The Beginning of Us (154 page)

Another moan escaped my mouth when his fingers filled me. His fingers felt so good inside of me and he rubbed his thumb over my clit. Suddenly I felt a vibration on my right leg. Realizing it was Brandon’s phone ringing, I said, “Do you need to get that?” I pulled my head back, looking into his eyes.

“No, it can’t be that important. I’ll call them back,” he said, returning his mouth to mine. Rain danced all over the car, the windows fogging as it mixed with our body heat and the car’s heater. Brandon's lips felt so good on mine, I wanted to stay and kiss him forever.

My hands skimmed over his hard biceps and the firmness of his chest and torso. I moved my hand and traced the buttons of his shirt as I slid it up so I could feel his smooth chiseled abs. His fingers enticed all my right spots while his thumb continued to circle over my clit. I felt my body getting close to climaxing. I bent my head to run feather kisses down his neck and began running my hands through his soft hair as my body started to shatter. Continuing to ride his fingers, I flicked my tongue over his neck and then bit it lightly.

When Brandon removed his fingers, we sat holding each other. I didn’t want to leave. He reached around me shutting off the car and cracked his window a little. “It’s getting a little hot in here.” 

“A little?” I was drenched from the rain and from our heated passion.

After a few minutes, he gently took my chin, tilted it up and lightly kissed me. “Time to get you home.”

I climbed back into my seat and buckled my seatbelt while Brandon inched his car out onto the street. I was concentrating on slowing my heartbeat and calming myself down again.

Brandon looked over at me with a smirk, “So you're a biter?”

CHAPTER FIVE

It had stopped raining by the time we pulled up to my house. Brandon walked me to my front door and kissed me good night. “I’ll see you tomorrow at the gym,” he said while turning to leave.

 “
Details
!” Ryan demanded as soon as my foot entered the door. I told her all about my night but discreetly left out a few of the after dinner details.

“How was your night?” I asked, quickly changing the subject. Ryan said she had spent the evening watching 
The Voice
 while eating leftover pizza from Sunday night. I could tell she was still depressed. I needed to get her out of her funk but needed some time to come up with my “Get Max Back” plan.

“Tomorrow when I get home from the gym, you want to go out to dinner and drinks? Maybe Karaoke at The Mint?”

“No.”

“What? Why not?”

“I just want to sit here and watch TV.”

“Oh no you don't. Remember that was me two weeks ago?”

“Yeah...?”

“And what did you tell me?”

Ryan hesitated for a minute and finally agreed that a night out might do her some good. 

*~*~*

The next day at the gym, Brandon greeted me with a kiss as I came out of the locker room. We worked out together, same as we had on Monday. I told him my plans for the evening and he mentioned that he and Jason played poker with some of their buddies on Wednesdays. After our workout, I grabbed my stuff from the locker room and he offered to give me a ride home. Since I used public transportation to get to work, I didn’t mind getting a ride home from the gym.

As we pulled up to my house, Brandon kissed me goodnight and made sure I was going to be at the gym on Thursday. Assuring him that I would be, I blew him a kiss and waved before turning to go inside.

Ryan was already getting ready for our night out and seemed to be in a good mood. I quickly got ready and we made our way to Fog City Diner. We sat in one of the black leather booths by the window and ordered the “Mac & Cheese”, three chicken tacos to split and Cosmopolitans. Fog City Diner was famous for being in the movie 
So I Married an Axe Murder
 and was always packed with customers. It was an upscale fifties diner with black and white checkerboard patterns throughout.

Shortly after our food arrived, I glanced up at the door and saw Max walking in with a girl. She had dark brown hair and was wearing jeans and a grey and white striped sweater.  I was so thankful that Ryan’s back was to the door. Then Max noticed me and I gave him the look of death—the look that spoke volumes. 
If you come over here and fuck with Ryan, I will so fuck your shit up!

Max leaned over and whispered something into the girl’s ear. They both looked at me and smiled and then they left, not looking back behind them. Thankfully, they were not holding hands or I might have chased Max down and kicked his ass.

“What’s wrong?” Ryan asked while I let out the breath I didn’t realize I was holding in.

“Oh…nothing. I thought I saw Travis.” There was no way in hell I was going to tell her who I really saw. 

“I better not see that piece of shit or I will fuck him up for you, Spence!” Yep, we were definitely best friends, two peas in a pod and I loved her!

After dinner, Ryan and I took a cab over to The Mint, which was packed by the time we arrived. Over the course of the night, Ryan and I got extremely tipsy and sang very badly. I didn’t care because all I wanted was for Ryan to have fun and we were having a great time. 

The next morning I woke up with a splitting headache. I didn’t remember coming home last night but I was dressed in my PJs and alone in my bed. I quickly got in the shower, dressed for work and made my way out to the kitchen for my morning coffee. 

Glancing at my phone to see what time it was, I noticed I had a missed text from Brandon:

Brandon: 
Yes, night, baby!

Holy shit. Baby?
 Did I miss something? I didn’t remember texting Brandon last night! Panic ran through me and I quickly scrolled up…

10:49 p.m. 

Me: 
Hi, I miss u!

Brandon: 
I miss you too, Spence. Are you and Ryan having fun?

Me: 
Yes, Ryan is doing Karaoke right now, singing Party in the USA!

Brandon: 
I wish I could see that, lol.

