Second time is a Charm

Chapter 9

Brett Dicamillio

Brett looked at Cris stunned, not surprised but stunned. He knew that she was only 26 years old. In that short time, she was married and divorced. Now he understood why she was stepping back, every time he wanted to move forward with her. But more than that he had a few doubts.

His eyes followed her, as she was plating dinner for them and placed them on the table. She went about as if she didn't just tell him the strangest thing possible.

"Red or white?". She asked holding the wine bottle.

"Red please" I said. She nodded and poured 2 glasses before sitting down at the table.

She waited for me to sit down, and then said "You can ask me anything you want".

"How long?" I questioned

"Married or Divorced?" She asked raising her brows.

"Both" I said.

"I was married when I was 22 just out of college. We didn't even get to out first anniversary, before we filed for divorce. " she said starting to eat her dinner.

She had been divorced for 3 years now. "Do you still love him. Do you want to get back with him?" I asked.

She laughed sarcastically, "I don't think I was ever in love with him.I was too young, infatuated probably, I still wonder why I agreed to marry him." She shrugged her shoulders as she took a sip of her wine.

This eased my heart a little, every body has a past. I don't care as long as it doesn't bother us in the future. We all make mistakes when we are young, and learn from them which I can understand.

But something still lingered in my mind.

"What am I? A rebound, an experiment a confidence booster? What" I asked because I knew she didn't date anyone after the divorce.

I was scared to hear, her answer... what if she said I was a rebound, and just wants to end things.....

She looked down at her plate playing with her food, while chewing her lip and thinking. It was a few minutes, before she looked up again and answered me while looking in my eyes.

"I didn't date anyone after my divorce, No guy wanted to date someone, who came with a baggage, didn't matter if I had or not" she sighed" But with you, I like you a lot, and I acted on it. But I wasn't sure, what your reaction would be to my revelation. If you want to continue, with this. I have a few conditions." She said.

"Again with the conditions" I muttered frustrated.

She didn't squinch, just stood firm. "I want to take it slow, until I am sure about what I feel for you. "

"How slow?" I asked. She cant stop me from touching her.. that's a no - no. I don't think I can survive being close to her and not having her.

" How about we give it a few months, and reevaluate again to see how we feel about each other. " she replied

He sighed, she was going way too logically , for this, but I didn't want her to back out completely. So I nodded a yes. "But I cant take sex off the table" I said.

Crystal Brown

I gave what he said a thought. Living in 2 different cities, its not like they will be meeting each other everyday, and the fact that, I cant be not touching him, it was hard even now as I was sitting across him. I don't think that was an option for her too.

I nodded a yes. But still something was nagging at the back of my mind.

"Don't you want to know why ?" I asked

"Why what?" he questioned.

"Why I got divorced" I asked.

He shook his head " Past is the past, I don't care. His loss to let go of something so precious." He replied.

I blushed, at the words he used. My heart swelled with joy and I smiled. We finished our dinner quietly, each lost in our own thoughts. He offered to do the dishes, while I cleaned up the kitchen.

I finished, putting the leftovers in the refrigerator and was cleaning the counters, when I felt his arm hold my hips and turn me towards him. He bent down and kissed me hard.

He unzipped my skirt that slid down my body and hit the floor, then his hands went inside my shirt and pulled it off me breaking the kiss for a brief second. Again kissing me, he lifted me onto the counter, my body was completely turned on, and I was so wet my panties were drenched. His warm hands moved all over my body giving me goose bumps. He let go f my lips, to bury his face in my neck, peppering kisses along my shoulder, I couldn't hold back and moaned loudly. He bit my ear and whispered "Now can we do the hanky panky?" he asked, while rubbing his beard onto my cheek.

Words wouldn't come out of my mouth and so I just closed my eyes, and nodded a yes with my head. My arms were around his neck, as his lips travelled down to my chest. He clipped open my bra, and took that off me, he held my left breast with his hand and rubbed the nipple with the thumb, while he sucked, and bit on my right nipple. My head fell back and I moaned loud with my eyes closed.

Slowly, he went down my stomach, kissing along the way, and sucked on my core with my panty still on.

"Brett Please......" I asked with small heavy breath. He slowly, took of my panties and went down on his knees, and sucked my center, showing me another heaven. I cried out loud, every time he lightly bit my nub and played with it. His tongue was creating a havoc down there, and his beard was giving me tingling feeling on my inner thighs. My hands were buried in his hair pulling them hard, as he took me to completion.

"You taste like honey, Sugar" he said. Looking up at me and slamming his lips to mine. I wanted more of him, Inside me, filling me and screaming my name. I tried opening his pants, without breaking the kiss. He moved back a step and did that and then unbuttoned his shirt while looking at her, with his intense glare

"You look like a meal to be devoured Sugar" He said, while wetting his lips. Completely naked, he stepped between my legs and moved me forward. "Condom" I asked. "Aren't you on the pill?" he asked. I nodded feeling his manhood at my entrance, teasing my folds. "We cant be completely safe" I said. " I need to feel you bare Sugar." Saying that he thrust deep into me. I screamed his name, feeling him stretch me and welcoming the delicious pleasure.

Brett Dicamillio

Laid out naked on the counter she looked like a nymph calling me, to make her scream of pleasure. I held her hips hard as I thrust long and fast. She had both her hand, holding the counter hard, giving me a wonderful access to her beautiful breasts. I sucked on each taking turns. I put my hand between us and played with her nub pinching it, making her cum and shout my name, Her end triggered mine and I shot my warm seeds into her.

Crystal Brown

We were breathing heavy, I changed my posture and placed both my hand around his neck, He kissed me on my forehead, and let me hug his sweaty body. He was still inside of me, when I licked the crook of his neck and bit him lightly, he groaned and I felt him grow hard inside me. He pulled me away from his neck.

"You don't play Fair Sugar" he said Pulling his cock out and then giving me a hard thrust in. I gasped, he smirked "Where is the shower" he asked. I couldn't talk from the sensation he was giving me and pointed with my finger. He put my hands back around his neck and lifted me off the counter and carried me into the shower.

An hour later, I was exhausted and tired ready to sleep. Brett had cleaned me after our tryst in the shower and now he was wrapping me in a big soft fluffy towel, My eyes where shutting from my sleep and I leaned onto him as he dried himself and tied a towel around his waist. He carried me into the bedroom and laid me on the bed, he gently removed my towel and covered me with the blanket, I was too sleepy to realize, that I was going to bed naked and just curled myself closing my eyes and welcoming sleep.

Brett Dicamillio

I switched off the lights, removed my towel and got in bed under the blanket and pulled her towards me. She mumbled something before moving her head onto my chest and holding me around my waist. I sighed contently. She was mine, no matter how fast the relation goes, her fate is tied to me. "Mine" I said sqeezing her once more before I fell into a deep sleep.