Lessons Learned

Chapter 9

A/N: I would like you all to know that I was at the Florida Georgia Line concert in Atlantic City last night. I was out until 1am, but I told myself that I HAD to update at least one of my stories for you guys. So, here I am, sitting in the library (because I get too distracted at home) typing up this next chapter. I hope everyone enjoys! Thank you all for commenting and liking my stories!

I wake up to a tickling sensation on my neck. "Bianca, stop," I giggle.

"S'not Bianca, baby girl," BG growls in my ear before nipping on my neck. I moan as I grind my back side into his hard on.

"Missed dis ass, girl," BG groans before sliding his hand into my panties.

"Brant. Please. Take these off. I need to feel you," I beg.

"Dat's mah girl. Yer so wet for me, sugar. Mmm feel how hard ya get me? Dat's all you, baby girl," he growls as he slips my shirt and panties off, while he gropes my breasts.

He lifts my leg and slides home into my warm heat.

"Brant. You feel so good. I missed this," I moan while pushing back against his deep thrusts.

"I missed dis too, girl. Yer always so tight and ready for me, Bri. I ain't gonna last long, darlin'," he pants in my ear.

I can feel the tingling sensation begin and I reach down to rub myself.

"Oh fuck, girl. Dat's so sexy," he growls before thrusting faster and harder into me. He pinches my nipple with his right hand, while his left hand grips my leg even tighter.

"I'm- I'm gonna- Brant!" I squeal before all of my muscles contract.

Brantley releases hazardously into my heat.

"Wow," I pant.

"Agreed, darlin'. Yer sinful, baby girl," he whispers into my ear.

Two days later, I'm hugging BG goodbye at the airport.

"I don't want to go," I whine against his chest.

"I know baby girl, but ya got work tomorrow mornin'. Ya love yer students. Don't let dis thing wit yer mama bother ya. Yer a strong woman. Ya don't need the stress," he tells me genuinely.

"I know. You're right, babe. I need to have this talk with her, so that she'll hopefully disappear and I won't have to see her again," I reply.

"Who knows, maybe you will work things out wit her and she'll have a decent reason for leavin' all those years ago?" BG says positively.

"I don't want to talk about her anymore. I just want to enjoy being in your arms. I'm gonna miss you," I mumble while nuzzling his chest. BG's arms hold me securely as he kisses my head.

I hear my flight called over the load speaker.

"No," I beg as I feel the tears welling in my eyes.

"I know, baby. I love ya and I'll be home in a few weeks.

"Okay," I sniffle as I wipe under my eyes.

BG takes my face into his hands and leans down, attaching his plump lips to mine. I lose myself in his kiss. My flight is called again. BG pulls back and kisses my forehead and hugs my one last time.

"Bye beautiful. I'll miss ya. Give my mama a hug and kiss for me," he asks with a smile.

"I'll do that, baby. I love you too," I answer before picking up my carry-on bag and turning away from Brantley before more tears can come.