19.
*WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT*
It's been a week or two since the boys and Amy's visit, and since then me and Brad have been talking non-stop on the phone. I really do want something more with him, it's so just difficult when we live so far away from each other.
"When are you next coming to Cardiff again?" I say, giggling on my bed, looking up at the white ceiling waiting to hear his voice again.
"Next week sometime, hopefully. We have to do some press before the album release." He says, with his thick brummie accent.
"Hopefully I can see you again." I say, still smiling whilst fiddling with a loose button on my shirt.
"You will." He says, before having to hang up to go to another meeting.
That's the other thing. His career. Once they release the album they'll be going on tour and he'll be gone a lot of the time. But he was so worth it.
-a week later-
Tonight Brad was taking me out to dinner. Turns out he made reservations for this super expensive restaurant when we were talking on the phone the other day. I was so excited to see him again, I don't think any of the others actually knew that we were going on a date.
I dress myself up in a midi dress with some thin heels and I do my hair and make up fancy for the occasion. I grab my clutch and catch a taxi to the restaurant. As I pull up, I notice him seated at a table by the window, playing with his thumbs.
As I step out of the taxi, he notices me and he smiles widely. I send him a big smile and walk into the restaurant. He stands up to greet me, and he's wearing a crisp white shirt with a couple buttons undone with a black blazer and black skinny jeans with some smart shoes.
"You look gorgeous." He says, whilst kissing my cheek.
"Says you." I say, hugging him back.
He lets out a little chuckle before we both sit down. We both order our meals and drink several glasses of wine.
As we finish our dinner, he places his hand on top of mine, his thumb slowly rubbing against my skin. There was something about him tonight, I mean he was always so nice to me but tonight, it just felt different. Good different.
After he pays for the meal like a gentleman, we make our way back to my apartment. It's fair to say the wine had gotten to our heads a little as we're all over each other in the back of the taxi, despite the driver.
Once we got back to my place, we had decided to watch a movie. It was a cold night so we had plenty of blankets. Brad had wrapped his arms around me and was cuddling me, and it was the most amazing feeling in the world. There was a huge amount of lust in the air, and I loved it. We got to a moment in the movie where there was a sex scene. It was the most passionate sex scene I'd ever seen though. It wasn't that rough horny, let's just have sex sort of scene. It was really passionate. We both sort of looked at each other and giggled.
He moved that little bit closer to me, and we began softly, slowly, kissing each other on the lips. Much like what happened in the car. Brad quickly took control with the kissing, he began slowly kissing my neck again, and I couldn't do anything but sit there and enjoy him.
This time however, he didn't get rougher, he didn't have that eager look in his eye. This time he just became seductive. All his movements were slow, and the way he was looking at me was so deep and loving.
He took all our clothes off, except for his boxers, my thong and my bra. He took them all off slowly, maintaining that passionate, seductive, hungry look. He rolled on top of me, and I could feel his dick in his boxers pressing against me. He bit his lip and he slowly removed my bra with his teeth, and then slid my thong down to my ankles.
He took both my breasts in his hand, softly kissing my nipples and feeling them. The kissing of my nipples was so seducing, my eyes were closed and I could barely move. He kept slowly grabbing at them, kissing them. All the while maintaining eye contact with me, which just made it more seducing.
Finally he removed his boxers, and I felt him slide the head of dick against my clit. I was already soaking at this point and this just made me want him more. But I didn't want to be rough, this wasn't a rough type of sex. He teased me with the head of his dick for a while and sometimes with his fingers. Just letting them slowly enter me for a second then removing them and sucking them. Then he did it.
He inched his hard dick into me slowly, all the while staring me in the eyes and feeling my breasts. It was such an overwhelming feeling.
He wasn't moving yet but I could feel his long dick inside of me. Then he began pumping into me. Slow thrusts that were in sync with my thrusts, it was slow and seducing sex and it was indescribable. He was in complete control, wrapping his arms around my body and still penetrating into my pussy. Each time a little bit more of his dick went in until he had all the length in. He kept fucking me slowly, every thrust took my breath away and I couldn't say anything.
He kept fucking me until we were both at the point it had got too much and we were ready to cum. We were both moaning in the lowest pitch possible and continued thrusting our hips in sync with each other perfectly.
Just before he cummed, he took his dick out and he moved his head down to my pussy and began going to work on my clit. It didn't take long for me to cum. He nibbled on my clit slowly and was licking in and around my pussy.
I started moaning and arching my back like crazy, because I couldn't handle it any more. He continued eating me and whispered "cum for me". This sent me over the edge and I did just what he asked. My pussy lips tightened while his mouth was on my clit and my pussy juices came pouring out. It felt so incredibly good and was the best orgasm I had in my life.
It was the most passionate sex ever, and we just laid there after panting heavily. Both proud of our efforts. It was the second time in the space of a few weeks; I had felt Brad inside of me. And I didn't want it to be the last. But was is our relationship turning into?
