Betray - Part 9.

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Grey

Brodie lowers herself to the floor, slowly, her eyes never leaving mine and I can't pull my stare away from her, eager to see what she does next.

I follow her movements until she is kneeling in front of me, inching closer in between my legs, gently pushing them further apart to allow space for her in between.

She leans up and reaches for the hem of my shirt, I take her cue and peel it up and off, tossing it to the floor behind her.

Before I can sit back and take in what is happening her hands are grabbing at my waist, unbuckling my belt, not looking me in the eye but smiling down at her own hands watching them at work.

She glances up at me as she starts to unzip the fly on my jeans gently.

"Fuck." I quietly moan, closing my eyes and relaxing my body into the soft bed.

Her hand grips my cock. I feel a shudder work through my entire body as she starts to stroke me. She grips firmly, I look down at her in awe, but her eyes are locked on my cock.

Her tongue darts out to lick her plump lips and the smile on her face communicates to me silently everything she is thinking.

Seeing her kneeling before me with my cock in her hand and her mouth getting closer and closer with every stroke, its a different situation than I was envisioning when I walked in here.

I was anticipating pillows to be thrown at me the second I entered the room, cruel words slung at me as she lets her anger out, but this, this is way better than expected.

Pulling me back into the moment, I feel her grabbing the waist of my jeans, attempting to pull them down, I lift up slightly from the bed helping her get them off.

Next, she does the same with my boxers throwing them to where my shirt lay on the floor.

With her eyes locked on mine she reaches for my cock again, "are you mad at me?" she asks, but with a devilish smirk on her face.

This is the moment I was dreading, where shit gets weird, I knew it was too good to be true.

Does she want to hash this out right here, right now?

What the fuck.

"No." I blurt out, not knowing how I should be reacting to her question.

If I'm honest, yeah I am annoyed with her, but with her kneeling in front of me, stroking my cock, why would I say anything to make her stop what she's doing?

I'm not a complete fucken idiot.

She leans in and softly kisses my inner thigh, "are you sure?" she questions, licking the tip of my cock a few times, circling her tongue around, her stare burning into me as she does.

"No, I'm not mad at you," I say, reassuring her, needing her to understand that I am completely, furiously, turned on right now and will say anything to get what I want from her.

With my answer, she opens her mouth wide as my swollen tip disappears past her lips, I fight the need to close my eyes and give in to the feeling.

I want to see her, no I need to see her while she's doing this.

Several moments later she stops, removing her mouth from my cock and sits back to look up at me expectantly.

I watch her in anticipation, what is she going to do next.

I think she is actually trying to drive me insane, or kill me, probably both.

She leans back, unclasping the hook of her bra, letting it fall to the floor.

Her perfect tits bounce with the movement and I'm completely mesmerized, I drop my gaze not being able to look away from them.

She snaps her fingers in front of my face bringing my attention back to her.

"Good, now let's discuss the other girl's situation that occurred outside." she smiles at me, well there it is, the real reason she is teasing me like this.

What the fuck is going on?

Are we seriously going to fight and fuck, at the same time?

Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not opposed, I just don't know what to expect every time she does or says something.

"Okay, so discuss," I say, playing along with her games.

She glances down at her breasts grabbing one in each hand, shaking them gently, before returning her gaze to me.

"Do you think those girls boobs even come close to mine?" she asks as she squeezes her breasts together, flicking her nipples with her index fingers.

She lets out the sexiest moan I think I've ever heard, closing her eyes before opening them to look at me, awaiting my response.

"No fucking way." I spit out, and it wasn't a lie. None of those girls can even come close to Brodie. She is incredible, naked or not.

Trying my best to sit still and not touch her, I know that's what she wants right now.

She's in complete control, and like fuck, I'm ruining that for her or for me.

"Good," she states, slowly crawling back towards me seductively biting her bottom lip.

She's back in front of me, my cock still hard, still eager and still ready for her. She leans down licking up from my balls to the tip, a smirk on her face the whole time, she knows she has me under her spell.

"Brodie," I moan out, she's killing me with the teasing, and she knows it. As soon as her name leaves my mouth, her plump, soft lips part and take me in, all of me.

Up and down her head goes, taking my cock completely into her mouth.

How she does that, I'll never understand. My cock begins to throb on the edge of coming; I need to last, I can't finish yet.

Closing my eyes I focus on breathing; I need to last through this.

Oh, fuck.

Abruptly she stands up.

"I'll be back in a minute," she says, and she's gone.

What the actual fuck?

A few seconds later she comes back out of the bathroom attached to my bedroom, something in her hand but I can't make it out from this far away.

I have no idea where she went or why but I don't ask; I'm too worked up to care right now.

She rolls my computer chair over and stops in front of me; she sits down on it facing me.

Confused I sit up and watch her, eager to see what's going on now. I also don't fail to realise she is now completely naked, no panties in sight.

She spreads her legs, staring at me, moving her hands down from her breasts to her swollen lips.

Spreading them apart I follow her movements, entranced by her.

Shes never acted like this with me before; this is a new side of Brodie I've never seen.

I fucking love it.

Any thoughts of what happened earlier tonight disappeared, completely wiped from my mind.

For now, at least.

I watch as she starts to play with herself, her eyes watching me the entire time.

I reach for my cock, needing to pump myself but she shakes her head causing me to pause, dropping my hands back down to the bed.

"This time I'm in control; so you be a good boy just sit there and don't move your hands," she says, not leaving any room for me to fight with her, not like I was going to.

