Page 52 of Every Inch of You
Chapter Eighteen
VIVIAN
It wasgood to get away for a little while. I needed to be reminded that the world did not revolve around Brad Mitchell. But as soon as I landed at PDX, I craved him more thanever.
It seemed like my attraction to Brad, while energizing for me, was seriously draining my phone battery. Ever since we’d started texting each other, I found I had to charge it more and more often. I was using it more often, obviously, but it was bad. I had to wait until June to upgrade my phone through my wireless service, so I needed to tough itout.
Waiting until June to get a new phone was nothing compared to waiting until after ten that night to see Bradagain.
I returned to Portland Monday morning. Brad had appointments all Monday, but I actually believed he would have picked me up at the airport otherwise. Whether he was offering as a friend or as a lover was anyone’sguess.
He had even asked if I needed him to feed Justin Timberlake while I was gone, but Mrs. Friar had already agreed to. When I’d gone over to her house to ask her to check in on JT, she kept grinning at me. “I thought I was the only one who yelled out curse words when I climaxed,” she finally said, as I was about toleave.
“What?”
“You guys have been having some fun, huh? He reminds me of my late husband, God rest his horny devilsoul.”
“Oh God. I’m so sorry I didn’t think you could hearthat.”
“I didn’t. I don’t hear any of it. Especially when it’s raining.” She winked atme.
It wasmortifying.
But also reassuring to know that I hadn’t been imagining the sex withBrad.
Fortunately,I was up against a deadline for filing some charter documents, and preparing documents for a shareholders’ meeting, so I didn’t have time to think about my reunion with Brad until afterdinner.
He had offeredto come to my place again, after closing the gym. We hadn’t texted much since Sunday morning, so I couldn’t get a read on him. But as soon as I opened the door and saw him, he told me everything I needed to know without saying aword.
He looked so handsome, just in his sweats and jacket, but it literally took my breath away to see him again. He didn’t say a thing. He saw me, stared at my mouth, stepped inside, dropped the Nike bag he was carrying, and hugged me. He hugged me deep and long, and it felt like he was trying to absorb me into himself. He breathed me in. And then he cupped the back of my head and kissed me. He kissed me softly, slowly, and then he kissed me hungrily, like I was the Cheat Day meal he’d been looking forward to all week, his hands exploring my body, over and then under my dress (the loose one). When he found the peek-a-boo panties, he grunted, pushed me up against the wall, and pressed himself inside ofme.
It happened quickly, and it didn’t last as long as usual, but it was my favorite time. He couldn’t wait and he was so relieved. His body had missed my body as much as mine had missed his. Just knowing that and feeling his deep need to be inside of me was more erotic to me than a thousand porny thrusts. It wasn’t until afterwards that I realized he had come directly inside of me for the first time. He continued holding me up against the wall. He rested his forehead against mine, our breaths insync.
“Hi,” hesaid.
“Hi.”
We kissed on the couch for an hour after that. It was just like in high school, except we weren’t practicing for anything—it couldn’t have been more real. He couldn’t stop touching me. He put the brand new Nike runners that he got for me on my feet and laced them up for me. Then he removed them and gave me a footmassage.
For a while, his voice was different. It was a little more high-pitched when he talked to me, like he was speaking to an adorable child. He realized what he was doing, cleared his throat and then started talking likeBatman.
When I’d finally stopped laughing, he told me that he was taking the next weekend off from work to go surfing at Cannon Beach. He was going to stay overnight. “Do you want tocome?”
“Withyou?”
“Yes. With me. At the same time. In the same car. In the same suite. It’s pet-friendly.”
“Oh. Do you want me to watch LB while you’resurfing?”
He laughed. “Well you certainly can. And you can bring JT too. But I just want you to come withme.”
Gulp.
“Have you everbeen?”
“No, but I’ve always wantedto.”
“It’s so beautiful. I know you’d loveit.”
