Our Secret Dream

The Overnighter

It's been minutes since Chris fled his own bedroom and neither Bryan or I have said a word. I still have Chris's shirt in my hands. I take a deep breath and try to control my breathing and way wood thoughts. Once I start to feel the control coming back to me I pull myself away from Bryan. Bringing some much-needed space between us. Being so close to him made me loose my train of thought and I needed to have some sort of clear head around this man. He was all consuming and if I didn't try I would let him consume me in every way possible. 

Bryan: So kitten, the shirt? 

Skylar: Chris gave it to me to sleep in.

Bryan: And why would you need something to sleep in?

Skylar: Quinn, she went home with some guy and said I either pull an all-nighter someplace or find a place to stay. Chris and Tyler were with me when I got the message and said I could sleep in here.

I'm nervous it's one thing being in LA and at a party with Bryan and a whole new thing when I am sleeping under the same roof in his brothers bed. This whole night has been a whirlwind, as epic as it has been to spend my first night in LA with Bryan I am a little overwhelmed and very unprepared. 

Bryan: I see, why didn't you come and find me. I would have offered you the same though you'd have to share my bed. 

He's teasing me now but I also trace the seriousness in his voice. The typical Bryan Williams drop your knickers smile is plastered over his face, making my hear race even faster. To stop here in the same room as Bryan would be risky not to mention hot as hell.  

Skylar: Good to know, I wasn't sure if that's what was happening here. Besides I have more than just Chris's bed to thank him and Tyler for tonight.

I walk over to the bed and sit down. Watching Bryan move across the room to squat in front of me. Interest and concern written over his face. I wish I could understand what he was thinking, he is so flipping good at hiding everything. 

Bryan: What do you mean by that? Has someone tried something with you? 

I can tell even the thought of someone else trying anything or touching me makes him feel physically sick and angry. His pupils have dilated giving me an indication to how he's feeling. This was something I noticed from his live streams whenever he changed his persona from Bryan to Daddy this would happen. Protectiveness and Dominance two of things that attracted me to him. 

Skylar: They just kept me company most of the night and then helped me get Tristan of my back. I told them that I can only dodge someone for so long before my inner brat comes out, Chris seemed to like that idea.

I laugh and Bryan's face lights up with amusement. His anger starting to subside and loosen up. 

Skylar: I'm fine B, you don't have to worry about me. You don't need to protect me. 

He leans into my touch for the briefest of moments and then crashes his mouth against mine, sucking all the air out of my lungs. His tongue demanding entry into my mouth. I open for him and pull against his shirt. I want to get rid of all the distance between us. I lie back onto the bed and Bryan crawls up until he is on top of me. His hands rubbing my skin from the hip to my breasts. My back arches instinctively trying to close the distance even more. We are both becoming more and more lost in the moment and each and every movement. 

We need this too slow down, we can't sleep together tonight. It's too soon, not to mention this is his younger brothers bed. I push against his chest and break away from the delicious torment of his mouth. We need to hit pause on this. I have way too many questions in my head to think straight and I actually need to get some sleep. 

Skylar: We can't have sex now, especially in your brothers bed. 

Bryan: Your right a lot has happened tonight and we don't want to rush into anything. Beside I don't have all my toys with me. 

Bryan gets of the bed and walks into the adjoining bathroom. While I have time I quickly get changed out of my dress and into the shirt. I place my dress across the back of a chair and neatly put my heels beneath it. I look in the mirror and note that the shirt is only just covering my ass. I am just climbing into bed when Bryan re-enters the room. He stops almost immediately, his eyes scanning my body, taking in every small detail. 

Skylar: So I guess you'll be leaving now? 

Bryan: I can leave if you want me to baby girl or I can stay here and we can talk and cuddle? 

Skylar: Talking and cuddles sound great. 

I swipe open my phone and snap a quick picture, typing out a caption for my blog. I can see movement from behind my phone but I am too focused on my post to notice. Once finished I lock my phone and place it on the bedside table.

Skylar: You sure you don't want to get back out there to the party? I am sure you could find some other girl to have fun with. Someone who doesn't just want to just cuddle and sleep.

Bryan smiles and walks over to the bedroom door locking it and then strips down to his boxers. His shirt still in his hands when he climbs under the covers. He's so close to me that I can feel the heat radiating from his skin onto mine. He's watching me, I'd love to know what's going on inside his head. I bring my eyes up to meet his. Searching for answers in his eyes, answers to questions I don't know yet. 

Without breaking eye contact, he offers his shirt to me, without hesitation I take it from him, I bring it up to my chest. High enough to smell him without B noticing and making fun of me. B breaks eye contact first, looking to the side of the bed. I use the opportunity to slip out of the shirt Chris gave me and into B's. The smell of him coating my skin, I inhale deeply again. This time I can see Bryan watching me, I don't try to hide it. I want him to know just what I am thinking. 

Putting his phone back down on the bedside table, he slides down deeper into the bed, stretching his arm under my set of pillows. Accepting the invitation I snuggle down into the bed, making sure I bring myself closer to him and rest my head on his arm. 

We spent the next hour or two just talking about anything and everything. What I had planned for the summer and why'd I'd decided to come to LA. All the generic and simple questions you'd ask on a first date. Not that this was our first date or if we would ever date. I'm not sure when it happened but at some point I fell asleep in his arms. Listening to his steady heartbeat.