Do What The Night Wants

Chapter 14

Brantley's POV:

I kissed her soundly, feeling her tremble beneath me. I passed my hands over her sides, her breasts. Jessa wriggled beneath me impatiently. "What's the rush?" I asked her. "Brantleeeeyyy..." She whined, stretching it out into 4 or 5 syllables. I positioned myself and slid home, pausing when I was buried to the hilt in her snug little body. She sucked in a stuttering breath, her eyes wide and her nails digging into my arms. I kept still for as long as I could, then I started to move slowly. I didn't want to hurt her. In true Jessa fashion, she got impatient and slammed her hips up to mine, growling when I pulled back. "Jessa you're gonna feel it tomorrow, you may wanna take it easy girl." I tried to warn her. She growled again. "Don't say I didn't warn you." I growled. I pulled out and flipped her on her belly, yanking her ass high up in the air, then I was back inside her. Pounding into her in a punishing rhythm that had her screeching out my name and her eyes crossing. Jessa clawed at the sheets as she fought to remain upright, my weight and the force behind my movements sliding her further up the bed. I yanked her back towards me, then pushed her face down on the bed, her cheek cushioned by a pillow. I brought her hands behind her back and held them with one of mine, while my free hand held onto a handful of her hair. "Yes! Yes! Yes! God B.... YES! Fuck! Just like that... Oh God!" She rambled, a constant stream of profanities pouring out of her mouth. She flew over the edge one more time, and took me with her. I roared and collapsed over her, panting for breath. I lifted most of my weight off her, and nuzzled along her neck, taking pride in the way she trembled beneath me and sighed. She winced as I pulled out, and tugged her to my chest, kissing her apologetically. She snuggled into my side, her hand idly stroking my chest. "Love you B.." She mumbled, already half asleep. I looked down. "Love you too Jessie-girl." I rumbled, enjoying the smile on her face and the soft weight of her in my arms.

When I woke up the next morning, Jessa was sprawled out across most of the bed. For such a small woman, she sure managed to take up a lot of room. I was lying on my back, and somehow Jessa had flipped around in the bed. Her head was hanging off the side, close to the bottom, and she had one foot shoved under her pillow. The other lying on my chest. She twitched in her eep and I narrowly missed a for to the face. Grabbing her ankle, I slid out from under her, laughing as she whined and scrambled to reach for me. "Come on sleeping beauty. Up and at'em. We head out in about an hour, that means just enough time to pack up and grab breakfast." I stroked her leg softly, coaxing her awake. She sat up and stretch, flinging the covers aside as she stood. Jessa winced when she walked towards the bathroom, looking like she spent too much time on a horse. I chuckled when she groaned. "One day you'll learn to listen to me darlin. Did I not warm you?" I laughed. "Shut up Brantley." She huffed, rolling her eyes playfully.

We were standing around the bikes, getting ready to load up. Our ride was over, and everyone was headed home. "Ready for the last leg?" Jake asked as he walked up. Jessa glanced at my bike and groaned. "This is gonna suck." She whined. Jake looked at her crazy. "I blame you Gilbert. It's all your fault. All of it!" She rambled and shrugged into her jacket, zipping it up. Jake looked at me for an explanation. "You don't wanna know brother. Just let it go." I laughed and shook my head as Jessa pouted.