Man we miss you like crazy Luke Perry. I can't believe it's been a year. This is for all you Brenda and Dylan fans. Brenda and Dylan forever.
Chapter 33
Fighting Fair is Overrated
Brenda walks in happily accepting the ring of arrival from the Peach pit door. She spots Donna and Kelly smiling and talking closely waiting for her at a table by the old jukebox.
"Ladies." Brenda smiles hanging her purse on the back of the chair and sitting across from her old friends.
"Hey Bren." Kelly smiles lifting her cup of coffee to her lips. "Hey Bren." Donna says hello too.
"What did I miss?" Brenda leans both elbows on the table.
"You know what this reminds me of?" Donna smiles, "When we used to meet here every week to gossip and catch up that first year of college. When we were all together and swore college would never break us up."
Brenda smile fades, "We did good for awhile…then it did change."
"Excuse me…it most definitely did because you missy left to live in London." Donna gives her a hard time. "But I'm so glad you're back."
Brenda smiled again, "Me too. So if I remember correctly this is when we go around the circle and get any new gossip." Brenda looks at Kelly, "You first…what's going on with you and my brother?" Brenda leans in.
Kelly blushes, "I mean…it's good."
"It's good? Please Kel…details." Donna urges her.
"Ok…ok…Brandon is looking to maybe transfer back to LA."
Brenda and Donna's mouth drops at the same time, "Are you serious? This is huge." Brenda leans even more forward.
"This is massive…enormous no…colossal." Donna overreacts.
Kelly laughs, "You guys come on. Me and Brandon are old news…I want to know about Brenda…and Dylan."
Brenda gasps, "He told you!"
"Told her what exactly?" Donna and Kelly stare at Brenda now.
Brenda crosses her arms, "I can NOT believe he told you we slept together." She says quietly.
"You SLEPT WITH HIM?" Donna shrieks.
Kelly covers her mouth shocked, and then she starts laughing out loud, "Oh my god…Dylan would never tell me that." She cracks up shaking her head.
Brenda leans forward again, "Then who told you?"
"Ah you just did." Kelly smiles.
Brenda's hand covers her mouth, "Shit, you tricked me, you acted like you knew."
"No I didn't, I can't help it if all you think about is sex with Dylan when you hear his name." Kelly shakes her head with a laugh as Brenda pouts, "Brandon said you too had been sleeping in the same bed. That's why I went with him to get you a new mattress. He didn't say anything about sex."
Brenda's mouth opens then snaps shut.
"Uh uh no way…too late for that now. Spill." Donna urges her now.
Brenda sighs, "We had sex." Kelly and Donna lean in, "A…few times."
"Forget colossal…this is ginormously monumental." Donna exclaims.
Brenda laughs, "Please." She shakes her head. "Me and Dylan doing it is far from monumental…for god sakes we have a kid." She tries to play it down.
Kelly chokes on her coffee, "Um…Bren…last we heard you were with a very very sexy Jax. Which we'll come back too. But it is a big deal. You and Dylan haven't been together in 5 years. He's your first love, he's your baby daddy…and your roommate. This IS monumental."
Brenda looks down shyly with a small shrug.
"Alright first things first, what happened with Jax?" Donna's face now serious.
Brenda takes a deep breath, "I went to Arizona and I think all this Dylan drama finally caught up with Jax. I ended up leaving early after a fight and Jax sort of broke it off with me. He said I should figure out what I want. As in him…or Dylan?"
The girls listen closely with wide eyes. Brenda swallows hard and leans in. She hadn't told anyone this. Not Claire or Brandon or even Dylan, who she really didn't want to know about this. "I was with Jax in bed." She runs her hand over her mouth nervously then rest in on her cheek, "I said Dylan's name like…during it."
Brenda watches both her friends cover their mouth. "I know…I know. I didn't even know I had done it." She growls mad at herself.
"Wow." Kelly breathes.
"I know." Brenda shakes her head.
Donna's expression getting over the shock smiles, "So…then you decided to sleep with Dylan then?"
"Decided? It was more like a hostile take over from both sides." She jokes.
The girls giggle.
"I don't know, I told Dylan I just wanted to be us and see what happens. Whatever that means. I don't know if I'm ready for the whole Dylan and Brenda saga to be honest. I love Dylan and I feel like the physical side of our relationship needed an out but…now were stuck in this middle phase."
The girls stare at her. Their expressions unreadable. Brenda leans back in her chair, "Donna…you have to have some news…lets talk about something else."
Both girls relax their stance, Donna reaches across the table and sets her hand over Brenda's. "It will all work out how its suppose to work out. Dylan loves you and you love him. Stop stressing about it and do what feels right." Donna leans on her elbows, "And I do have news. This weekend I'm putting on a fund raiser and you and you." She looked at Kelly, "are going to participate. It will be fun." Her excitement was a little contagious.
Brenda smiled, "What kind of fund raiser?"
"There is this amazing organization that raises money for kids that are in need of heart transplants. My father did so many pro bono surgeries and worked with them since I can remember. It's something that David and I have continued since he passed away."
It was Brendas turn to cover her hand over Donna's, "He'd be so proud of you. I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you."
Donna gave her a sad smile, "You had your own stuff going on. A beautiful little girl that we all adore. I understand and it's ok, I have great friends." Kelly hugged her to her side. "Plus you're here now."
