Wicked End (44 page)

She was floored. “You’d do that for me?”

“I’m doing it for us.” Brandon kissed her lips. “I wanna spend every minute I can with you. These last few weeks have been the most incredible experience in my entire life. I love you.” He held her face in his hands. “It’s gonna be a new beginning.” He leaned down and covered her lips with his.

Mackenzie’s lids lowered as the passion rose. She touched his face while she moved closer. Her other hand grasped the back of his neck. While one of his hands moved to her back, she slid her tongue over his. Her pussy clenched, and a moan passed her lips.

“God, I wish… we could… back here.” Brandon gasped. She was rubbing his crotch. “Tink, please… not much longer… I promise.”

She pulled back, panting. Her eyes were wild with desire, but he was right. They had to wait. She let him pull her to into an embrace and rested her head on his shoulder. If he held her like that every day, she would be a happy woman.

Brandon woke up to the chime of a text. He rolled away from Mackenzie to the nightstand. Grabbing the only phone lit up, he relaxed and unlocked it’s screen. With eyes still half closed, he opened the text app. Sasha? He didn’t know a girl named Sasha. At least he didn’t remember one. He wasn’t one to give out his phone number to fans. Although, a few had used his phone to call or text themselves while he lay back in an after-orgasm stupor.

You home yet? When can I come over?

Has to be a wrong number or something.

Then he saw there was another text just above it. When he started to read the exchange that lasted months, he regretted it. It wasn’t his phone, and Sasha wasn’t a girl. He was one of Mackenzie’s fuck toys. They talked a lot, especially about sex.

With jealousy flaring, he backed out and looked down a long list of text partners, mostly men. He read several under each name, not able to stop himself. It was painful to see her request visits or meeting places with each of them. He had counted twenty so far, not all contacted in one week, but still that was too many.

Not able to take anymore, Brandon finally lay her phone down. She texted Sasha almost daily. It seemed they met at least twice a week. The others were sporadic. Sasha was the one he had to deal with. At least she only talked to him once while they were on the road together.

He glanced over at Mackenzie. She was still asleep. They had crashed after arriving at Jesse’s. He had thought there were two bedrooms, but they were in Jesse’s bed. He felt slightly uncomfortable, but he needed to get over it quickly. They would be there for a least a week.

Another text shifted his attention. He looked at both phones, relieved it was his that time. It was a text from Scott.

I got next weekend’s concerts moved to the week after, Wednesday and Thursday. I hope you know what you’re doing. Don’t you bail out on us!

With a smile, Brandon replied.

I’ll be back after I get her settled and fuck her a hundred times. Gonna be hard to play without that pussy waiting for me.

Quickly, Scott texted back.

Fuck her for me a few times. I already miss her pussy.

He lay his phone down and sighed. Going back without her was going to be difficult. Leaving her was always painful, but after giving her his heart, it was going to be crushing. Another text and he absently picked up the lit up phone.

I can’t wait to sink my cock deep inside you and fuck you for hours. Maybe I’ll tie you to the bed and…

Brandon shuddered, not able to keep reading. Her life before they got together was not what he thought. She and that Sasha guy had a real affair going.
Maybe I should ask her to end it
. He wasn’t sure he could handle her that deep with someone else. She had said she didn’t kiss other men and didn’t let them get too close.
Was she lying to make me feel better?
A hand running over his abdomen startled him.

“Who’s Sasha?”

She lifted her head and saw her text screen open. “You went through my phone?” She felt violated. Then she saw the sad look in his eyes.

“You got a text, and I thought it was mine.” He glared at her, jealous as hell. “You talk to him more than me.” Then he quoted a line burned into his brain. “‘I’m gonna bend you over and shove my huge cock in you.’” He paused. “You like that kinda shit?”

She blushed, not realizing he had seen so much. “It’s just to make each other want it more. By the time he gets to my place, we’re both crazy.”

“He wants to fuck you today.” He took a deep breath. “I wanna meet him tonight.” He handed her the phone. “Call him.”

“Um…”

“I told you this is what I want.”

“I know, baby. He’s just a friend otherwise. I swear.”

Brandon gulped. “He’s a friend too? Not just a lover?” That felt even worse. “But…”

She sat up and put a hand on his. “We talk about the stock market. He’s kinda boring outside the bedroom. Nothing like you.”

