22.
*WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT*
After Brad asking me to be his girlfriend, we all have a few more drinks and dance a little. Brad wraps his arms around my waist as we dance together, laughing at the others' ridiculous dance moves. After dancing to numerous songs, Brad pulls me over and walks us over to his parents and a youngish girl.
"This is Grace, my girlfriend." He says, smiling proudly.
"Finally asked her then did you Brad?" The girls says, teasing him.
"Grace, this is Nat, my big sister." He says, letting out a chuckle.
"Nice to meet you." She smiles, pulling me into a hug.
"Nice to meet you too." I say, hugging her back.
His family seems so nice. It can always be a bit awkward meeting your boyfriend's parents but I figure it's not that bad seeing as we're all a bit tipsy. And I mean all of us, even Brad's parents.
We stay chatting for a while before we all eventually have to leave the venue and go back to the apartment. I stumble out of the place, with Brad's hand around my waist. I giggle as he stumbles a little as well.
"You're so drunk." I slur, gently poking his chest.
"Not as much as you." He chuckles, placing a kiss on my lips.
"I know." I giggle as we both get in a taxi.
We both sit down and Brad gives the address. All of the others get another taxi back to the apartment. As we're driving, my head falls onto Brad's shoulder and he wraps his arm around me. I slowly turn my head to face him and stare at him whilst he looks out of the window. I smile and let my eyes close.
"Grace, babe, wake up." I hear Brad say, whilst he gently shakes me.
I open my eyes and slip out of the taxi as Brad quickly pays the driver. We stumble our way into the building and step into the elevator. The doors close and Brad presses the button. As a few moments pass, we expect the elevator doors to open and to be on the right floor. But they don't open.
"Shit Brad." I mumble, starting to panic.
"Hang on, let me ring Con and tell him we're stuck in here." He says, pulling out his phone.
He rings Connor and tells him to try and contact the caretaker of the building but seeing as it's so late Connor can't see it get hold of him.
I sigh and put my head in my hands. What are we going to do?
"Hey babe, don't worry." Brad says, pulling me into a hug.
He slowly places a kiss on my lips and I return it. Then he leans in closer, pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth before moving his lips down to my neck.
Each kiss seems to leave me a little more breathless than before and then I know what exactly he had in mind for the time we would be stuck in this elevator.
He moves his hands to my hips, sliding them down to my thighs before moving them to the back of me and cupping my ass in his palms. He lifts me up and I instantly wrap my legs around his waist.
My fingers snake through his hair, his messy curls have definitely felt the effects of him dancing and messing around all night and they were looking much different to his usual, styled hair. But I loved it.
His messy bed-like hair was in my fingers and his eyes were filled with sleepiness. But it was hot. Brad continued to suck at my neck, leaving multiple lovebites over my skin.
He grips at my ass, his fingers digging into the skin before he sits me up on the metal bar. He uses one hand to unbutton his jeans and the other staying on my waist to keep me seated on the bar.
Once his jeans and boxers were sitting half way down his thighs, I was met with his hardened length. He shuffles the bottom of my dress up, pulling down my lacy underwear before scooping me back up so I could wrap my legs around his hips again.
Just before I do, he lines himself up and pushes into me. I wrap my arms around him again, my fingers through his hair as he uses his hands to guide me back and forth, his length hitting me deep.
Brad moves one arm to wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him as he continues to work in time with me, so his thrusts are as deep as possible in the position I was in.
"Good girl." He breathes, mouthing at my cleavage as he continues to work his hips against mine.
As I grip at the back of his neck, I tug on his curls lightly. I was growing closer by the second and I begged him to go faster because I couldn't hold it anymore. And he did just that, managing to keep us both upright as he did.
He pulled back as I were just about to hit my peak, continuing to move his hips in time with mine. He nudged my cheek with his nose, encouraging me to meet with his eyes.
I looked into the glassy, slightly irritated eyes that were absolutely dripping with lust. And as usual, they had darkened slightly in his turned on state.His forehead was covered in a light layer of sweat, and the baby curls closest to his face were damp and sticking to the skin.
There was never, ever going to be a hotter sight than the sight of Brad after he'd been fucking me.
He swiped his tongue over his lips before pressing another kiss to my lips.
"Come on babe. Come on." He breathed, panting heavily through his words.
And upon instruction, I let myself go. Nails dug into the back of his neck, my eyes falling closed as I feel the intense pleasure, and the relief that I could finally cum for him after such a huge build up.
The moment I began coming down, I eased my tight grip on his skin and I started to catch my breath. Every inch of me was tingling with excitement and every nerve in my body was sparking with pleasure.
"Shit.. Shit Brad." I murmured breathlessly, my whole body trembling as he kept me up. The feeling of him still inside of me was killing me. Each small movement he made sending more waves of euphoria through me.
Brad carefully lifted me from him, pulling up his boxers again and then his jeans. He fixed my dress before helping me from the metal bar that I was now seated on. He kept an arm around me since I was sure my legs would give way any second.
He pressed the button to open the doors several times, and still nothing. We waited in silent before pressing them again. This time, they opened slightly, and with that he forced them open.
We both step out, my hand gripping to his shirt and resting to his chest as he leads me to his room in the apartment.
"You're such a good girl." He breaths, kissing the side of my head before he closes his bedroom door behind him.
"But now you have to finish me off. I think I'm gonna explode." He grins, making me laugh breathlessly.
