Chapter 8
Mitch
The ten minutes it took for Bryn to get to my apartment might as well have been freaking years.
Bing bong.Bing bong.
The doorbell made me jump a little in the middle of the living room where I had been sorting through junk in boxes to keep my hands busy while I waited.
I could hear my heart in my ears and feel my pulse in my neck as I turned the doorknob.
Her smile was electrifying as I opened the door for her. “Hey.”
One word and I had chills.
Get a damn grip.
The calm, cool, collected me that had been at the station only a day and a half before flew out the window on the spot. There was something about Bryn. Maybe it wasn’t even her, maybe it was that she wasn’t Cali or that the night before had kind of rocked me—I really had no idea. All I knew was that I needed to feel her again.
Without a word, I grabbed her sides, pulled her into the foyer, and had her pressed against the wall with my teeth sinking into her neck.
Her breath hitched as her fingers gripped the waistband of my jeans. “I could get used to hellos like this.”
“As could I.” I kissed her plump Cupid’s bow, lifting her into my arms. With my hands up her shorts, grasping her ass, I nipped at her shoulders. I loved listening to her moan in response as her head rolled back and rested on the wall behind her, lips parted, eyes softly shut.
“Friends?” she questioned as a giggle escaped. “Is that what they’re calling it these days?”
“Guess so,” I responded, barely removing my mouth from her collarbone.
She shimmied out of my arms, sliding down to her knees, taking my pants and boxers with her. With my pants around my ankles, she looked up at me with a devilish grin as she started to stroke and tease my hardening cock.
“Fuck.” I rolled my fingers through her long hair, gripping it a bit.
Her tongue gently glided over the head as she cupped my balls perfectly. I loved how she watched me, never looking away or closing her eyes as she played and sucked ever so subtly. Teasing was my favorite and without me even having to tell her, she somehow knew. The satisfaction that danced across her face was invigorating.
After a few minutes of enjoying her, I growled while pulling her up to her feet.
“You’re such a good little girl, you know that?” I asked, spinning her around and pressing her chest against the wall.
“Mmmmmhhhmmmmm, yes. I try to be, at least.” She bit her lip as I undid her shorts, letting them fall to the floor, removing her panties next.
Gliding my fingers over her soft wetness, I could feel her desire pooling. “Someone’s excited.”
The blush that touched the tops of her cheeks and ears sent a chill down my arms. “You do something to me.” Her admission made my pulse quicken.
“Fuck, the condoms are in the bedroom.” My head fell onto her shoulder as I damned myself for not grabbing one earlier.
“It’s fine—I’m on the pill.”
The green light was all I needed. Gripping her hip with one hand and pulling her hair with the other, I slammed into her hard and fast without warning. Her cry of pleasure followed by a gasp cheered me on as I pushed farther and harder into her dripping pussy.
“Fucking dammit, you feel so good.” I growled into her ear as I yanked her head back sharply.
“So do you, babe.” Her eyelashes fluttered as her hips bucked against me.
Within seconds I was already losing control. “Come for me, Bryn,” I demanded.
She shook her head. “Not without you.”