In His Arms

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"I'm such a moron. I'm truly sorry Eddy." Eddy shook his head. "Damn man, I didn't know you carried that power in you." Brett caught up with us just as we exited the Chemist warehouse where we bought instant ice packs. Realizing that Eddy and I actually knew each other, Brett immediately calmed down.

"What a small world! I didn't know you two know each other?" Brett asked incredulously. "But she's new here. How did you guys meet each other? I was just about to introduce you two. Eddy's my partner and Nicole is the knew PT I was seeing with Peter."

"I think Nathan is dating her friend." Eddy answered nonchalantly, not offering anymore info. We all walked back to the club, their friends cheering as they saw Brett and Eddy together again.

For an INTP who scored 100 in introversion, my social life for the past few days have skyrocketed.

Eddy and I got coffee a couple of times more while Brett still stops by my house frequently to practice violin. I stopped asking why he was there constantly, I do enjoy his company so why bother.

Brett and I were at the till at the grocery one day when he pulled out his wallet.

'Excuse me, Brett Yang? What do you think you're doing paying for MY groceries?' I asked him.

'I eat at your place a lot. You cook for me. The least I can do is pay for our groceries.'

'I don't cook for you!! I cook for myself and you eat my food!'

"That's the point! Then, it's our food. Right ma'am?" He asked winking at the old lady manning the till. OMG. He's such a flirt. Even the senior citizen lady doesn't have a chance.

"Yes honey, go let your boyfriend pay for it. It's good training."

Brett flashed me an obnoxious smile while wiggling his eyebrows.

I huffed at both of them before dramatically placing the box of tampons with the rest of my stuff.  "Are you paying for my TAMPONS too, Brett?"

He choked until we were all red from laughing.

And yeah. He did pay for my tampons as well.

Brett was driving us home when I saw the Sydney Opera House again.

"Hey Brett, you're from Brisbane, right?"

"Uh huh"

"How long are you staying here in Sydney?"

"Not long actually, just a week more before we leave for our world tour. Then Eddy and I will come back straight to Brisbane."

I felt my heart crack a bit. I have quite grown accustomed to Brett being around me.

He reached for my hand and stayed that way until we got home. His thumb tenderly rubbing the back of my hand. I pulled my hand away as soon as the car stopped.

He pulled it back. I looked at him questioningly. I was trying to hold my emotions inside until I saw him studying my face.

A traitor tear fell from my eye. He wiped it off with his other hand before pulling me in for a chaste kiss on the lips.

"I'm just gonna miss you. I'm sorry." I told him.

"I already miss you everyday. Why do you think I always barge in here daily ?"

As if my face wasn't busy enough smiling and crying at the same time, my face even became busier when Brett pulled me in for another, less chaste kiss.

"Let's take this inside before your neighbors complain us."

I unlocked my frontdoor, my fingers trembling. From nervousness? From excitement? Who knows anymore.

"Where's your bedroom?" I walked ahead of him, leading him inside.

Panic rushed over me, I did a quick scan of my room to check if it's at least presentable. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.

Fuck, what do I do? Why is this so awkward?

He turned me around and held my chin up and lightly kissed me. All apprehension left me. The longer we kissed, the desire grew bigger. He lowered me back onto my pillows and plushies that littered my bed.

I ran my hands through his hair. I peppered his whole face with kisses before he finally travelled down tasting the rest of my body.

He stood up for a second to remove his glasses and shirt and went on to undress the shirt and bra that I had on. We continued on kissing while he expertly undid my shorts and slid it off and started back up for my underwear.

I suddenly felt too exposed. What if I'm too loose now? Will he know? Have I accommodated Eddy far too many times? His finger slipped inside of me and all thoughts of Eddy have vanished. I was here, with this guy, pleasuring me in the most sensual way.

Gently, he positioned himself over me and his fingers were replaced with something more satisfying. I held him greedily, wanting to feel every inch of his skin against mine while he slid in and out of me. My desire crept higher and higher, I can no longer hold back.

We wrestled until he was on his back. I straddled him. He lifted his body up putting one of my breasts in his mouth.

"Ease down on me, babe"

I grabbed on to the back of his head while I lowered myself to him. I hovered for a moment over him while he rubbed the head against my entrance, just this almost sent me over. He held on to my hips and urging me to finally engulf him.

"Oh my God, Brett, fuck."

"Yeah. Fuck. Oh my God. So wet." His hands on my hips guiding me,  swinging back and forth to the rhythm of some unheard music.

"Brett, I think I'm gonna come. Brett..."

He lies down and pulls me down with him. "Not yet, Babe. Don't."

He spreads his legs wide, cradling me in between. Him, still inside of me. I crawl down, leaving a wet trail on his abdomen until I reached his manhood.

Slowly but deliberately, I lick him from base to tip.
He propped himself on his elbows and groaned as he watched me take him in my mouth. He gently rocked his pelvis against my mouth, like waves in a calm sea.

"That feels so good baby but I dont want to come in your mouth yet. I need to be in you again."

Soon, my back was on the bed again. His knee sliding between mine. He rubs my flesh with his leg while he leaves wet trails of licks from my lips to my neck, and a bite from the nook where my neck meets my body.

"Fuck me Brett." I moaned.

"No baby, I'll make love to you."

I turned around to position myself on my knees but he stopped me. "I want to see your face when I make you come for the first time."

And with my legs tightly wrapped around his waist while I squeezed all that he's got to offer, we groaned while he thrusts his final strokes in me. Never knowing if he looked at me or not as my neck and back arched and my eyes rolled as I surrendered to my orgasm.