11:11 p.m.

Me: 
I wish u were here! I would soooooo go down on u in the bathroom.

Brandon: 
While that sounds tempting, the guys would never let me live it down if I ditched them for a chick right now.

Me: 
What if it was TWO hot chicks going down on you?

Two hot chicks?
 Oh my God, I would never! I kept saying Oh my God as I continued reading…

Brandon: 
LOL, how many drinks have you had?

11:16 p.m.

Me: 
Um… I’ve only had like 5 vodka cranberries.

Brandon: 
Well then, I would say you’re drunk. Be safe ok?

11:20 p.m.

Brandon: 
Spence, are you ok?

11:22 p.m.

Brandon: 
Hello?

11:29 p.m.

Me: 
Sorry, Ryan and I sang a duet. We are being safe. Come see me, NOW!!!

Brandon: 
I wish I could, but like I said, the boys would give me shit.

Me: 
Fine I see how it is! :)

Brandon: 
Don’t be like that baby. I would if I could!

11:59 p.m.

Me: 
Ryan and I just got home. I’m going to sleep with B.O.B. now… Night! 

Brandon: 
Baby, you’re killing me.  I’m going to have to confiscate that thing from you.

Me: 
I would rather DO the real thing!

Brandon: 
Tomorrow, I promise.

Me: 
Really?

Brandon:
Yes, night, baby.

Oh. My. God. Did I just plan to have sex with Brandon…tonight? Two chicks? Going down on him in the bathroom? What the fuck did I do? How am I ever going to face him again? Ah I didn’t even shave my legs this morning!

*~*~*

I wasn’t feeling well but I still made it to work on time. I could tell this day was going to be hell since I had a hangover.  Around ten o’clock, Brandon texted to ask me how I was feeling. I stared at the text for the longest time. I had no idea what to say to him. Was he expecting to get laid tonight? I know we had some hot moments together, but I couldn't believe that I had actually “scheduled” it for tonight.

Brandon: 
Hey, how are you feeling today?

Me: 
My head feels like it got hit with a sledgehammer.

Brandon: 
Too much alcohol will do that to you.  Will I still see you later at the gym?

Oh God, here it was. He was expecting me to follow through with my text.

Me: 
Yes, of course.

Brandon: 
What are you doing after the gym?

Was he expecting me to say “you”? I wanted to say “you”! He was starting to become like a drug. I thought about him constantly and just wanted to be around him.

Me: 
Yeah about that…I don’t remember texting you last night…

Brandon: 
I figured you wouldn’t. I knew you were drunk texting. I have to admit that I do hope that in the future we can do what you said. :)

Relief washed over me, then was quickly followed by panic. Did he mean the two girl thing or the blowjob in the bathroom? Oh God!

Me: 
Yeah about that, too… I’ve never been with another girl.

Brandon: 
You’re so cute. That’s not what I meant. Anyway, I’ll see you after work. 

Me: 
K :)

I finally started to feel better after lunch; thankfully,
the afternoon went faster than the morning.  I arrived at the gym to what I hoped would continue to be my daily greeting: a kiss from Brandon. “How are you feeling? Do you really want to work out today?”

He obviously could see right through me. I really didn't want to work out and had only come because I had promised I would and really wanted to see him.

“I’m feeling better, but I really don’t want to work out.”

“Good, I have other plans.”

Aw shit, was it time? I knew I should have shaved my legs at lunch!

He took me by the hand and escorted me to the spa at the gym. The spa? What the…

“Every week I get a massage. This week it happens to be today,” Brandon said with the smirk I loved to see so much.

“What? Really?” 

“Perks of owning the place.”

I’d say. I would love to get a massage every week! We walked up to the front desk and we were greeted by a cute brunette named Ari who blushed immediately when we approached the desk.

“Ari, Ms. Marshall will be joining me this evening.”

“Of course, Mr. Montgomery.” 

We were handed robes and he escorted me to the women’s locker room. He said he would meet me at the exit door inside the locker room. Inside the locker room, I noticed that they had all the amenities: combs, shampoo, conditioner, lotion, body wash and a razor. 
A razor! Score.
 I hurried to shave my legs and then made my way out to meet Brandon. 

We were brought into the couple's room where Brandon thankfully let me get under the sheet on the table before entering the room. For some reason I was still a bit shy and embarrassed. When he came in, I slyly caught a glimpse of his rock hard ass. I just wanted to reach out and squeeze it!

I didn't realize how tense my body was until Christa, my massage therapist, started to rub out the kinks. The scent of the eucalyptus oil she used was soothing and refreshing and I was almost asleep on the table when Christa whispered in my ear that our session was over. I slowly opened my eyes and looked over at Brandon as he looked back at me and gave me that smile. I had to admit that the massage had been amazing; a girl could really get used to this sort of treatment.

CHAPTER SIX

Brandon picked me up at 5:30 p.m. on Friday for the Giants game. The game didn't start until 7:15 p.m., but he and Jason had a ritual of going early to drink beer and get food before the game. After our massages the night before, he had driven me home and kissed me goodnight again. Disappointment hit, but I was also thankful that he knew I had been drunk texting the night before. Liquid courage always made me brave.

He drove us to his condo which wasn’t far from AT&T Park. We walked the few blocks and greeted Jason and Becca, who were waiting for us outside the gates.