hers.

He was on fire and her body was
hotter than his.

She obviously lied when she said
she was cold.

“
I
used to have a six month rule,
”
AJ whispered.

“
A
what?
”
Bryan asked.

“
A
six month rule. I was actually going to start following it tonight. But I broke
it. Maybe I should change it to a six minute rule.
”

“
Why
six months?
”

“
I
don
’
t know,
”
AJ said.
“
Just something I thought of that
sounded cool. But I ruined it from day one I guess. I slept with a guy in the
back of his car. That
’
s how
I lost my virginity.
”

“
So
what?
”
Bryan asked.
“
I lost... well, so what?
”

“
Tell
me,
”
AJ said.

Bryan heard her voice and wondered
if she was crying. He felt his heart race a little. A crying girl in his bed?
That was a bag of shit and emotions he wasn
’
t
sure what to do with. At least when Chloe acted crazy he could hang up on her. For
some reason, if AJ was crying, he didn
’
t
want to leave her. He wanted to help her.

“
Don
’
t worry about it,
”
Bryan said.

“
Come
on. Don
’
t be a jerk.
”

“
Fine.
I lost my virginity at a party in high school, in my friend
’
s grandmother
’
s bed.
”

“
You
’
re gross,
”
AJ said.
“
Like
seriously gross.
”

“
Thanks.
”

Silence came over the room but
Bryan had no urge to sleep. He had no urge to close his eyes unless it was to
blink. He couldn
’
t imagine
a wasted second with AJ.

“
Everyone
uses me,
”
AJ said.
“
To get to my sister.
”

“
The
stripper?
”

“
Yeah,
the stripper. They use me thinking they
’
ll
get to her. I don
’
t know if
they think she
’
s like a
hooker or slut or something...
”

“
They
use you? How?
”

“
They
fuck me,
”
AJ said.
“
I let them. Then they try to
make a move on Wicked...
”

“
Wicked,
”
Bryan whispered. He laughed.

“
What
’
s so funny?
”

“
Nothing.
Just some of those names I guess. And fuck anyone who uses you.
”

“
That
’
s the problem,
”
AJ said.
“
I usually do... fuck them...
”

“
Well,
no, I didn
’
t mean it like
that.
”

“
I
know what you meant,
”
AJ
said.
“
It
’
s sweet. I can
’
t believe everything I told you.
I should shut up and go to bed.
”

“
Or
keep talking to me,
”
Bryan
said.
“
I don
’
t mind. I won
’
t use you.
”

“
Because
I won
’
t let you use me,
”
AJ said.
“
I
’
ll
maybe use you instead.
”

“
How
so?
”

“
I
am right now.
”

Bryan swallowed and tried not to
take it as a shot, but that
’
s
what it was. AJ was putting up a defensive wall. But what did it really matter?
Bryan wasn
’
t looking for
some kind of relationship. He was having fun. Even holding AJ right then was
fun. It kept his mind at bay and even sort of numb from other thoughts.

“
I
needed a place to stay,
”
AJ
said.

“
And
you got it,
”
Bryan
whispered.

“
That
’
s right. Will you kiss my neck?
”

“
What?
”

“
I
’
m serious, kiss my neck.
”

“
You
said you didn
’
t want romance.
Or cuddling. Or whatever.
”

“
Does
that matter? If a girl asks you to kiss her neck, do you kiss her neck or try
to talk her out of it?
”

Good point
, Bryan thought.

He gripped the side of the bed and
pushed himself up so he was against AJ but almost hovering over her. In the
darkness he could make out the faint silhouette of her face and some of her
figure before it got eaten up by the blanket.

It had certainly become one of the
most interesting nights Bryan could ever remember. Of all the wild times he had
with friends and other girls, this one had the possibility to top it.

He reached with his right hand and
moved AJ
’
s hair out of the
way, exposing her neck. He lowered his lips and touched her for a second. A quick
kiss.

“
That
’
s it?
”
AJ asked.
“
I
tell you to kiss my neck and I get that?
”

“
What
the hell, AJ?
”

“
What
the hell, Bryan?
”

She was teasing Bryan and he knew
it. She wanted to see how far he
’
d
go.

Bryan smiled.

Fair enough.

He lowered his lips again and kissed,
just like before. But right after that first kiss he opened his mouth and
kissed again, adding a little tongue. He flicked her neck once and then licked
her neck. He tried to tease her but AJ curled her neck, getting out of the way.

“
Okay,
”
AJ said.
“
I didn
’
t say make out with my neck.
”

“
How
did that feel?
”
Bryan
asked.

“
Nice.
”

Nice.

Bryan could handle nice.

His body moved and AJ jumped. When
she did, she bumped his hand off the bed. Bryan pulled back and found his hand
cupped over AJ
’
s breast
again.

“
What
are you doing?
”
AJ asked.

“
Sorry,
”
Bryan said and opened his hand.

“
You
’
re hard again,
”
AJ said.

“
I
’
m...
”

AJ thrust her ass back at Bryan.

Bryan grunted, feeling AJ
’
s body pressed against his. And
yes, he was hard again. He was a guy after all. What was he supposed to do? He
was holding a beautiful girl in his bed. He
’
d
seen her naked once that night and had sex with her once. She was the one who
wanted Bryan
’
s arm around
her. She was the one who wanted him to kiss her neck.

As far as touching her breast...

“
You
’
re a pervert,
”
AJ said.

“
How?
”
Bryan asked.
“
You
’
re in my bed. You want me to kiss your neck. I did.
And...
”

AJ thrust back again. The bed moved
and squeaked.

“
That
hurts,
”
Bryan said.

“
Good,
”
AJ said.

She threw Bryan
’
s arm off her and she rolled
over towards him. For a second Bryan thought maybe AJ wanted to fool around
again. Bryan was obviously ready.

“
I
’
m talking about stuff and you
’
re getting a hard on?
”

“
No,
”
Bryan said.
“
It happened when I kissed your
neck.
”

“
Go
sleep on the couch.
”

“
Sleep...
what?
”

“
Go
sleep on the couch,
”
AJ
said.

She didn
’
t ask. She commanded.

“
This
is my bed,
”
Bryan said.

“
And
I
’
m your guest. Shouldn
’
t the guest be comfortable?
”

“
The
bed is big enough.
”

“
Not
for us,
”
AJ said.
“
Look at us. Cuddling. Kissing.
Getting hard...
”

“
You
told me...
”

“
And
I
’
m telling you to go get
on the couch,
”
AJ said.
“
Before it gets weird. We fucked,
it was good, now go to sleep.
”

“
You
’
re not joking,
”
Bryan said.

“
No,
I
’
m not. Are you really
going to make me sleep on the couch? Kick me out of your bed after having sex
with me?
”

“
No,
”
Bryan said.

He hesitated again for a second but
then took the covers off himself and moved from the bed. When he stood up, he
turned and looked at AJ. She had her back to him, resting in his bed. He looked
down at his jeans, and shook his head. Of all the things to happen in a night,
Bryan never thought in his wildest dreams he
’
d
be leaving his room, rock hard, turned on, with a girl in his bed.

Because she told him to do it.

But somehow AJ made it worth
listening to.