Brantley:
"That's so not gonna be the case tonight..." Taryn chuckled darkly. She spun and climbed up into my arms, locking her legs around my hips. She kissed me like a woman on a mission. Our tongues tangled and teeth clashed. Luckily I had the sense to hang up my phone and sling it somewhere on the floor before Amber really got a show. I grabbed a handful of ass and shifted her higher for better access to her mouth. Turning, I pressed Taryn up against the wall, my free hand around her throat as I swiveled my hips against hers. She moaned prettily, trying to lean towards me for more kisses. I almost gave in, but then a thought popped into my head. Amber... Shit. Was Taryn doing this just to spite Amber? The thought hit me like a bucket of ice. I tensed and set her down, taking a few steps back to clear my head. "B?" She nearly whispered. Her eyes blown out wide. I could see her belly trembling with each breath, her nipples hard and peeking through her sports bra, pink cheeks and messy hair. "What was that?" I managed to rumble. "I... Fuck. I don't know. I just.. Brantley, that was... That felt... Jesus..." She stumbled over her words. "Did you..." I paused and frowned. "Did you do that just to piss off Amber?" I said, an edge to my tone. "No! Don't you dare blank face me Brantley! You know me better than that! I kissed you because I wanted to kiss you. Because I've wanted to kiss you for years, and I'm so tired of pretending I that don't. I'm tired of pretending it's enough to be your friend. I'm tired of fighting everyone so hard. They all think we've been together for years. That we belong together. Damn it, can't you see? Don't... Don't you feel this?!" She sniffed hard and wiped furiously at the tears that fell. "Fuck B... I just... Need you." She whispered at the end. I was on her in 2 steps, kissing her until neither of us could breathe. "Of course I feel it Taryn! I just didn't think you did." I kissed her again. "You got me girl." I growled and yanked her up into my arms.
When I laid her down on the bed, I paused over her. "We can stop now. Cuddle up and watch a movie. No expectations, no rush." I gave her a chance to change her mind. "No! Don't stop, please don't stop." Taryn whimpered and locked her hands in my beard. I kissed her again and leaned up long enough to ditch my hat and my shirt. Her eyes glazed over appreciatively. I tugged her up to her feet and peeled her out of her clothes. Taryn ducked her head shyly. "Don't ever hide from me." I purred. Taryn locked her eyes to mine and stood straighter. "So fuckin pretty. Come here Baby." I tugged her into my arms and kissed her again. Then moved down to her neck, nuzzling her favorite spot. She giggled and I smiled. "There she is.. That's my girl." I smiled.
Once I had Taryn on her back, I crawled over her slowly, making sure to keep my weight off of her. I circled her nipple with my tongue, then sucked it into my mouth and nibbled her. I switched breasts and then stroked my beard down her belly, loving the giggle that spilled from her lips. Reaching my destination, I stroked my hands up and down her thighs, coaxing them open so that I could feast on my woman. And boy did I ever. At one point Taryn sat straight up in the bed, shoving my face away. "Too much! Too much!" She panted and dropped back onto her back. I chuckled darkly and kissed my way back up her body. Her little hands desperately tugged at my belt until she got it unbuckled. Using her hands and feet, she shoved my pants and underwear down passed my knees. Then I was kissing her again, lining myself up, and surging inside her in a thrust that had her screaming out my name. My eyes rolled into the back of my skull and I growled savagely. When I did, her pussy tightened around me even more. Baby likes the growl. Noted.
Sweaty and sated, hours later, we were still laying in her bed. Taryn demanded we put clothes on after round 2, saying she had to be able to walk tomorrow. Her voice was still breathy and sex-filled, and I fucking loved it. My fingers stroked her hair as she curled up on my chest. "Baby?" I asked her. "Hmm?" She replied sleepily. "I lost my shit when I found out that fucker put hands on you. I couldn't think. Couldn't breathe. I've never been that angry in my life. Taryn.. If I would've caught that bastard, I would've killed him with my bare hands." I finished with a growl. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I was still furious. "I know you would have." She said, and snuggled in closer. We both knew how angry I was. What I was capable of. "No one, and I mean no one, hurts my Baby Girl. I'm gonna find him. He's gonna see me in every shadow. He'll hear my footsteps in the dark. I want him looking over his shoulder, he's gonna know I'm comin for him." I rumbled.
"Brantley... Just promise me you won't loose your head and do something crazy. It's one thing to protect me; to keep me safe. I'm not saying he doesn't deserve an ass whoopin. Just... don't kill him unless it truly comes down to it. Now that I have you, now that you're really mine, I don't know what I would do if you got taken away from me. I don't think I could be without you." Baby whispered pleadingly. It kills me to see her cry, but I wasn't going to make her a promise I couldn't keep. God only knows what I'll really do if I ever get my hands on that piece of shit. "Baby... I've never made you a promise I didn't keep, and I'm not gonna start now. So I can't promise you that. But I swear, I'll never leave you willingly, and I'll try my hardest to keep my head straight." I rumbled and tugged Taryn closer.
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Bullet In A Bonfire
FanfictionCollaboration with @sweetbratt Brantley Gilbert. Taryn 'Baby Girl' Williams. Best friends. Ride or die. Bonnie and Clyde. Brantley and Baby go way back. While working on their current shared album, a His & Hers double disc record, tensions soar as t...