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It’s a no-brainer, really, and dad’s little drives? They’re a couple of hours, minimum. The bigger his issue, the longer the drive. So I think it’s safe to say I have at least one hour to do what I want.
Maybe I can get some more sense out of Brandon about what he and dad did talk about earlier today.
I don’t waste a minute getting myself next door, hefting one of his bags as I go. This gives me the perfect excuse to pay a visit, and I already feel the thrill of having Brandon as our new neighbor.
Before I even ring the bell, the front door of the old place swings open.
Brandon fills the doorway with the soft light of a lampshade behind him.
Just him in his jeans and white t-shirt, his ripped and tanned body tense underneath, and I shiver as it hits me again.
He’s all mine…I’m all his, and he actually wants me.
Without a word between us, I set down his bag. He takes my hand and gently pulls me toward him. He lifts me up as if I weigh nothing and spins us around a few times.
I hear the lock snap shut, and even though I’ve never been inside the place next door, it is like stepping into another world.
The world that only has Brandon and me in it. For the next hour or so at least.
Here’s to hoping.
“Aren’t you gonna show me around first? I had no idea the inside was so nice,” I giggle, already dizzy from having him hold me again, but my head is literally spinning after the day I’ve had so far.
“I thoughtyoumight like to showmearound…your sweet little body.” Brandon rasps in my ear before kissing me hard, feeling and tasting better every time our mouths lock.
“Your Dad go for one of his drives?” he asks between kisses and with his strong arms hooked around me.
I nod feverishly, and with my legs gripping his taught waist, we gravitate to the nearest soft surface.
There’s a huge leather sofa in the living room that Brandon stops in front of, but I could literally have him hold me just like this, kissing me until the sun comes up.
I’m trying to nod, talk and kiss him all at the same time. And none of it's working. The effect he has on me means I can barely get the words out.
“Yeah…he’ll be… at least an hour,” I pant, already clawing at his back as his hands slide up under my sweater, making me squeak and then moan as his thick fingers, and thumbs start to knead my chest.
“Then we don’t have long,” Brandon smiles, squeezing me again in all the right places, just enough so I can only give in to whatever he’s got planned.
“And don’t worry about your Dad,” he says, lowering me down onto the couch, “He’ll be okay…let’s just get him used to me being your neighbor before we…,” he starts but stops himself.
“Let’s just forget about it for an hour, huh?” I suggest instead, making him grin wider and growl low.
Dropping to his knees in front of me, he pushes my legs open with his hands.
My body sinks back into the couch, my hands gripping his hair as he starts to lift my sweater.
“Forget about what?” Brandon grins.
Instantly forgetting my suggestion, his eyes fixed on my breasts, following the movement of his hands as he lets out a low growl.
My hands are trying to get his shirt off, but he’s not having any of it.
“Uh-uh,” he cautions me. “If I’ve only got an hour, then I wanna spend it eating dessert,” he says, sliding one of those massive hands down the front of my jeans, seeing my head tilt back as I match his groan.
Slowly but surely, feeling any resistance to being self-conscious about getting naked for him slips away as easily as he helps me out of my clothes.
Kissing my body and running his hands over every inch of me as he goes, making it feel like a reward for being so brave.
Sure he’s the kinda man I wanna rip my clothes off for. But his chiseled, muscular body compared to mine?