Their eyes met. He still felt slighted. She had been the most important person in his life. He had no idea how she lived without him around before that day.

“It’s just a shock,” he admitted. “Do you hang out with all the guys you fuck?” He tried to calm the anger and doubt.

She sighed and hugged him. “No, only him. I help him pick up girls sometimes. We pretend to have a big fight and he looks sad. It works more than not.”

“So there’s nothing more between you two, right? You never dated?”

She ran a finger over his lips. “Never, there’s nothing more. I promise. You know he’s a fan. When he saw my thighs, I told him it was your name, and it he got so excited. He’s kinda shy though.”

“Call him.” He handed her phone over. “Tell him if we don’t meet he don’t get no more pussy.” He stared at her, waiting for a response.

She searched for his number. “OK fine, no meet no fuck. I get it.” When Sasha answered, she smiled, “Hey, Sasha.”

“Are you back, sexy?”

“Yeah, but I’m staying in Coconut Creek.”

Brandon watched her expression, but saw nothing he should worry about.

Mackenzie looked up at Brandon. “My place was wrecked.”

“Downtown was bad. We moved our office down to Kendal temporarily.” Sasha was on his way home from work. “You’re still not far away from my place.” He grinned while his dick stiffened. “You dying for my cock yet? It’s ready for you. I wanna hold you down and fuck you so hard.”

Gritting his teeth, Brandon restrained himself from grabbing the phone. He could hear every word.

“Um… Sasha, we may be able to do that, but I have something to tell you. I’m dating Brandon now.”

“Brandon Knight? Wow, when did that happen?”

“On the trip.” She sighed, thinking of him saying he loved her.

Sasha groaned quietly. “So now what? Is he cool with us?”

“Kinda.” She glanced up at Brandon. He had his eyes closed. “He wants to meet you. Or we can’t see each other anymore.”

With unexpected volume, Sasha shouted, “I get to meet Brandon Fucking Knight? Hell yes!” He played guitar, but never made it in a band. He followed Brandon’s career from the very beginning.

That made Brandon smile. He understood that he was on a higher level in her life than Sasha was, even in Sasha’s eyes. When her fingers wandered into his pants, he looked down. It seemed she felt it too. Then she grabbed his hardening cock.

Mackenzie was only partly surprised by Sasha’s excitement, but it turned her on. Sasha looked up to Brandon and could never please her like Brandon could. “I think he’s gonna wanna do a threesome before he’ll let you touch me.” She gasped, imagining the two of them fucking her at once.

“Oh.” Sasha was disappointed. “That’s kinda weird.” He was shy about his body. Although Mackenzie assured him that, he had an incredible body. “I don’t know if I can handle that right away.”

Brandon moaned. She was stroking his cock slowly. “Just meet him… oh, God that feels good.”

“He’s there with you?” Sasha smiled, his apprehension abating when he heard his idol’s voice. “Should I come by now?” He stepped on the gas, knowing he had a long trip ahead of him.

Brandon opened his pants and pushed Mackenzie’s head down until she wrapped her lips around his dick. Then he took her phone. “Give us about twenty minutes or maybe an hour.” He groaned while she sucked him deep into her throat. “I gotta cum first.” He dropped the phone and lifted his hips a bit.

Sasha headed for home so he could take a shower and change. He listened while Brandon moaned and gasped. Then he realized how obsessive that was and ended the call.

Mackenzie pulled Brandon’s pants down more. Then she watched his face as she sucked on a testicle. His head went back which made her grin. When she ran her tongue over his scrotum then up the length of him, he grabbed her by the hair. She was trying to make him forget his obvious jealousy and show him she loved only him.

Brandon couldn’t stand it anymore. He didn’t care if it was Jesse’s fucking bed. Moving fast, he pinned Mackenzie on her back. “
I’m
gonna hold you down and fuck you hard,” he whispered, echoing Sasha’s words. He rammed his entire cock into her pussy. “Does he fuck like me?”

“N—no—o.” She winced. He hadn’t let her get wet enough.

He immediately realized what he had done. “I’m sorry, Tink.” He held her close and nuzzled her neck. “I won’t let it keep getting to me.” He withdrew and pushed back in slowly. “Better?”

She nodded, shaking slightly from the pain. “I promise, my heart is yours, baby, only yours.”

