The Bartender's Daughter

chapter 2

Kate's POV

I smiled as I woke up the next morning and turning over to find Brantley still asleep. I moved closer and rested my head on his chest. I smiled as he pulled me closer to him in his sleep, mumbling under his breath. "Good morning, babydoll." I heard him say in his sleep laced voice. I almost moaned at how sexy it sounded. "Good morning, handsome." I said, gently kissing his lips. He kissed me back, slowly trying to gain friction between us. "Babydoll, you gotta get on top." Brantley said, kissing down my neck. I did as I was told and climbed on top of him, sliding onto his length. I moaned loudly as Brantley did the same. As I rode his length, we heard a knock on the front door. Brantley smirked and pounded into me before sliding out after he came, letting me answer the door on shaky legs. 

"Uhhh, what are you doing here, Cameron? You aren't supposed to be here." I said, looking at my ex, even if he didn't know that yet. Cameron smirked and gripped my arm, "Oh really? Why's that? You got that boy toy that knocked me out upstairs, don't you? You slut, couldn't even wait 24 hours." Cameron said, pinning me to the wall, his hand still gripping my arm tightly. Brantley came down the stairs in time to see Cameron gripping my arm and pulled him off of me. "I heard everything, boy. I ain't no boy toy, I'm a man who stands up & protects what's his. So, with that being said, leave my girl alone and don't touch her again unless you're ready to die." Brantley said, pulling me to his side, resting a hand on my hip as Cameron struggled to get up. "You're already with him? You really are a slut, it can't be that good." Cameron said, standing up & brushing himself off. I rolled my eyes before answering. "Better than what you've ever done. I think I counted 8 orgasms within a 2 hour period, he's better than you in every way so, I suggest you leave before I let him loose and let him do what he wanted last night." I said, looking at him. Brantley smirked and kissed me passionately, his hands resting on my hips. Cameron started to step up to me and Brantley stood in front of me, in just his shorts. He looked even sexier than he had this morning. "Don't even think about it, boy. I'd get going if I were you, I mean, unless you wanna watch me fuck your ex." Brantley said, reaching his hand back and gently rubbing my pussy. I moaned and leaned my head back, the man knew what he was doing.