Wicked Games

Loft Music

I blow up an air mattress in the living room and somehow Brandon sleeps through the noise. I go to the bathroom to quickly change. I silently curse myself because all I brought to wear to bed was skimpy bralette and tiny shorts. I had no idea he was going to get so drunk and pass out on the couch. I walk back into the living room and find Brandon sleeping softly. As I approach the air mattress his eyes flutter open and land on me.

"Hey... what happened?" He asks sleepily.

"You got pretty drunk, so we all thought it be best for you to stay over and not attempt to Uber home" I reply while trying to cover up myself.

His eyes land on me and they widen as they take in my lack of clothing.

I nervously try and break the silence, "Um, you can take the couch since it's more comfortable" I squeak out.

Brandon looks me up and down one more time before standing and replying "No, if the couch is more comfortable, then you should definitely take it"

"No, really it's okay"

"No, I insist--"

"No--"

Suddenly Brandon reaches out and grabs my sides tickling them frantically. His touch sends electricity right through me, but at the same time I can't help but laugh.

"Brandon, stop!" I manage to say between laughs.

"Say you'll take the couch and I will" He smirks.

"Never!" I reply with a smile.

I try and tickle him back but we end up tangling our arms and then our feet. We end up falling on the air mattress together, luckily Brandon breaks my fall. And by breaks my fall, I mean I end up straddling him while he lands laying on his back. I freeze for a second realizing what position we are in. We lock eyes and the only thing to snap me out of it, is the feeling of him harding underneath me.

I try and get off of him while apologizing, but he sits up and grabs my hips, keeping me in place. His gaze is so intense I try and look away when he says,

"Truth or Dare, Izzie?"

I just stare in his eyes, not comprehending what he said to me, just intoxicated because of how close I am to him.

"Iz.. answer the question... Truth or Dare?" his whispers.

"Truth" I barely squeak out.

"Do you want to get off of me right now?" he asks as he leans in and gently brushes his lips right underneath my ear.

I shiver as he leans back to look in my eyes.

"No..." I reply softly.

As soon as the words leave my lips, he moves a hand up and tangles it in my hair and brings his mouth to mine. He kisses me frantically and it has to be the hottest kiss I've ever had. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him as close to my body as possible. His kisses become slow and sensual as he lets his hands start to roam over my ass. Heat begins to explode throughout my body and I unconsciously start to grind my hips down on him. I can already feel the wetness pooling between my legs.

"Iz--" Brandon lets out between kisses.

"Yes?" I reply breathing heavily.

He doesn't say anything, but he grips my hips tighter, stopping my movements on him. He continues to kiss be slowly, moving down to my neck and collarbone. I let out a small moan as he hits that spot right below my ear again. This is agony. I want him. I want more. I need him to touch me. I try to rock my hips again for some friction, but he won't let me budge. So I come up with a new idea.

"Truth or Dare, Brandon" I smile.

He pulls away from my neck and sees my wicked smile and replies, "Dare, baby girl, Dare".

"Touch me....please?" I whisper.

The shock on Brandon's face is enough to make him let go of his grip on my hips and I immediately take advantage and begin rocking on top of him. He instantly hardens underneath me.

He lets out a low growl, "Where?"he asks.

"Anywhere" I moan out.

This is getting to be too much. I need to feel his hands on me. I reach down and place one of my hands over his and place it on my midsection. Now he can pick whether he moves it up or down. I internally am patting myself on the back.

He glides his hand up my stomach til he reaches my breasts. He gently runs his finger tips over each one, causing my nipples to harden instantly. I begin to rock myself faster on his lap. He growls in my ear and continues kissing my neck. He gently pulls down my lace bralette, allowing my breasts to spill out. He hisses out a breath as he takes them in.

"God, Izzie. You are perfection."

I moan in response. I can't form a coherent sentence. He starts to palm one of my breasts and is about to put my nipple in his mouth when we hear Alex's door open upstairs.

We both freeze in place. We hear her start to walk down the hall towards the stairs and it takes a second to snap into action. I jump off of Brandon and pull my bralette back up and quickly grab one of the blankets that Alex gave me and sit on the couch. Brandon sits up on the air mattress with his back against the couch and a blanket covering his lap. He bends his knees towards his chest to hide his obvious erection.

He's gonna have the worst blue balls.

Alex descends the stairs just as I turn the tv on.

"Oh good, I wanted to see if you wanted to watch a movie!" She exclaims. "Brandon, I thought you were gonna be passed out the entire night" she laughs as she sees Brandon wide awake.

"Uh yeah me too but I suddenly got some energy" he says nervously.

"Well what do you guys wanna watch?" Alex asks as she sits down next to me on the couch.

"You guys pick, I'm gonna go to the bathroom quick..." Brandon says as he jumps up and waddles to the bathroom.

"What's with him?" Alex says while turning to me.

The minute her eyes land on my face they then dart to my neck where I'm sure Brandon left a mark. Dammit.

"Omg I totally interrupted you two... you two hooking up?! Oh jeez should I go upstairs? How was it? Is that why he's walking funny to the bathroom? Oh. My. God—"

"ALEX!" I interrupt her.

"What, why do you not look happy right now?"

"Cause he has a girlfriend and I just made him cheat. Fuck. I'm awful."

Alex wraps me in a quick hug, "Izzie, I know you feel bad but that's his business. He's clearly into you. I mean he probably got so "drunk" that he had to stay over because he knew you were sleeping over too. He wants you."

"It doesn't matter what he wants. He has a girlfriend."

"Do you want me to leave so you two can talk?"

"No, I'm too mad at myself right now. Please stay. Let's watch movies until we all fall asleep."

"Okay, Izzie."

Just then Brandon comes out of the bathroom. He walks smoothly back to the air mattress and I noticed that his erection is gone.

"So guys... what did you pick?" He asks sweetly.

We spend the rest of the night watching random chick flicks and we all fall asleep during the second one. We wake up the next morning and Brandon decides to go home right away to shower. He hasn't said anything to me since last night, but that's okay. I'm still pissed at myself and a little at him. I mean even if he plans on leaving his girlfriend, he still just cheated on her. I gather my things and say goodbye to Alex.

Work on Monday should be sooo fun....