Chapter 35
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"Bran take them off."
I try to reach for his jeans but he stops me
I sigh. Again. Fine
I reach for the end of my dress and pull it off myself and then I loosen my hair from the ponytail. The only thing remaining is my underwear so I remove it too and stand completely naked in front of him.
He swallows loudly with his adams apple bobbing.
I reach for his pants and he lets me, when he's fully naked,I pull him into the shower with me and stand us both under the warm water.
I wash him up and rub shampoo in his hair massaging his sculp,his eyes close. Gosh he's so handsome.
Once I'm done I grab his dick and wash it,his body tenses at the touch of my hand and his dick begins to harden, my eyes widen and snap to his.
He seems very calm,with his signature blank expression,the only change is the tiny parting of his lips. After a full bath session,I hand him his shaver and leave the bathroom after getting dressed.
I clean up his room while he's at it,after long minutes he emerges from the bathroom looking as handsome as ever with nothing but sweatpants on. He seats on the edge of the bed with his head hanging low in his hands and I stand in front of him.
"Why are you doing this to yourself Brandon? You're mom is worried sick."
He chuckles sarcastically.
"My mom huh. That's the only reason you came." Statement not a question
"No. That's not true."
He lifts his head and looks me dead in the eyes.
"You should be on the other side of the hall."
"Brandon.."
"Leave." He says harshly.
If he thinks he'll scare me away then he's got another thing coming
I move to him and straddle his laps
"No."
He stops breathing and so do I.
"You need to stop Bran. Please stop."
I pull back to properly look at his face.
"Stop destroying yourself."
His hands move and rest on each side of my hips and then he pulls me flush against him. I gasp
"I can't control it"
He bounces his eyes between mine
"I'll go crazy without you." He whispers against my lips
BRANDON
For the past few days,I've been fucked up beyond fucked. I can't stop thinking about her, I twist and turn in bed every night,the insomnia hitting me hard.
Food tastes like paper in my mouth, so what's the point of eating then? I'd rather starve.
Mom has been trying to get me out of this room for four days straight but the last thing I want is her seeing me like this and blaming herself.
It's not Kimberly's fault either,it's that fucker Ronan who manipulated her in the most cunning way.
I know that cunt wasn't going to kill himself,if he did he would have already done it. Why wait for her to reach the scene?
I can't say all this to Kim because she wouldn't believe me,infact she'd even hate me for "wanting the fucker to die at her expense."
I would rather rip my heart out than watch Kim look at me through hate lenses. So when the right moment comes I'll make sure I expose and ruin the bastard in such a way that Kim won't even want to breath the same air as him. My thinking gets cut off when I hear a voice that's been haunting both my dreams and reality. Kim.
I stand and take wide steps to the door flinging it open, afraid that even a waste of a second might make her disappear.
Kim stands in the doorway with big wide violet eyes staring up at me
"You're here." I whisper to myself is disbelief.
I run my hand on her cheek,she closes her eyes and when she opens them again,she steps inside and closes the door behind her.
After her few interrogations,she drags me to the bathroom.
I protest taking off my jeans so she removes her clothes and stands completely bare in front of me, her small smoothly shaven creamy pussy makes me swallow audibly. What the fuck is she doing? I resist the urge to run my fingers over it and choose to maintain eye contact.
She drags me under the warm water and washes me,her little hands carefully wash me like I'm a delicate precious possession. Her small fingers dip in my hair and she massages my sculp,I close my eyes relishing in the feel of her skin on mine.
After the shower I shave and pull on some sweatpants then head back into the bedroom. She's cleaned up and the room smells of fresh air and her scent which I can't get enough of.
I sit on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands,she begs me to stop my self distraction and anger rears its ugly head.
"Leave." I harshly speak.
"No."
I expect her to go but she does the complete opposite,she climbs on me and straddles my laps.
She speaks and the only thing I see is the thread that gives me balance back to sanity,having her this close undoes me so much.
She doesn't seem to realize what position we're in,
My cock twitches to life and I place my hands on either side of her hips and pull her closer against me and she gasps.
That's the thing about Kim, I never get enough of her,I want to eliminate any space between us,I want to craw under her skin until she can't remove me. Ever.
"I'll go crazy without you."
I whisper against her lips, her eyes soften and she places a gentle hand on my cheek
"And I can't think sane without you Bran."
My cock hardens at her words and she must feel it because a shudder runs through her.
"I didn't want to,it meant nothing when Ronan touched me."
My jaw clenches at the reminder. Maybe I should just lock him up somewhere until he withers and decays
She places tiny kisses on my clenched jaw, making me relax abit
I grab each asscheek in my hands and move her closer even if I'm fully aware there's no more space between us. She rests her hands at the back of my neck playing with the hair at my nape
"I missed you."
She whispers
"I want to be inside you."
I whisper back
"Then what are you waiting for?"
I claim her lips with mine, ravaging,biting and sucking,
She returns the kiss trying to keep up with me untill we both run out of air and pull away gasping. I reach for her dress and she lifts her hands up helping me take it off her.
I grab her lace panties and rip them off her then I plunge my tongue inside her mouth, licking and tasting her sweetness.
I pull down my sweatpants as she leans her head forward and kisses me again,her little smooth tongue rolling and dancing against mine.
Fuck she'll be the death of me.
Her soft body was perfectly made for me,her lips mine. Her pussy mine. Her heart mine. Everything about her is mine and only fucking mine.
She's my own custom made person. I grind on her bare pussy and she bites her lip holding in a moan. I release her lip from between her teeth using my thumb.
"Don't hide from me baby. After today,you won't and will never hide from me again."
I release my very hard and angry veiny cock.
Her eyes widen like it's the first time she's seeing it
Good,I love the way she looks at it like it'll rip her apart but give her intense pleasure at the same time. That's the thing about my girl, she feeds off on both pain and pleasure, without the other we can't satiate our hunger.
"It won't fit." She licks her lips and I chuckle
"Baby,you always say that. But you'll swallow my cock like good little girl now won't you?"
She nods
"Will you give me my bonus between?"
My girl likes it when I eat her out, when I'm mad at her and decide to punish her,I fuck her so ruthlessly and don't go down on her. Whenever It got at that she would have a permanent pout for days.
She lives for the moments I play with her little bud, sucking and nibbling on the right little pink clit and sucking on her pussy lips while I suck and slip on all her juices.
"If you take it in like a good girl,I'll give you your bonus."
She leans in and bites on my bottom lip and whispers
"Okay."
