“Remember what you did to him?” I asked.
“What are you playing at?” he asked.
“His right eye was swollen for a whole week thanks to you.”
“He got what he deserved.”
“Did he really deserve to have his lights knocked out?”
He laughed a little, relaxing. The mood settled. It was hard to stay mad when we were reminiscing about the past. There were more good times than bad. That summer we spent together was a pretty good one. Well, it had been, up until the end.
“He shouldn’t have tried to touch you,” he said. And seven years later he was still beating guys up for me.
“What would I do without you. My knight in shining armor,” I said. He laughed again. I probably would have ended up punching Tommy in the face myself. The details were a little fuzzy by now but it wasn’t even that serious. He didn’t back me into a corner and try to overpower me or anything. He just sidled up to me and started getting a little too close, then refused to back up when I told him to get away from me.
Really, I could have handled it myself but it was nice to know I had someone like Charlie there. It was a pretty chivalrous move, even though I didn’t like violence. I looked at the man Charlie had become, sitting next to me in the limo. We were closer together than I thought we were. Had one of us moved? Our legs were touching. When I looked up again, his hand had come up. I flinched back.
“Whoa, relax,” he said, laughing.
“You just startled me,” I said, shifting in my seat. We moved even closer together, that time on purpose. We were alone for the second time that night but this time I wasn’t trying to get him to leave me alone. I felt like we had gone through the whole range of emotions together and now all that was left was the one we hadn’t addressed yet.
“I'm sorry,” he said. His hand moved my face up to look at him. “Tommy never should have touched you.”
“It’s okay. You socked him in the face before he really could,” I said.
“He wasn’t fit to touch an angel,” he said. Angel. That was what he used to call me. I felt my cheeks get hot. It used to make me giddy in the past and it still worked. He leaned in. I knew what he was going to do. I knew that if I asked him to stop, he would.
Suddenly, his lips were on mine and all bets were off.
My whole body responded. I grabbed for whatever part of him I could touch. I pulled him in by the lapels of his jacket. We kissed and we were back to seven years ago. It was as hot and passionate as the first time it happened, even hotter because it had all the pent up tension of the hours we had spent together tonight. We had crashed back into each other’s lives with seven years’ worth of pent up emotion. Guess this was the easiest way to get it out.
I started pulling his jacket off. He broke the kiss and pulled it off himself, almost ripping it in the process. He reached for me and pulled me into his lap. Thank god I wore a skirt today, it was like I knew that I was going to be hooking up in a limousine with my crush from seven years ago.
“Wait,” I said, unmounting him.
“What?” he asked, breathless. Oh, no, it wasn’t that I wanted to stop. I shimmied out of my underwear. He helped me back into his lap. I worked on his belt and the button of his pants. I could feel him getting hard through them already. I ground my hips against him. He groaned, holding me down.
“Babe, I don’t have a condom. Are you sure?”
I was sure seven years ago and I was sure now.
9
Charles
I never forgot the way she felt. She drove me crazy then but damn if it wasn’t worse now. That time we were together seven years ago had been masturbation fuel for me for years now. She was inexperienced at the time, a little nervous, maybe even scared but nothing could have made that night better. I remembered everything, the way her skin felt under my hands, the way she sighed and moaned. I wanted to make that the best night of her life.
I kissed her like she was going to disappear. Our clothes were still mostly on but everything that needed to get out of the way was out of the way. My cock brushed against her folds. I held her down against me and rocked back and forth. She reached a hand down between us and guided my cock inside her. I sighed, closing my eyes as she engulfed me. I had to stop. There was no condom and the woman I had fantasized about for the last seven years was on top of me. I didn’t want to embarrass myself. I kissed her slowly, running my hands over those insane curves. I wished she wasn’t wearing her clothes.
I was crazy about her body then. Now, she was even more sensual. She was more assured of what she wanted and the effect that she had on people and it was sexy as hell. I felt my cock throb inside her. She ground her hips, I had to keep her from moving too fast. She was tight and hot clenched around me.
“You feel so good angel,” I told her. She giggled.
“Then fuck me.” I could have blown my load right there. She was so sexy I didn’t know if I could get any stiffer than I already was. I thrust up into her as she rode my cock. We found our rhythm fast. She bit her lip, trying not to moan. I wanted to watch her. I wanted to remember this for as long as I lived. Her eyes were closed the skin between her brows was pinched.
“Does that feel good, babe?” I asked. She didn’t reply, just kept moving, moaning and driving me insane. I needed her to come tonight. She wasn’t leaving this limo until she had climaxed. I dropped a hand to her clit and brushed her gently. She grabbed my hand, guiding it exactly where she wanted me to touch her. I watched, transfixed as she rode me, using my hand to get herself off. I didn’t want to come until she had but she wasn’t making it easy for me.
Suddenly she yelped, collapsing into me, shuddering violently. I gripped her hips and fucked her with everything I had, crashing into my own orgasm. I closed my eyes. I waited for my heart to stop pounding so hard. Everything slowed down. Reality slowly shifted back into place. I held Brenna and felt her breathing normalize. Neither of us moved. I ran my hand over her back, just to touch her, no reason really. This was it. This was what I wanted from the start. Brenna Andrews in my arms. She was back in my life and fuck if I was going to let her out of it again. I cleared my throat.