Chasing His Muse

“So, you look tired babe. But you loved it right? Look I’m going to take good care of you okay? Let me just make a quick stop for salt and ice before we go home.” He kissed my knuckles, and back to concentrating on the road.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“I love it, I’m good, I’m tired, and I’m on my period. So excuse my sudden bitchiness, that may make appearances in the next five days.” I told him as his face grows with disappointment, making me laughed.

“I know baby, no worries there are other ways, I can fulfill you sexually. On that note, I was thinking of going for the implant tomorrow since I’m on my period, it could get inserted right away and I will be protected from my pregnancy.” I explained to him.

“We don’t have to wait for another week until the hormones kick in.” His face lighted up instantly, for the chance of having sex without a condom.

“Call her now, asked if there’s an opening for today. Might as well get in done today.” He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel while waiting for my call to be connected. He pulled over and waited for me, to finished my call.

“Alright, make a left at the next red light. We’re going to the doctor now.” I smiled at him. 

We finally arrive home two hours later, I was exhausted. But Brent treated me with the bucket of ice and salt. He still winced at my blisters. But we finally relaxed that afternoon, with some beers and his movies.

I took a shower and changed my pad then slipped on my leggings, and one of his shirts. While Brenton was once again, fell asleep in front of the TV. I was thankful for everything he had done today with Marco, Justin, and the spare bedroom that he had already turned, into my ballet studio as a surprise for me.

He was left for a couple of hours, but he managed to turn a room into a ballet studio. He said that he just went online, and got everything installed, he just shrugged at his explanation.

Brenton could be sweet sometimes, without even realizing it. For someone to do it for me, and not make a big deal out of it when it really was a big deal for me.

I spooned myself beside him on the couch. He smiled in his sleep and taking me into his embrace, kissing my forehead. At that moment I know, that I wanted to spend more time with him. I was definitely, going to move in with him.

Lazily, I laid my head to his chest. And spread my hand on his body, going under his shirt, taking in his warmth as I inhaled his scent.

“Baby, don’t start something unless you’re going to finished it. I thought you’re tired?” Still, with his eyes close, he wrapped his arm around my body and pulled me on top of him making me giggle.

“Kiss me, Brenton, I’ve missed you today,” I asked him as he slowly opens his eyes looking at every feature of my face. He trailed his fingers to my face like he was cherishing every bit of me.

He pulled my face down to his, holding my jaw, caressing it with his palm. Inhaling my scent. Then taking my lips closer to his, and rubbed my bottom lip with his thumb sensually, making me moan, opening my mouth. And finally touched my lips with his. Softly nibbling on my bottom lips, as his other hand making circles on my back. I could feel him smiling and kissing me slowly like we had all the time in the world.

I surrendered to his touches. I was waiting for his advances. Until he finally slides his tongue in my mouth tasting me, savoring me, holding my head, nudging me closer to him. He moaned my name as I mirrored his touches and held his head in my palm, caressing his hair.

He was excruciatingly slow as he nibbled on my neck, licking me saying that he loves me, saying all the sweet things that he could imagine. That was until I feel him harden under me.

I smiled at him and let my hand went under to the bottom of his shirt and pulled it off of him, he groaned at me. “Nikki baby, please.”

The room was dimmed with the afternoon light, but I could still see his aroused face. He was trying hard to keep his urges down.

“It’s okay babe, just let me love you. Let me thank you for today, for the studio, for the time that you spent with my friends. It meant a lot to me.”

He was growing harder under his jeans, and I started to unbuckle and slipped my hand to touch him. “Fuck Nikki, so good.” He moaned.

I started to put more pressure just as he liked it, and moved it up and down slowly, tantalizing him, making him shivered under my touch.

My lips kissing his tattooed chest lovingly, as I closed my eyes feeling his warmth giving him all my love, all my feelings bare for him to see. I fucking love this guy so much, I couldn’t even begin to understand. I just knew that I needed to love him.

He arched his chest for me as his hand was holding my head, and his other hand was caressing my ass slowly.

His wounds barely showed, it healed perfectly. He had gone to his doctor this morning, while I was in my class and he was cleared. “I love you, baby, please don’t scare me again,” I told him, as I touched his scar.

“I never intend to Nicolette, you know I’d do anything for you.” He looked at me, his eyes were full of lust, as my other hand was still fisting his shaft. Stroking it up and down slowly, clenching it harder and softer. “Fuck Nikki, this going so slow thing is killing my love. It’s so fucking arousing like I can burst any moment now beautiful.”

I smiled at him, and gave him the most sensual kiss, as I opened his mouth and slowly sucked his tongue and clenched his dick tighter. Causing to him mumbled his curses. I backed off from the kiss and whispered in his ear seductively. “Do you want me to suck your dick, Brenton?” He gripped my waist tighter in his hand. “Is that a yes baby?” I questioned him licking and sucking his ear. I could feel his dick was twitching under my fingers.

“Fucking hell Nikki, you’re killing me. Yes! Fuck yes, baby. Please baby… suck my dick.” He bucked his hips trying to get more friction as I abruptly let him go. And got up, to stripped him naked.

I told him to sit back and opened his legs for me, while I kneel in front of him, between his legs. He tugs his shirt off of me. “As sexy as you are wearing my shirt, I want to feel your tits on me, love, take off your bra for me.” I did exactly that, and he groaned.

He pulled me in and roughly sucked my nipples. “Fuck Brenton! Not good. This is supposed to be about you now.” But I arched my back giving him more, until I couldn’t hold it anymore, and pushed him back to the couch. And kneel back down, between his legs and started sucking him off, keeping the pace, going up and down and licking him.

“Fuck I’m coming Nicolette, stop it, babe, I wanna come on your tits. Please babe. Fuck! Now baby” he pulled away from my mouth and hold his dick and stroked it a couple of times and let it smeared all over my tits. I took it further, by taking my already cum covered tits in my hands, and stroked his dick with them making him cursed some more, as the pressure sent him higher milking his last drop on my chest.

“Damn Nicolette baby. That was the hottest thing ever!”