Brandi
I pull up to the townhouse and park my car on the corner. I take a deep breath preparing to face my best friend first time for the first time. It's been a day since J dropped me off. I have been getting my house in order and sorting out projects at work. I'm so lucky Amber picked up the slack when I left, so they are all still on track. I really should give her a raise, I think as I make my way to the door. This a nice place; it seems Carlos isn't doing so badly.
I arrive at the door and press the doorbell. I wait for a couple of minutes but no answer; I know she is home today since she does not work on Sundays. So after waiting another five minutes, I press the bell again and still no answer; I pull out my new phone, which has the same number as my old one, and calls her. after a couple of rings, she finally picks up.<
Brandi I stir suddenly from my sleep, a bit disoriented, as I scanned the dark bedroom. Where am I? The room is unfamiliar. I look down and see his hand around my waist, which brings back memories from before. I came to see him, and we had sex..it was never my intention to see him. I thought I could get him out of my system after Houston, but all I want to do is be wrapped up in his arms whenever I see him. But I have to let him go, today was nice, but today probably won’t happen again. I sigh; it’s not like he’s willing ever to tell Gianna. Shit! What time is it? I’m supposed to meet her at eight. I look around for my phone, oh I left it in his office. I slowly move his hand from my waist and climb out of bed. I grab my shoes by the foot of the bed and turn to leave. I stop and head back to the bed. His face is barely visible in the room, only illuminated by the light streaming in from outside. I lean in and kiss his forehead. “Take care of yourself, M
He glares at me as I grab a chair and put it before him. It's taking every ounce of control not to put a bullet in his head and leave this place, but killing him would be too easy. I take a seat on the chair. “Who paid you to do this? I’ll pay you ten times what they’re giving you” He tries to reason, finally realizing how serious this is. "Ten times?" I ask, pretending to be interested.m "I'll pay you twenty, no thirty times, please.." William starts laughing, which makes me laugh. “You hear that Gio, he’ll pay ten-thirty times.” “I heard him, William; I guess his daddy’s very rich.” “That's right; my father is the mayor, we can give you anything you want. So if you let me…..ahhhhhh” Before he can finish, I shoot him in his left leg again. He howls in pain as I put my gun back in my waist. “I could buy and sell you a
I size him up as he approaches me—he is around 6,5, muscular, and certainly attractive. The bitter taste of jealousy settles over me as he reaches out to me for a handshake. I take his hand and shake it, squeezing it harder than usual, but his face remains relaxed. “Good Morning, Mr.Caputo, I hope I’m not imposing, but when Brandi told me she was cooking, I had to show up. I love her cooking as much as I love her....” He stops and smiles. As much as he loves her, what? They seem like they are more intimate than friends. What is she thinking inviting a man she is fucking to my house? I want to punch him in the face but instead plaster a fake smile on my face. “Not at all, follow me. The kitchen is through here.” I clench my jaw as I walk into the kitchen. I head for my seat as she gets up
Brandi I stand frozen, feeling as if I have an egg on my face as I watch him kiss someone else. Finally, he pulls away, and I realize I know this woman, Carina; she works at William’s sex shop or whatever the fuckk it is. I clench my fist, my chest burning with the bitterness of jealousy. He hasn’t answered my calls all day, nor has he replied to any of my texts, yet he shows up here with some woman and kisses her after telling me that he loves me. I frown as he stares lovingly into her eyes. Well, I guess we don’t have to worry about telling Gianna anything. It’s all for the best; I tell myself hoping I’ll believe it, but I can’t help feeling down and angry. I should confront him; I should tell him off, but what would I say to him? Why are you kissing her? I don’t own him. I frown and head back to the bar, deciding not to make a fool of myself. “Why did you turn back? J asks as I take a seat beside him.
Giovanni “I love you.” Time feels as if it’s stopped with only those three words from her lips. I never knew how much I needed to hear her say it until she did, and now all I want is for her to repeat it. She loves me; she loves me. She’s finally told me that she loves me. I slip my tongue out of her slowly and lift my head to meet those brown eyes. Eyes that use to empty before but are filled with warmth as she smiles at me. “Do you love me?” I ask, almost like a whisper, afraid to ask any louder because she may deny it. She bites her lips and averts her eyes. “Did I say that?” she asks, refusing to look at me. “You did.” “Perhaps your hearing is off; you are getting up in age.” “Did you just call me old?” I grab her jaw and kiss her roughly for a few seconds before pulling back. “You’ll pay for that tonight,” I whisper once I
The sensation between my legs stirs me from my sleep. I already know it’s him, so I keep my life eyes close as his tongue runs over my slit. I spread my legs wider as he buries his face in my core. Soft moans escape my lips, and my waist begins to thrust involuntarily. He licks his way up to my clit and starts sucking on it as he drags his fingers over my hot dripping center. My toes curl up as the pleasure mounts: my heart race, and skin burns from his touch, as he thrust his finger deep into my core. I cry out in pleasure, my legs shaking uncontrollably as he drives me wild with his tongue. I thrust my hips to match the stroke of his fingers, almost at my breaking my point. He moves from my clit and starts French kissing my vertical lips while he slips another finger into me. This pleasure threatens to drive me insane. I have had great sex before, but this is unlike any feeling I’ve ever felt. Is it because I love him…. “Hmmmmmm,”
Giovanni She turns and heads towards the door, and I quickly follow her. Admiring how her ass looks in those white pants. I groan, feeling the stirring in my loins. The urge to throw her over my shoulder and leave my mark on her is strong, but I know that will make her angry. So instead, I follow her into the kitchen as she grabs a cup of coffee; she takes two sips and heads to the door. “Aren’t you going to eat something? “I’ll grab something on the way.” “You should eat before you leave….”She sighs and spins. “Giovanni.” “Tesoro.” “Bambino, I’m an adult and have been for 8 years now. So I know how to take care of myself.” “I know I’m just….” “Worried. I know, but I’m fine, ok?” I nod reluctantly. “Good, I have to go.”
GiovanniI pull my head from the water and breath deeply. I watch Gianna and Carlos in one corner laughing. Lynn and her girlfriend Bella are by the pool catching some sun. I don’t know when they became a staple for Sunday dinner, but apparently, they are friends with Gianna and Brandi. Speaking of my woman, I glance at her by the grill in her two-piece, and man, it’s taking everything in me not to kick everybody out so I can spend the day making love to her, but she would be upset if I did. Since it was her idea to have this impromptu barbecue, we are currently throwing. She says it’s because she misses Gianna, but I think she’s trying to take a break from all the sex we’ve been having. For the last two days, we’ve barely left the bed, and right now, I regret agreeing to this party. Our eyes meet, and she smiles before turning back to the grill. She gorgeous can make my tool hard and my heart soft with just one look into those beautiful brown eyes. How did I get so lucky