Our Secret Dream

Spot Light Party - Part 1

It's been a week since the beach party and my time with Bryan at the beach. It was really sweet just sitting on the beach with Bryan, reclaiming the place back in my life as something positive and happy instead of it being associated with my assault. Tristan has decided to hold a 'Spot Light' party at the house tonight so it means we all have to attend. Thankfully the bruises on my hip have finally faded and I feel confident in my own skin again. I don't flinch or jump when someone other than Bryan or Chris hug me.

Bryan and Chris have stopped asking me if I am okay every five minutes and it finally feels like things are back to normal. Bryan and I have still yet to have sex but I plan on changing all that tonight. It's not like we haven't wanted to or been close it just seems like something has gotten in the way for us every time. Tonight with everyone being distracted and doing their own thing we will have nothing in our way to distract or prevent us. I really care for Bryan and having sex would just be another thing that will bring us closer together and bring more intimacy into our relationship.

If you didn't already know a Spot Light Party is when you use colour coded cups to highlight what people are looking for, making it easy to know what people want from the party

Red = In a relationship

Pink = Single

Green = Down To Fuck / Hook-ups

Purple = Unsure (Not sure what they want)

Blue = It's complicated

I'm in the bathroom getting ready to jump in the shower when there is a knock on the door. I turn on the shower and wrap myself in the towel before unlocking the door to reveal Bryan. I mean it's unlikely to be anyone other than him but I've learned that living in Dream LA with a house full of boys nothing is impossible. Just the other day Chris nearly walked in on me because he didn't knock. Bryan was very annoyed when I told him about it, so was Tyler when I think about it.

Skylar: What's up?

Bryan looks me up and down his eyes dilating, his trail of thought clearing not working. He clearly only had one thing on his mind now and it wasn't anything PG.

Skylar: Bubs?

Bryan: Sorry I can't think about anything else other than what's under the towel.

Skylar: You could come and join me if you want? I was about to have a shower.

Bryan gulps still unable to speak. I grab his shirt and tug him into the bathroom with me. Locking the door behind me.

Skylar: So...did you want to jo-

Before I can finish Bryan has me pinned against the bathroom door. My hands above my head in one of his. His body pressed firmly against mine. Pushing me hard against the door. Our lips centimetres from each other. I tilt my head slightly inviting him to kiss me. Needing his touch. His lips move closer and cover mine. Caressing mine until I open for his tongue. He's both passionate, demanding and giving all in one movement. I arch my back away from the door wanting to feel every inch of him. The biggest sensation is the feeling of the bulge in his pants against my front, making me wetter. Bryan releases my hands and I drop them to his shoulders, tugging at the fabric of his shirt. I pull it over his head while he works on his jeans and boxers. My towel drops to the floor, pooling around our feet.

Our kiss breaks for the briefest of moments before Bryan has me in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist. He carries me into the shower and presses me against the cold wet tiles. I gasp. I can feel him getting even harder against me. I didn't think anyone could be sooo big. We are both panting hard when I lower myself onto him. Trying to take control, it doesn't work though Dominant Bry was here and he set the rules. Gripping on to my waist Bryan sets the pace, thrusting into me deeply. 'Yes Daddy, Just like that.' I moan. With every thrust I meet him with one of my own bringing us both close to our climax. I move my head to the crook of his neck biting down on his collarbone. A low husky growl escapes his lips spearing me on even more. Bryan's head is against my should his lips locked against my skin, sucking, nipping and licking. I already know I am going to have a hickey. 'Princess' is all he whispers between hickey's.