A New Perspective

Chapter Fifteen - Spring Time

It seemed waking up was harder than normal, my whole body ached I had the worst headache and somehow I still felt exhausted like I had barely sleep a wink. Opening my eyes only to find beautiful silver blue orbs looking back at me, my heart was pounding and my mouth instantly shut. I'd hate for him to smell my horrid morning breath.

"Wow... Stalkerish of you." I mutter trying to stretch my sore limbs, his laugh echoed throughout the room causing a smile to form. "I'm sorry, You just snore so loud... Had to make sure you didn't inhale anything." Both of our laughter mixed as I tried hitting him only to have him trap both my hands in his one once again. "You're an ass." I muttered sending him a glare as I tried to unsuccessfully wiggle my way out of his hold.

"Mmm.... Speaking of asses." His voice was husky and his eyes filled with lust, smiling I wrap my legs around his waist  pulling him tighter to me. I could already feel his hard member pressing against my core begging for entrance.

"Mmm, Brendon..." My soft moans seemed to encourage him as I felt his lips claim mine as he slowly entered me, tugging on my hands trying to get them from his grip only failed to frustrate me more. His slow thrusting was teasing as his tongue battled for dominance with mine, seeing I wasn't going to give in easily he released my hands and gripped my hips as he buried himself deeper and deeper with each thrust. The pleasure he was giving was intense and his kisses were intoxicating, all I wanted was more.

"I want you to ride me." He muttered against my lips before picking me up and turning us over. Sitting on top of him looking down to see the hunger in his blue eyes made me wetter than before, his hands explored every inch of my body as we began creating a sensational rhythm. The headboard banging against the wall and our moans filled the room, our climaxes were only a breath away.

"Fuck, baby... I'm gonna blow." His words were strained like he was trying to hold back, I gripped his chest and rode him faster causing my own high to come faster. We both held on to each other as we came, breathless and even more tired than before. Groaning I look over to see him looking up smiling to himself.

"Care to share?" He looked over at me and snuggled into my side. "I'm exhausted." He mumbled pulling the covers back over us, I just nodded and closed my eyes getting comfortable.

Waking up again this time seemed a little bit easier except my muscles and lower half were even more sore, looking over at the clock it was now one in the afternoon. Sighing I decided it was time to start the day, walking around the room I picked his white tee off the floor and put it on.

"I love seeing you wear my clothes." He said coming up wrapping his arms around my waist placing light feather kisses on my neck. "Well good, because you're not getting it back." I say turning in his arms giving him a quick peck on the lips before heading to the kitchen to get something to drink.

"I'll make us some lunch." At the mention of food I could feel my stomach growling, after all those adult activities I was famished. Just as I turned the corner into the living room my hunger was completely forgotten, she had a sinister smile that knew she was about to cause hell.

"Well you two had quite the morning... Hmm?" Glancing back Brendon's face was horrified and shock.  "Yeah, it was amazing too." I spat sending her a glare of my own.  "I remember very well... Brendon did always know how to make a girl scream." Chuckling I nodded my head in agreement. "That is very true, Brandie. He is even better now than the last time you had a ride." I finished off by sending her a wink, her demeanor went from calm to angry; oh how I wanted to piss her off more. Glancing to my right Brendon's posture was stiff but he had a smug smile on his face.  "My name is not Brandie! It's Brooke, you tramp!" She stood from the couch fuming, Brendon stepped slightly in front of me to where she couldn't get close to me but still see me. "It doesn't matter what you're name is. What the hell are you doing in my house and how the fuck did you even get in?!" His booming voice made us both jump in place, she looked around trying to gather herself.  "Oh really, you're going to play innocent in front of your side chick?" She glanced over to me laughing, shaking her head.  "He's a real good liar, I go out of town and come home to find my fiancée in bed with another little girl and he tries to act innocent!" Her laughter became a full show of hysteria, it was kinda nerve racking.  "Bull shit, Brooke! You're such a god damn liar! You left for two years, you left and never contacted me until last night; therefore that means we were through the moment you stepped into that plane. I'm not your fiancée and I truly do thank god for that." The hurt was clear in his voice, he may have thought he was over it but the wounds are still as fresh as the day she left, feeling like I shouldn't be here anymore I made my way back into the bedroom to change.