Black

Chapter 11

     After the run back to the car Brody opened my door then got into the other side. I wasn't ready to go home yet. I wanted more of Brody before the end of the night.
     "Are you taking us back?"
     "Hell no. I want more time with you. If that's alright with you?" I didn't want to answer with words, so I leaned over and pressed my lips to his. He pulled away quickly
    "Wait, let me move closer." He slid over to my side of the seat. He held my face again, but this time he placed his lips onto mine slowly and gently. I open my mouth, but he only licks my lip with a swipe. I grab his shoulders and tighten my grip to signal I wanted more force, energy. He says against my lips,
     "Slow." Brody's hands slowly leave my face and make their way down my body. They find the hem of my damp blouse. He lifts it up over my body quickly. I remember I wasn't wearing a bra. I quickly try to cover up my bare chest.
    "Laura don't." I look up at him keeping my hands in place covering my breasts. Brody reaches for my wrists slowly moving my hands away until they were no longer blocking my breasts. His eyes slowly lower down to my exposed area. His breathing hitched.
    "I'm going to touch them, is that okay?"
    "Yes." His hands leave my wrist. He places his hands on my sides and slowly moves them upward. I suck in a deep breath as his hands freeze.
    "You're perfect. No blemishes, just perfect." I was far from perfect. My skin was too pale and my stomach isn't flat like Kinly's. Brody lowered his head to my collar bone and kissed all across each side.
   "Lay back." I was willing to do whatever he said. He kissed lower. All the way down to my navel. He moved his fingers over my breast making me gasp for air. Brody dragged his tongue after each kiss. He bit my left collar bone leaving a bitter sweet sensation I couldn't resist.
   "Fuck!" Making his way back up to my lips he kissed me slowly once more. I wanted his clothes off, just the thought made me cry out quietly. Each time he rubbed my chest my back would arc further off the seat. I ached for more. But I knew we wouldn't get any further. Brody began to slow down. He looked at me, then at the dashboard clock. It was twelve thirty.
    "We should head back now." I shook my head in agreeance even though I wanted to keep going .
    "But before we go put the shirt I bought you on." I grabbed the bag from the back and pulled it over my head. It was a bit baggy, but it didn't matter at all because I loved it.

    The rest of the car ride was quiet. It wasn't awkward, mainly peaceful with his hand resting on my thigh. The playlist began to play 'Black' bringing back memories of earlier.
   "Laura?"
   "Yes."
   "You're the black of the song."