He smiled and kissed her lips, softly. “Like I told you, mine is yours. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Her hands ran through his hair. “Forget about everything but us, please.”

His soft moan said he had. His hips moved fluidly, with gently strokes. He needed to give her everything he had, all of his love no holds barred. His arms wrapped around her tighter, his face buried in her hair. A gasp passed his lips while he felt their love filling him. If he had known slow would bring on so much pleasure, he wouldn’t have held back so long.

Mackenzie’s body shook, not with pleasure but with slight fear. The feelings flowing through her were still new. Surrendering to him was terrifying, although she wanted the whole package. Closing her eyes, she focused on how he made her feel, not her body, but her soul. He made her feel alive, treasured and unstoppable. She looked up and met his glistening eyes. Her hands circled his face while a single tear rolled down her cheek.

“I love you so much.” She inhaled, brokenly, trying not to cry. “How is this possible?”

Still taking her slowly, he swallowed the emotion on the tip of his tongue. “I don’t know, but I don’t want it to end.” He brushed his lips over her jaw, also fighting tears. “I love you, Mackenzie, with all my heart and soul. Forever, I swear.” He ground into her, hips moving in lazy circles. “I want you to be mine.”

“I am yours.” She pressed her fingers into his back and moaned. His constant grinding had sparked incredible pleasure. “Always, yours.”

He closed his eyes. She wasn’t ready for him to ask. Anyway, he still hadn’t bought a ring. He couldn’t just ask while they fucked. It had to be the perfect time, the perfect place. He wondered if he could ever find that, perfection like he found in her. Suddenly he was ripped from his thoughts when her pussy squeezed his dick hard.

“Oh damn, Tink.” He groaned in her ear. “You know what I like.”

She clung to him as her lower half trembled, her hips pushing against his.
How did he do that?
It was a shock to be able to orgasm from very little movement. Her mouth touched his ear as she tried to speak, but she couldn’t form words. Overwhelmed was an understatement. It was as if her entire body was cumming all at once.

“Don’t cry…” He felt her tears falling on his cheek. “Please don’t cry.” He knew his would fall if she didn’t stop.

She gasped for air. “Can’t… help… it…” Her emotions were spilling over. She could no longer rein them in. “I’m… sorry.”

He hugged her again. “Don’t be. It’s just…” He pulled his bottom lip in, while shedding a few tears as well. “No more talking, just feeling.”

Mackenzie knew he was just as bewildered. His tender kiss startled her for a second then she met his gaze and kissed him back. Her mouth opened and let his tongue slide over hers. Their lips met over and over, the passion increasing with each touch.

Brandon’s hips started to move faster. He didn’t allow his rhythm to get out of hand, just went with the flow. When her legs shifted, her ankles locking behind his back, he drove in as deep as possible and ground into her again. Her pussy hugged his dick with a quick tempo. His head went back. He felt it in the base of his cock, the pleasure building quickly.

No, no, no.
He squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his pelvic muscles. It was too soon, way too soon. Then her hands ran down his sides.
Don’t, Tink, don’t!
he shouted in his head.

She knew exactly what she was doing. Her fingers trailed along his super sensitive ribcage. The gasp told her he was losing control. He had given her enough pleasure for a lifetime in just a few minutes. It was his turn. He went faster and faster, harder and harder, his mind no longer in charge. She felt his body tense when she raked her nails over his skin, from shoulder to waist. Then her back arched with a shockingly intense release.

“Baby… oh, God! Oh, God!” She scratched his side, unconsciously, immersed in waves of ecstasy and seeing stars for the first time.

Brandon gave up and screamed, “Fuck!” Semen gushed into her, while he was blinded by the sheer power of the climax. Still shaking, he couldn’t let go of her.
What the hell was that?
he asked himself. Dazed, he looked down at Mackenzie. Her eyes were still unfocused. “You OK?”

She gripped his arms and nodded, unable to talk yet. Her eyes drifted closed, while she tried to understand why it was so different. His nose rubbed just under her ear.

“Kenzie… I love you.” Breathless because the feelings had not faded. He kissed her earlobe and her neck. “I don’t wanna leave you next week.”

Aftershocks still plaguing her, she shuddered. Him leaving would be painful and she knew it. Then a strong one came over her and she whimpered. His loving embrace soothed the ache in her heart. She had him for the time being. It would have to be good enough.