The Mishap

Chapter Nine

Before I can comprehend what is happening, Case pulls away. I reach up to touch my lips as he steps back, gripping his hair.
“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have-”
Letting caution fly out the window, I ignore his dilemma and grab the back of his neck, pulling his lips against mine once more, but he quickly pushes me away. 
“I...I can’t. You’re with my sis-”
I cut him off, impatient to feel his heat against me once more. “No, I’m not. It’s all a lie. We’re not really together.”
"Seriously?" With a smile, I nod my head as he studies my eyes with intensity.
“Fuck!” His lips meet mine once again and his hands shakingly find my waistline, gripping hard.
Only a moment passes before he pulls away once again. “Wait! So does this mean your not-”
“No. I’m not gay." Now shut up and kiss me already!”

He doesn’t waste time. Once his hands find my waist again, he lifts me onto the back of the couch closest to us. I tilt my hips forward, a barely audible moan escaping between our mouths as I feel perfect pressure against my most soft and sensitive parts.
In response, Case grabs my hips, pulling me against him hard. 
“Why, Liz, why are you so wet?” Case jokes.
I’m too desperate for the prize to play along well. “Speaking of wet, I guess we should get out of these clothes.” I bit my lip, looking at him through my lashes and hoping I’m not too forward.
His eyes go wide. I watch his Adam’s apple bob and him blink once before he surprises me by lifting me over his shoulder. 
I playfully scream and pound at his back as he walks us down the hallway. Once in his room, he kicks the door shut and gently places me down, causing my shirt to ride up slightly. 
His thumbs find the bare skin of my waist and make circles as we stare into each other’s eyes, silently communicating what each of us wants.
I want to assure Case that I’m not with his sister. I want to assure him that he is what I want.
I cross my arms over each other, grabbing the base of my shirt. I quickly pull it off over my head and let it fall to the floor with a wet fwap. I drag his left hand over my right lace-covered breast and step into him.
“I want this.” I whisper as I try to look into both his eyes at once.
I lightly drag my lips across his. He tries to capture my mouth with his own but I’m not done speaking. I want to get the thoughts I’ve buried deep down off my chest.
“I’ve wanted this for a while. Longer than you probably realize. I just-” I kiss his jaw. “...never knew you wanted it too.”
His hands leave my body, rising to my face and they brush my hair back. Case pulls my chin upwards as he leans back, making sure I really see him.
“I’m fairly certain you are, and have always been, the girl of my dreams. I can barely believe this is real. I’ve waited for this moment for so long...part of me feels like I must be dreaming.”
His words are a surprise to me. How could I be anyone’s dream girl? I wanted him before, but now it’s different. I don’t want to rush this. I want to really be with Case.
I step forward, leaning up on my tiptoes and gently kiss him once...twice...three times before locking our lips together. 
I find the bottom of his shirt and let my hands roam underneath, feeling bulges of muscle.
Eventually he grabs my wrists, steps back to pull off his shirt, and comes back to me in one fluid motion.
The feel of his skin against mine makes me greedy. I want more. 
I push him gently to turn his back to his bed and push him down onto it. Stepping back, I slowly unbutton my pants and flick my eyes up to his before pulling them down.
It feels good to remove the wet fabric, but I suddenly find myself shivering.
“Are you cold?” Case asks, concerned.
“Only a little. I’m more nervous than anything.” I jitter.
“We don’t have to…” he waves at the bed. “you know.”
“I want to!” I shout out a little too quickly and watch him smirk. “I...It’s just been a while.”
Case stands up and approaches me once more. He runs his hands over my skin, causing my eyes to close and enjoy the small warmth.
“We can take it slow.” 
He kisses my neck, causing my head to arch to the side. He continues kissing down my neck and I forget where his hands are until one cups my flower, causing me to jump slightly. 
“Ah!” 
A laugh rumbles in his chest.
“Is that what you want?”
“Mmm.” I can’t get myself to vocalize but Case must understand.
He pushes a thick finger between my petals and I fight the urge to rub against it.
Needing more, my hands leave his biceps and scramble for the button on his jeans. After fighting to open my treasure for some time, Case takes over. 
I almost want to laugh when I see his boxers have calendars on it.
“Who’s wearing days of the week underwear now?” I giggle.
“Guess I was feeling nostalgic.” He shrugs before stepping back towards me.
Out of his jeans, Case’s length stands at attention and rubs against my tummy when he pulls me into him.
It’s all my mind can think about, so I make the first true move.
I let my finger trail along the outside of his v-line, slowly making its way to the hem of his boxers. Once there, I pause, realizing he has paused too. 
His face communicates all I need to know. He hasn’t paused out of concern, but need.
I grip the edge of his boxers, and slowly pull them down, just enough to see the glistening tip of Case’s manhood. After fully releasing it, and letting it stand at attention, I’m surprised at my body’s reaction. My mouth waters as I think of what it would feel like to take him in my mouth.
