CHAPTER SIX
B-ry
Despite the fact that she basically kicked me out after using me, I went back first thing in the morning.
After talking to Brand, I found out that he had gotten some of the brothers and a few prospects to get a truck and help Laurel move her stuff. I slyly told him that I had nothing going on and could lend a hand. He didn’t even bat an eye as he told me the address to meet up at. I let on nothing about already knowing it.
If she was surprised to see me there, she didn’t show it. But she was, however, shocked to see everyone else. I guess she didn’t know that Cami had arranged this for her. I was pretty sure she broke down in tears as she hugged her sister tightly.
There wasn’t much she was taking with her. I had expected a couple of back and forths given how big the place was and how full it seemed. But no, Laurel took about a quarter of what was there. She already had most of the boxes packed up and by the time we were done loading up the mattress. A couple of dressers, and the couch, she had finished getting everything she wanted packed up. And it honestly made me smile that she was right there along with all of us, hauling shit down to the truck.
There was a flash of embarrassment when she gave the guys the address to drive her things to. Then, like a woman with the pride and grace of a queen, she steeled her spine and walked out of her place for what I figured was the last time.
Her new apartment was a small box in a crappy building. I liked it even less that it was on ground level. I didn’t dare say anything. I figured she’d done the best she could given her new circumstances. Didn’t mean that I didn’t hate it, though.
“Thank you,” she said to me just before I was about to head out. “You didn’t have to and I appreciate it.”
I was stunned so all I could do was nod. Part of me had a huge urge to wrap my arms around her. I was also smart enough to know that if I did, I would probably get slapped. With nothing else to say, I turned around and walked off.
I found myself back at that shitty apartment later that night. She didn’t once tell me she didn’t want me there. I took her on the bare mattress surrounded by half-unpacked boxes and piles of things all around.
Then I ordered pizza and watched as she did her best to nibble at half a slice. I couldn’t tell if she wasn’t hungry or if it was just how she’d been groomed. She was thin and willowy, but I imagined that she would look great with a little meat on her bones too. She pulled off the stick model thing well but I wondered if eating rabbit food all the time made her happy. Or she could have just been too nervous to eat in front of me. I knew women had many hangups, all of them different for each one. I chose to keep my mouth shut and let her enjoy what little she did eat.
After that, I spread her out on the couch and showed her what I liked to eat for dessert. She seemed hesitant at first, but I figured that was just an insecurity thing.
“Please, let me taste you,” I said as I looked into her eyes.
It was on the side of begging, but I didn’t care. It was what she needed right then and I’d be damned if I was going to break this strange nice bubble we were in. I was sure it wouldn’t last long.
She pinched her bottom lip in between her teeth and gave me a little nod. Oh, I didn’t waste any time after that.
She was already squirming by the time my tongue slowly circled her clit. A few more and her juices coated my chin. She was so responsive and I loved it. I loved that I made her that way.
Her nails raked over my scalp. I sucked and licked harder. When I knew that she was close, I slipped two fingers inside her quivering pussy. That was all it took and she panted out my name over and over as her cum soaked my hand. I eased off only slightly and gave her a moment to recover.
“No,” she panted out with a little giggle. “I couldn’t possibly go again.”
Yes, she could.
And I was about to prove it to her.
I eased off with my mouth but kept my fingers thrusting in and out of her slowly. Her head lifted and she met my eyes. Her hair was wild and her cheeks were heated. She was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“Bryan,” she said breathlessly.
“I’ve got you, princess,” I said then dove back in, this time lavishing her pussy so slowly that she was begging me this time.
After she came again I crawled up her body and kissed her. She was stiff at first but then she pushed harder against my mouth, taking just as much as she was giving.
Her hand slipped between us and I was honestly shocked when her fingers wrapped around my hard cock. She stroked me slowly and I swear my eyes rolled back into my head.
Her hips began to rock like a wave against me and I knew what she was wordlessly begging for.
“Last one,” I said pulling out the only condom I had left on me.
She did the cutest pout right then. It wasn’t forced which was what made it so incredibly sexy.
“Don’t worry, my Queen, I’ll make sure I wear you out this time.”
