Do What The Night Wants

Chapter 17

Brantley's POV:

When we got back to the house, Jessa was still pretty quiet. She look pissed as hell. "Jessa you ok?" Jake asked her cautiously. "Get out." She snapped. "W-what?" He asked stupidly. "Get. Out. I don't give a shit where you go Jake, but get out." She shoved him out the front door of my house and slammed the door in his face. "You alright girl?" I asked her gruffly. "Shut up." She growled and shoved me against the wall. I moaned in surprise when she locked her lips to mine, kissing me with a hunger that shocked me. "Should we take this upstairs?" I grinned. "Nope. Right here... Right now..." She hissed and ripped my tshirt over my head. I slung my hat to the side and grabbed her, putting her up against the wall where I just was. "What's gotten into you, huh? Just what do you think you're doin little one?" I asked her smirking when she tried to get out of my hold. She growled and bucked and I held her steady. She got her arms free and yanked my head to hers for another kiss, biting my lip hard enough to draw blood. "That BITCH put hands on MY ol man. In front of me. When she damn well knew better. I'm marking my fuckin territory...." She growled out dangerously and sunk her teeth into my neck. I groaned and yanked her up against me, lowering us to the floor. "Mine!" She growled as I moved over her, her nails leaving angry red scratches down my arms and back. We flipped positions so she was straddling my hips, and Jessa whipped her shirt over her head. She shimmied out of her shorts and underwear, then her bra. All that was left was her boots, and hot damn if I didn't fall that much harder for her. She ground against me and moaned at the friction from my jeans. I stroked her thighs, up to her hips, and watched as goosebumps broke out from the chill of my rings. She purred when I bucked up against her. I flipped us over again, cushioning her head with my hand. Just as I took a pink nipple between my teeth my phone went off. Jessa groaned. I ignored it and hit the button to silence it. I went back to work, kissing my way down her stomach and my phone rang again. "Just answer the damn thing. They'll just keep calling otherwise." Jessa groaned, flinging her arm over her eyes dramatically. "What?!" I growled into the phone, my eyes never leaving the naked woman underneath me. "Are you serious?!" I roared. "Yeah brother. The tabloids got ahold of the video. Apparently some asshole recorded the fight with their cell phone. Jessa's all over the news, and there are whispers that Jama wants to sue." My brother told me. I quickly explained to Jessa what was going on, and we went to the living room to see for ourselves. I hung up with Kolby to watch. Jessa was standing in front of the tv in my tshirt, and her boots. Granted, I was paying more attention to her ass than the news, so I forced my attention back to the problem at hand. I tuned in just in time to see the last few seconds of the fight, where Jessa laid Jana out then stood over her. "Keep your hands off my ol man! You don't go touchin what don't belong to you, and Brantley definitely does NOT belong to you. He's mine, you hear me? That's MY ol man! Not yours..." Jessa growled on screen as Jana wiped at her steadily bleeding nose and lip. I was pretty fuckin impressed honestly. I was proud as a peacock too. My woman was a little bad ass. She straight up whooped ol girl's ass. The second Jana put her hands on me, I turned and saw Jessa jump on her. The possessive glint in her eyes was a serious turn on. When it came to Jessa, I never had to worry about her being offended by my heavy handed ways. She didn't flinch at my rougher side. She didn't balk at my caveman tendencies, and she didn't mind that I was a big overprotective, aggressive, territorial sumbitch. Hell, she loved it. Got off on it even. When I went all dominant alpha male, she melted under my touch. Then there was those occasions like tonight, when she was more than happy to stake her claim on me, and fend off any female that got too close for her comfort. We understood each other on a level that not many couples ever reached. "Guess you're famous now." I chuckled. "Fuck that. Ain't no club whore gonna lay hands on what belongs to me." Jessa growled, getting angry all over again when Jana's face popped up on screen.