18
Adriana
I probably never should have joined Mr. Thatcher in the cabana in the first place. I was exhausted and emotional, and pretty easily swayed. I knew all of that, and I’d still joined him on that couch. Something inside of me wanted the danger, wanted this crazy situation to be even crazier.
And at this point, maybe it couldn’t really get any worse.
Might as well just go with it and see where this road takes me,I thought, renewing the intensity of the kiss and reaching out to put my hand around Bryant’s neck. I figured he wouldn’t be against being on a first-name basis at this point.
My wild side was waking up, and all of the frustration from the day flooded through my veins and pushed me forward. I leaned more into Bryant, who shifted so that his back was against the couch. I threw one leg over him so that I was now straddling him, and let go of the kiss to catch my breath.
He grinned up at me mischievously, as if we were breaking all of the rules. I knew that we were, but I didn’t care anymore.
The whole day had been filled with nothing but confusion and anxiety, and now it had finally disappeared to the back of my mind. All that I was thinking about now was what my bodywanted, and the answer to that was whatever Bryant could give me.
“You sure you want to do this?” he asked playfully, like he already knew what I was going to say. “You’re not too tired or sad?”
“Oh, shut up,” I answered, but I was smiling before I leaned down to kiss him again.
I didn’t bother worrying about whether anyone would catch us. At this point, it wouldn’t make much of a difference anyway, would it? It was just one more guy on the list, after all. Might as well dive right in headfirst. These arguments that I made were more to justify my insanity than to convince myself. I had already decided the moment I’d kissed Bryant back.
I felt Bryant’s hands pull at my blouse, and his fingers soon brushed over the skin of my back. As the material lifted slightly, the cool breeze in the air crossed over me, and I shivered as goosebumps crawled over me.
I gripped at his hair hungrily, already moving my body against his. I could feel his muscle under his clothes, and I was impressed. I’d never been with an older guy, but I could already tell that Bryant had a wealth of experience in the way that he kissed me, in the way that his hands moved to all the right spots on my back.
It made me curious to know more. He was a mystery, and I couldn’t wait to uncover all of the truths about him; starting with his body.
On top of that, he already knew about Nolan and Landon, and it didn’t seem to bother him in the slightest. Maybe that was the solution to my situation. If I couldn’t have either of them, a third option couldn’t hurt.
That’s ridiculous,some part of my mind reminded me.You think you can just forget about them? Just throw them out like nothing ever happened?
I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind. They weren’t helpful, and they weren’t making me feel good. Whatwasmaking me feel good was the sensation of Bryant getting hard beneath me, and how he was now gripping my lower back.
I lowered my hands so that I could move my skirt up on my thighs for better movement. Something told me that my stockings weren’t going to survive this encounter, but that didn’t matter. Right now, I felt like ripping off every piece of clothing that I had on and frankly, everything that Bryant was wearing, too.
My body moved against his, craving something primal, and he seemed to be happy to go along with that. At the same time, his grip on me was tight and powerful, holding me right where he wanted me.
It made me wonder whether I was the one in control, or if Bryant was.
He let go of my lower back with one hand, moving it so that he could reach between my legs. I felt his fingers through my stockings and underwear, rubbing through them at my wetness. I let my hips respond, rotating and pushing into him.
I moaned into his lips softly as he worked his magic, and I could feel him smiling. Was that because of his skill or my enthusiasm? I wasn’t sure.
I was breathing hard and my mind started going blank, focused on only desire and pleasure. It was a feeling I was getting more used to, and one that could easily become an addiction if I allowed it to. Right now, I wanted that, if only to forget the drama I had gotten myself into.
Bryant suddenly pulled away from the kiss, leaving me breathless and staring at him in confusion. He lifted me up so that I was standing, and got up slowly himself. For a second, I was worried that he decided not to let this go any further, but he reached out wordlessly to take my hand.
I was curious, and I let him lead me around the couch to the back.
“Bend over,” Bryant commanded with an authority that surprised me. There was a teasing expression on his face, almost as if he was daring me to defy his order. But I was hungry, and I needed this.
I did as I was told, and he smacked my ass. “That’s a good girl.”
Instinctively, I giggled, and wiggled my hips. “Take what you want.”
“That’s the idea.”
I glanced over my shoulder and noticed the sneer on Bryant’s face. He was thoroughly enjoying himself.
