I'm Still Here

Almost Within Reach

Susanna's POV

A delirious laugh slipped past my lips followed by a deep chuckle that made a smile twist along my lips. Lord how I had missed that sound. After a rough start, things had been getting better. The heat from his stare anytime he'd glance to the wings during his show tonight had me squirming and on edge. One thing was for certain, I had missed him body and soul. Sliding my hands down, I slipped them into the back pockets of Brantley's jeans knowing I was thoroughly distracting him as he fumbled to open the door to his hotel room. The strap of my bag slipping off his shoulder.

"Woman," he grunted using his shoulder to push the door open making me slip digging my fingers into his shirt to keep from falling. "You are playing with fire."

"Don't tell me that you are complaining," I teased with a giggle. Spinning around he kicked the door closed with a slamming thud in his hurry. Muttering silky threats that made me hum and whimper at the same time. My feet had barely touched the carpet before B's lips were on mine. Tongues tangling. Teeth gnashing. One of those deeply possessive kisses that rocked you to your core. Like you both were doing your level best to crawl inside each other. Fingers buried in my hair yanking my head back giving him better access.

"Fuck, I have missed you," Brantley murmured breaking the kiss raising his head to look down. I couldn't keep in the moan as his eyes trailed over me. Biting my bottom lip, I gripped then ends of his t-shirt yanking it over his head taking his hat with it. Eyes closed tightly, groaning as I leaned forward kissing my way across his chest undoing his belt before flicking the button on his jeans. Feeling empowered in the fact that once, I had him hanging on by a thread, I eased my hand into the parted denim circling the velvety steel shaft feeling his body tremble. "Dammit Susanna..."

"Hmmm..."I teased coyly looking up at him. Noticing the chair out of the corner of my eye, I raised an eyebrow pointing to it. "Go have a seat baby."

"Huh?" Brantley gasped then growled when I ceased my torturous movements on his dick. I ducked out of his arms with a laugh shoving him forward. Giggling the whole time as he grumbled and stumbled kicking his socks and boots off. He dropped down in the comfy wing back chair leaning back crooking his finger at me. "Come here."

"You aren't running this show," I smirked seeing aroused green eyes narrowing at me. He shrugged sliding his hand into his jeans leaning back making me growl. "Hands off what is mine."

"Then you better stop ya teasing baby girl and come claim it then," he said in a seductive whisper that sent a trembling shiver through my body. Keeping my eyes locked with his, I tugged my shirt over my head then quickly shed my jeans and boots. Saw Brantley's chest heave in anticipation as I stood there in the sheer black lace matching set. Eyes trailing over me making my aching nipples throb just from the heat in his eyes. That right there was the look I had been needing. The one that I had been missing all of our months apart. The look still stating he wanted me more than anything. Biting his lip he shook his head. "If you want any chance of those staying in one piece then lose them as you walk Susanna. Or I'm going to shred them into pieces."

Nodding my head in understanding, I reached back flipping the hooks on the bra taking my time to let it slip down my arms hitting the floor. I stepped closer so turned on the nerves I'd had earlier today about being with him again disappearing. Watched him push his hands down sending his jeans to the floor before resuming his appeared relaxed position. Hard dick standing at full attention begging for me. We both knew we were anything but relaxed.

Stopping in front of Brantley, I turned shaking my hair back over my shoulder trailing my fingers down my sides hooking into the thin straps at my hips before bending over all the way giving my extremely turned on boyfriend a full glistening view of just how much my damp pussy had missed him. Arms wrapped around me with a growl yanking me down into his lap. As he lifted, I pushed my legs up letting out a quiet scream as he impaled me in one deep thrust growling in my ear. That sound always assured to do nothing but make me wetter every time. Judging by the devilish chuckle, he knew it too.