I palm his length, loving the feel of his soft skin and the fact that my simple touch causes Case to roll his head back.
While he is not watching me, I lower myself onto my knees and quickly suck on his tip, letting it go with a “pop”.
As he looks down at me, his eyes glazed over, he runs his hand through my hair.
Neither of us speak. We don’t need to.
I resume my original mission and let my tongue glide up his length before taking him fully into my mouth. 
Case’s hand lightly intertwines with my hair as I move up and down his cock.
A small amount of time passes before Case speaks, albeit with a small struggle. “Liz...Liz. If you don’t stop I’m gonna cum. Fuck! I don’t want to go yet.”
I release Case. He looks twice as large as when we started and I gulp in response.
“Sorry, I’m just not ready for this to be over that quickly.”
“So I’m assuming it was good?” I ask a little concerned he wanted to stop for another reason.
“You’re joking, right?” He helps me stand up again. 
As my hands slide up his chiseled chest, Case’s breath hitches. The tingling and heat between my legs is intense and makes me squirm.
I catch Case smirking.
“What’s wrong Lizard?”
“Don’t call me that!” I go to bat at his chest, but Case catches my wrist in midair.
“Why not? You seem to have quite the control of your tongue.” Case’s nose is nearly touching mine and he jerks forward, catching my lips in a kiss. 
Case maneuvers my arm around my back, where I can’t use it and expertly unsnaps my bra with his other hand. I lean back, nearly laughing at his proud look.
“All you had to do was ask.”
I step back, him reluctantly releasing my wrist. 
Keeping my eyes on him, I slowly remove my hot-pink, lace bra and let it fall to the floor. To keep from assessing his expressions too much, I continue downward and step out of my matching panties.
“Fuck, what are you doing to me?”
“Language!” I yell at him, my distaste for swear words surfacing.
His reverberating laughter makes me tingle and I step closer to him out of peer need for his touch. 
Case has a devious look which makes me hesitate for a moment. 
He takes the last step, pulling me into him and leans forward, placing his cheek on mine. His right hand slides up my waist to cup my breast, flicking the nipple along its path. 
Quietly, he whispers into my ear, his breath hot against my skin, “I bet I can make you swear.”
“Is that so?” I smile as seductively as I can manage.
“Mmhmm.” Case touches his nose to mine and walks me backward, never breaking eye contact.
When my knees hit the back of his bed, he lets me fall into his mess of blankets. From this new angle, his manhood looks larger than ever. I rub my legs together, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside me.
“Case…” I breathe out.
“Use your words.” Case jokes.
I whine and he lowers himself to the floor, pulling me by the legs until I’m at the edge of the bed. “Is this what you want?”
He slides the pad of his thumb along my wetness, causing me to fall back on my elbows with a moan. Wanting him so bad has me super sensitive.
“You are so wet and now you can’t blame it on the clothes.” 
Before I can respond I feel his mouth against me. There are stars behind my eyelids as I take in every movement and suck his mouth makes. It is utter bliss and after a few minutes I’m nearly on the edge. When I feel a finger slide into me, I lose control and grip the blankets as my muscles spasm.
I’m slightly embarrassed I cum so fast. Is this how a male feels when he doesn’t last? When I’m done riding out my orgasm, Case lifts his head, watching me catch my breath.
“That good?” He raises an eyebrow smugly.
“Case.” I whine. “I need you. Please.”
He doesn’t speak as he crawls over my body. I back up, so my head lays against his pillows and the smell of his shower gel surrounds me.
Case trails slow kisses from my navel to between my breasts, catching my eyes every so often. He takes his time worshiping each of my breasts until I complain.
“Case. Please.”
“Impatient, are we?” He laughs, meeting my lips with his own. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“More than anything.”
“Let me get a condom.”
Case leans over me, stretching his arm to reach inside his nightstand. I can feel his length rest against me. My body tells me what it wants but I hold off, knowing the condom is necessary.
Case spreads my legs as he sits up slightly and rolls the condom on. As he rubs the tip of himself into my folds to find my center, I can’t think of a better feeling. But then he pushes and fills me up. It is like heaven on earth and my back arches in response. 
He starts off slow, but the longer we go at it, the more urgent we get.
I eventually end up on top, riding him to my heart’s desire. 
I’m almost there when Case takes a hold of my hips and pounds into me from below. 
My body lets loose the largest orgasm of my life, causing me to feel like I’m having a seizure. 
However, Case doesn’t let up as my orgasm racks through me and then it happens.
“Fu-u-u-u-u-u-u-ck!” I scream, my voice hitching each time his skin meets my own.
Case reaches his own climax shortly after.
I get off the top of him and he gets up to discard the condom. When he settles back into bed, I cuddle into his chest.
"Mmm, I told you that I could make you swear."
He chuckles and kisses my temple.
The only thing I can manage is an eye roll.

For sometime afterward, we lay wrapped up in each other’s arms. I accuse Case of falling asleep multiple times, but he just grunts at me that he is awake. I’m so happy, I swear my heart is going to burst.
But will this upset Brandi?