Us and Them (Sequel: Bruno Mars Fan Fic)

Chapter 7

My fingers dig into her smooth skin through the soft fabric of her leggings while I hold her close to my body, her legs wrapped around me tight and I want more. Her soft whimpers match the tightness of her thighs holding onto me as her fingers grabbing handfuls of my curls in her palm. "Say it." I speak into her neck but her stubborn silence isn't going to save what she's about to endure.

I lay her gently on the bed, her muscles became weak as I pushed harder onto her, caging her under my body. Her legs raised higher massaging my hips as her feet press against my calves moving up and down. I brush strands of hairs from her face while I search her face. She moves closer to kiss me but I don't move, I tease her, I wanna see her work for it.

Her eyes looking up at me, how she's gotten so much beautiful since high school. How this is the girl who came to my window, she took risks for me, she wanted me to be her first kiss. Wanted me to be her first fuck. I've seen her at her most powerful and vulnerable and she's fucking perfect. I rub my lil man against her center as she gasp but I don't make my move, I continue to watch her. Her hands trail down towards my belt as she slowly takes it off. I lean down to kiss her slowly and deeply.

My mind moves likes waves, possessed by this high as my fingertips slowly massage under her shirt moving it past her smooth skin, over her soft breasts and above her head. I swallow hard just looking at almost half of her naked body and just as I thought I had myself under control, her fingertips unlatch the hook of her bra between her breasts. She's even more perfect than I remember.

My heart feels like it's sinking into my stomach, it's like I'm in high school again. Like its my first time again. I kiss her soft lips as her hands sneak under my shirt, practically snatching off of my body. "Be patient."

"It's hard to have patience when I think someone is going to interrupt us again." She confesses.

"I don't care who walks through that door, I'm not stopping." I bit my lip, "I didn't stop on the plane." She gasps as I tuck my fingers underneath her leggings seam as I begin to pull them off.

"You got lucky the first time." She breathed while sitting up. Her eyes still on mine as her hand reaches my jeans. "Honestly.." She pauses to drop my pants, "I don't want you to stop either."

I step out of the jeans that lay at my ankles as I watch her eyes on my lil man that rests inside my boxers, "You can have it Brooklyn, you just have to tell me."

"And if I don't beg?"

"You will."

"I'm not a begging type."

"Not a begging type to anyone but me." I kneel in front of her as I tuck my fingers under the string of her panties, "Because that's not what I remember, you know, the last time you were at my house.." I smile at her as she lifts herself from the bed as I pull them off. I bite my bottom lip as my hands trail up her slender legs towards her pretty stomach. I crawl over her as she slowly leaned back onto the bed. My lips just barely touching hers, "This is your last chance baby."

She was nervous but so was I. The days have been blending together with endless fantasies of her, the second she let me taste her, I've wanted nothing but her. She stares into my eyes, fulfilling the fantasies I've been dreaming about for what feels like a lifetime, "I want you." She whispers.

I kiss her lips once as I began to trail down her neck. Her fast pulse gives her away, I know her body wants everything at once. But I'm not that kind of lover to just give in. My hand reaches further down while my lips find their way back to hers. My fingers move their way between her soaked folds as she breaks her kiss from mine to gasp and moan. "I want you to say it louder baby. I don't know what you want unless you speak up." Her breathing falters as I continue to rub her tender spot as I smile against her lips, "How loud do I have to make you scream till Elizah hears my name through her house?"