"I'm gonna drive you crazy, then stop, then do it all over again until you beg me to finish this. Even then, I won't," she states and fuck, I'm not going to argue with her.

I lean forward, dragging the chair closer to me; I need her closer.

She doesn't object."Brodie, what are you doing to me?" I groan, speaking to her pussy, not her face, just to be clear.

She stops rubbing her clit, and I peer up to see why, "sit back." she demands, so I do.

She climbs up off of the chair and straddles me, "I need to fuck you," she says, raising herself up and hovering above my cock as she holds out her I now see is a condom in her hands.

I take it from her without a second thought and cover myself.

How I fit inside her still surprises me.

I'm not one to brag about size, but I've never had complaints about being too small. You can figure that one out for yourself.

Slowly, she lowers herself onto me, her wet heat almost pushing me over the edge."Holy shit," I murmur to myself.

She moves above me, up and down, slowly riding me, taking what she needs.

Every time I get deeper and deeper into her, pushing me closer and closer to the edge, fighting the need to overthrow her power and take back what is mine.

I can't handle this anymore.

I flip her over so fast she can't object, so I'm on top.

"I'm the one fucking you now," I moan into her mouth, she giggles up at me, her face beaming, I smash my lips down onto hers, now its my turn to take what I need.

Clutching her wrists in one of my hands I force them up above her head, bracing them down forcefully.

My other hand moving around her throat, squeezing tightly, wanting to see her in pain beneath me, knowing how much she loves it and how much I love seeing her this way.

I can't get enough of her. I know how tired and drunk my body is, but I don't care.

I don't want to sleep, not right now.

All I see right now is Brodie, and that's perfectly fine with me.

I look back up into her eyes; the usual sparkle isn't there anymore.

Her eyes are full of lust and need, but I don't see the Brodie I love there anymore. I can't let her distant look ruin this, not tonight.

"Turn over," I demand, pulling out of her and leaning back, my emotions need to be buried deep down in me and I let that be known by the distant look on my face and tone to my voice.

I can't look at her face, I don't want to see anything in her eyes. The only thing I need right now is to fuck her.

Without argument she gets up onto her knees, seeing her perfect ass is just what I craved right now.

Smacking it hard, she breathes out a cry of pleasure, that makes me want to take her harder.

We don't usually do it this hard, but right now all I want from her is to take her, all of her, hard.

I gaze down at her curved back, stroking myself.

The sight of her tight body bent in front of me; I reach down to rub her swollen nub.

I know she needs pleasure too I'm not a complete fucken asshole.

I am easing myself back into her as I rub her clit, the sounds leaving her mouth urging me on.

"How does it feel?" I mutter, trying to breathe deep and contain the urge to thrust with the force I know she can't handle, not yet.

"It feels amazing. Fuck me, Grey, I need to cum." she moans the words out, I gently pull back before thrusting back into her with much-needed power.

"Holy shit!" I overhear a voice rooting behind us;

I glance back with a scowl to see Reid, watching us hungrily, my cock so far in Brodie's pussy it takes me a few seconds to realize what is going on and what he can see right now.

The fucken prick, what is his deal tonight.

I don't even consider pulling out of her even with him watching us, I know that makes me a terrible boyfriend, but from the angle that he is at, all he is getting is an eyeful of my bare ass, jokes on him.

Brodie's head jerks up to see what's going on, I shove her head back down with a little too much force back onto the bed, ramming back into her, "shut the fucken door!" I scream over my shoulder, hoping Reid will fuck off and leave us alone.

I scowl back knowing he hasn't left, he stands there a look on his face I can't identify, also I couldn't give a fuck what he's thinking right now.

I glare at him, his eyes meet mine, this isn't the first time we have walked in on each other fucking, but this time it is different, he smiles understandingly, slamming the door hard on his way out.

"Who was that?" Brodie murmured through her moans, her face still behind held against the bed by my hand.

"No one, wrong door," I lie, easing my hold on her head.

The last thing I want is for her to be embarrassed, Reid already ruined my night with Brodie once tonight, I'm not letting that happen again, not while we are doing this.

All thoughts of Reid leave, and I'm drawn back into the moment with Brodie, I feel her walls pulsing ready to cum.

I slam my cock into her harder and deeper now needing the release.

We both come at the same time, screaming out in pleasure, the room filling with the sounds of heavy breaths.

"I love you," I whisper, kissing my way down her back as I slowly pull out of her.

She says nothing back, but that's understandable when I notice her legs still trembling as she falls flat onto the mattress. I smile knowing I did that to her, I made her feel that way.

I lay down next her after discarding of the used condom and think twice about pulling her into my arms.

I peer over at her, she's now facing me a soft smile on her face, which softens my anger a bit.

"I'm sorry I was such a bitch earlier," she mutters, looking up at me, the love is flooding back in her eyes now.

"It's fine, let's just forget it happened. Reid is an idiot." I retort, I don't want to fight, not now, all I want is to sleep with Brodie wrapped in my arms.

I lay my arm out motioning for her to come in and she does, curling her soft body into the crook of my arm I lean down and kiss her forehead.

"Who came in before?" she questions, I'm not telling her it was him, so I'll just lie.

"Just someone from the party, the wrong room they left as soon as they opened the door. They didn't see you, just my bare ass thrusting." she lets out a laugh, that familiar sound warming the last cold part my heart and any annoyance I had towards her earlier disappeared.

I am drifting off into sleep, Brodie in my arms.

This is how my birthday was supposed to end; all things came good in the end.