Something Better

When You Were Young

Brandon smiled when he saw Martha sitting chatting to Dave. She looked up and grinned back. He couldn't believe how much he had missed her. Her eyeliner was smudged a little, and the golden glitter made her green eyes stand out.

"Hi," Brandon said as he sat down beside her and put his hand through hers.

"Well hello there!" Martha said smiling.

Brandon laughed at her greeting and squeezed her hand. He wanted to take her to the hotel right now. He felt the tension between them tighten as he looked from her eyes to her lips and he knew she was doing the same. He let himself be pulled into a soft kiss that held promises of what was to come.

"Hold on!" Dave said, "I clearly stipulated that you two were not to make out in front of me,"

"Ok, ok, we're outtahere!" Brandon said standing up and gesturing to Martha to lead the way. He gave Dave the finger as he walked away. Brandon felt so light as he walked beside Martha, he put his arm around her as they went and he felt desire spark in him as she pushed herself into his chest.

"You were amazing tonight," Martha said beaming up at him, "Thank you for saying all those lovely things about me."

"You are welcome," Brandon smiled and spun her around pulling her in close. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her as they walked towards the cars beside the tour bus.

"Have you enjoyed your time at home?" Brandon asked.

"Yeah, it's been good to see everyone, but it's not really my home anymore," Martha said as they climbed into the bus, "But I have to admit I have enjoyed the cooler temperature, sometimes the desert is too hot!"

"Talking of hot, let's discuss those shorts!" Brandon laughed as he hooked his fore fingers through Martha's front belt loops and pulled her in close, his eyes burning into hers as they kissed more passionately than they had in front of Dave. Their mouths moved hungrily together, tongues exploring, their breathing getting faster and louder, as their hands moved through each other's hair. Brandon could feel his desire building to a point of no return.

"Not here," He whispered as Martha's fingers were moving under his shirt, enticingly close to his waistband.

"Let's go to the hotel," Martha smiled with one raised eyebrow that made Brandon grin. They made their way out of the bus with their little travel bags and got into one of the waiting cars. It was hard for them to resist each other in the back of the car as they were driven to their hotel. Brandon's leg was jumping furiously holding her hand close. He felt like he couldn't even look at her properly until he could be free with her. He felt her presence beside him, his heart beating quicker as she lent her head against him with a soft sigh.

Brandon almost marched along the hallway towards their room, with Martha skipping behind. He began kissing her roughly as soon as the crossed the threshold.

"Hey," Martha breathed holding his face with her hands forcing Brandon to look into her emerald eyes, "Come back to me, don't get lost up there," She smiled as she lightly tapped his temple.

"Sorry," He smiled, feeling his eyes soften, "My need for you took over me there, I was like a robot."

"It's ok, I can see you're back," Martha smiled, gently stroking his cheeks as he kissed her lightly, letting their connection build again. He buried his head in the curve of neck, moving her hair to kiss the sweet spot right under her ear. Martha moaned and tilted her head back.

They giggled together as they fumbled with each other's buttons and catches. Brandon lay on the bed and watched as Martha sat to undo her laces. She was so beautiful and his eyes were wide as she bewitched him by slowly pulling down her shorts to reveal black lacy panties.

"Fuck, I've missed you," Brandon swallowed as he sat up and pulled her into the bed. He made quick work of her bra and panties as they kissed and touched, moving their bodies against each other. Brandon let his lips trail kisses across Martha's chest, letting his tongue linger on her nipples, making Martha gasp and lift herself up towards him. He slowly moved his fingers up her thighs, circling them around the dip of her hip bone, purposely teasing her. Brandon moved back up to her face, looking in her eyes and stroking her hair back on to the pillow.

"Brandon," Martha whispered, "I want you now,"

He held his tip at her opening and moaned loudly as their bodies merged. They rocked back and forwards slowly, gazing at each other as their fingers traced across skin and through hair.
Brandon knew they had fallen deeper into their relationships as he felt real love for Martha as their eyes locked. He kissed her as they moved faster together, the pleasure building between them. Martha moaned into the kiss, wrapping her legs around his waist, guiding Brandon in and out. Brandon could feel Martha's legs begin to shake and quiver causing him to push harder. He knew he was close and Martha's loud moans we're bringing him ever closer to the brink. He moved his forehead from hers and nuzzled into her neck kissing that spot and whispering her name. Martha's whole body trembled as she came underneath him, arching her back and curving her neck into the bed. Brandon cried out as he reached his own orgasm.

They lay side by side breathing heavily as their bodies came down from their height. Brandon leaned up on his side and gazed at Martha. Her hair was messed up and her make up was smudged, but she had never looked better. Martha's eyes met Brandon's.

"Well if that's what happens when I don't see you for a few days, maybe I should go away more often," Martha giggled sitting up and moving quickly to the bathroom.

"No!" Brandon called out, "It's not good for my health!" He smiled as Martha skipped back into the room and slipped under the covers. He pulled her in wrapping his arms around her as she lay her head on his shoulder and placed her hand on his chest. He felt like he couldn't be happier. He giggled as he heard little snores coming from Martha and he fell asleep listening to the rhythm of her breathing.