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HELEN
Brenton’s kiss was heart stopping. He held me in his strong embrace as he backed both of us into my house and shut the door. I remembered Wally’s warning about Brenton on that first day:he needs to be kept off your property no matter what.
I shook off Wally’s ill-guided caution and smiled at Brenton.
“Don’t forget to lock it,” I said.
He broke our hold for one moment to turn the deadbolt, then he lifted me beneath my knees, placing another hand on the small of my back to brace me. He carried me up to my bedroom, setting me down feet first on the floor rather than the bed. I raised my eyebrows at this.
Brenton smirked, and closed the distance between us. He ran a finger down my face to the neck of my shirt, staring at me.
“You’re so beautiful, Helen.”
I blushed, again. I slid my hands behind his neck and pulled him down to me, planting firm kisses onto his lips. He moaned into my mouth and then took charge. He pushed me backward until my backside ran into the wall. He hiked up my dress and began to squeeze my thighs. I wrapped one leg around his, pulling his weight into me.
His lips came crashing down on top of mine, desperate for more. We were both frantic to make up for the time lost. I tangled my hands into his mane and he did the same to me, both of us biting at each other’s lips.
He moved his hands back down to my thighs, working his way up to my panties. I knew he could feel how soaked they were through the fabric. As he explored, I felt him get hard against me. He began to stroke my pussy’s lips, eliciting a soft pleasure that made me crave so much more. I moved my hips along with the motion of his hands until he finally reached under my thong and began to stroke my bud.
I gasped at the touch. This set him loose, rubbing it harder and quicker. Suddenly, Brenton got down on his knees, pulling my panties off so I was entirely exposed to him beneath my dress. He put his head under the skirt and began sucking on my inner thighs. I braced myself against the wall, eyes clamped shut as I focused on the sensation his mouth brought me.
He inched closer to my pussy, sucking at my lower lips until he was hovering right over my throbbing clit. I could tell by the way his erratic breaths made contact with my sensitive skin, making me writhe in pleasure. Slowly, he moved closer until his lips were on me, taking me into his mouth and sending me soaring. I wrapped my leg around his neck and placed one hand over my dress so that it rested on top of his head. I bucked my hips, finding pure bliss in our tempo.
He began to play with my opening, dragging a finger along it until he was plunging it inside of me. I whimpered, biting my lip. He moved his finger in and out as he tasted me, too many sensations for me to stay grounded. I began to shake and he held my leg with one hand to keep me standing. I had lost control of my hips, still rubbing against his lips. He stopped me with a hand to my stomach and put his tongue back on me, using only enough pressure to bring me close to orgasm, but not quite.
“Fuck, Brenton,” I groaned in protest.
I could feel him smile as he continued to bathe me in licks and kisses beneath my waistline. Finally, he used his thumbs to pull my lower lips apart again, exposing my clit completely. He took it in his mouth and sucked until I couldn’t take it anymore. I lost all control of my body as I found ecstacy, shaking and seeing stars beneath my closed eyelids.
When I was finished, he came back up, taking my dress off as he stood. I noticed he was still fully clothed, having not wasted a second before wanting to please me. I smiled at this and then began to unbuckle his belt. I pushed his pants to the ground, seeing the hard bulge beneath his briefs. I pushed those down too as he lifted his shirt over his head.
We were both entirely naked in front of one another, standing and admiring each other’s physique. He was already glistening in a layer of sweat after exerting himself beneath my dress. I smiled and ran my hands over his chest. He was extremely tan. I figured he must work in the fields with his shirt off a lot. I made a mental note to look for him out there more, considering I had let him convince me to stay…just for a while.
He found my breasts, taking them into his cupped hands. We walked our way back to the wall, him palming my hard nipples and me exploring the rifts and valleys of his muscles. He pushed me against the wall with more force this time, lifting one of my legs so that it was around his waist. He rubbed his hard head against my pusssy in long, slow motions, wetting it. He gathered both of my hands in one of his and held them above my head against the wall.
Then, he moved into me slowly, filling me up. He sped up, pulsing in and out while I thrust my hips against him to push it deeper. He looked at me as we fucked, his eyes filled with want and passion. Brenton leaned in and kissed me hard, his pace growing faster and harder.
“Take my cock, baby,” he said into my lips.
I just moaned back, feeling his head hit my back walls and shattering my thoughts. He sent me over the edge again, tingles soaring up and down my body as I trembled.
“Good girl,” he said to me as I came. Then, he grabbed both of my legs and held me to the wall himself. I wrapped my now freed arms around his neck. We were so close, every inch of our bodies touching. My heavy breasts moved against his hard pecs as he bounced my hips against his.
“God, I love your ass,” he told me, grabbing it on both sides and squeezing as he tensed and then groaned into my ears, finding climax and filling me up. Warmth spread inside of me as he panted to catch his breath. After some time, he dropped me and we made our way to my bed.
Brenton and I laid in bed for a while afterward, sharing soft kisses and refusing to untangle our bodies. He finally kissed my forehead and told me he should get back in case Candace came looking for him. He left me lying in there, retracing his touches up my body.
I stood up and looked in the mirror, feeling sexier than I ever had. I was practically glowing. The few extra pounds I had gained from my stress baking were not going to shake the confidence I felt after sex with Brenton. He had a way of making me feel like I was the only woman in the world, and like he was the only man I had ever been with. When I was with him, I forgot about any toxic or low-effort man I ever had in my life before. I felt complete.
I shook my head, remembering how sure I was to leave the hills this morning. I had packed my belongings with only a few small cracks in my resolve, but Brenton burst them open into gaping canyons. It had been so easy for him to convince me to stay. Suddenly, my phone rang.
“Hi, sis! Glad I caught you before bed!”
“What do you want, Fiona?” I replied, wary of her devious tone.
“I had an interesting talk with Wally today.”
My heart sank. She continued before I could say a thing.