Brenda laughed, "I'm in." Of course she was in. Donna was one of her oldest friends. She felt guilty about not being there for her when her father died. Dr. Martin was always accepting and nice to her when she knew him. So unlike Felice. They hadn't known each other all that well except for run ins and when Brenda used to spend the night but Brenda knew Donna was a certifiable daddy's girl and that was something Brenda could relate too. "So what do I have to do?"
Donna smile gleamed as she raised her eyebrows. "The only thing you have to do is of course dress to impress, and put together a picnic basket with anything that would make for an amazing date?"
Brenda and Kelly looked at her curiously. She laughed at their expressions, confusion marring their pretty features. She continued, "There will be a silent auction of stuff people donated but the main auction will be a date." She smiled, "With you girls."
Brenda laughed and Kelly shook her head, "Come on Donna. A date with who?" Kelly asked curiously.
"Whoever pays baby." Donna jokes.
"Let me get this straight, You're pimping us out?" Brenda shakes her head with a smile.
"It's not just you there are 35 women participating. It's one evening. You set up your basket however you want. The date will take place the night of the event at the After Dark, so you'll be in public. It's for charity…please."
Kelly sighed, "I don't know Don…things are pretty serious with Brandon. Charity or not I doubt he'll be ok with me on a date with some guy."
"Then there is only one thing to do." Donna smiled again, "You pack your basket with things that you know Brandon will know it's yours. Or tell him. Have him open his wallet Kelly. If he wants that date…he'll pay for it. Bidding starts at 100 dollars."
Kelly laughs with a shake of her head. "Fine…I'm in."
"I'm in too." Brenda lifts her water and the girls join in. They clink their glasses together.
"Ladies." The girls turn towards the familiar voice and the delicious smile of Jax. His eyes settle on Brenda's and she smiles back. He grabs a chair, turning it the opposite way as he straddles it and joins them. "How have you guys been?"
Donna and Kelly smile and answer with a simple good. He looks at Brenda, his eyes kind and lustful. "You?"
She shyly shrugs, "I'm good."
"Good." He answers as he continues to stare at her. Donna and Kelly look at each other with knowing smirks.
"Well…I should get back to work." Jax announces. "See you ladies later." His hand rubs Brenda's back fondly as he gets up. Brenda watches his cute butt as he grabs a to go coffee from the counter and makes his way back to the After Dark. Brenda sighs and looks to her friends. Their smiles and eyes looking at her questioning.
"What?" Brenda acts indifferent.
Kelly shakes her head with a smirk, "Nothing."
Brenda then looks at Donna, "Oh Bren. I don't envy you."
"What are you talking about?" Brenda shakes her head.
"Dylan…Jax…I mean I wonder who will bid on your basket." Donna jokes.
Brenda looks at her friends. "Shit." Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
Kelly and Donna laugh at her expense as Brenda sighs. What has she gotten herself into?
Brenda packs her basket for the event that is suppose to start in two hours. She fills it with homemade hummus, veggies and pita bread, grapes and strawberries, her signature pasta salad filled with cheese, salami, peppers and her balsamic vinaigrette. She also made to die for chicken salad sandwiches. With avocado and roasted peppers. It was her thing, she created it when she was pregnant with Olivia, and she has been serving it to anyone and everyone who would try it ever since.
No alcohol because that was the main rule. All alcohol sales from the night at the After Dark go to the charity and the After Darks liquor license forbids bringing in your own. She secures the secret ingredient to the red and white checkered lining to ensure he will know which basket was hers. At first she didn't want to make it known. Dylan or Jax or whomever could bid on the basket based on food. She didn't want to make it known to anyone because it honestly didn't matter. This event was for charity, it was a fun idea and it really didn't matter much who her date was with. But at the last minute Brenda added something that would definitely give her basket away. To one person at least. She closed it quickly as Dylan walked into the kitchen.
"You aren't going to let me peak?" Dylan smiled making sure he looked at the color and shape of the basket.
Brenda smiled, "Nope."
Dylan pouted a little, "How am I suppose to know which is yours?"
She kept her smile and gave him a little shrug as she fastened the basket. "Fate." She replied.
Dylan chuckled, he then took in her outfit. She wore a red dress, strapless that hugged her entire frame. His hand came to the small of her back. He leaned his nose into her neck and inhaled.
"Mmm." He softly moaned, "Fuck the basket…you smell good enough to eat." His arms enclosed her waist tightly moving her so he trapped her against the kitchen counter. "You know I can't look at this counter the same and I am sort of hungry for you." He smiled and leaned into her.
Brenda swatted him. "Down…no time."
Dylan growled disappointed, "It doesn't start for a couple hours."
"I told Donna I'd help out." Brenda says as her attention goes to gathering her things.
A distant older car honk rings out. "I got to go." She hurries to grab her clutch and her picnic basket.
"Who's here?" Dylan asks innocently. Knowing that honk is a 65 stang.
"Jax." Brenda is still gathering.
Dylan walks closer to her, "I could have taken you." His voice is jealous and it makes Brenda look up at him.
"I know." She says simply, "He offered…I thought it was easier. He has work to do at the club I didn't think you wanted to sit there for a couple hours." Brenda explains.
She turns to leave as Dylan lightly grabs her hand. "I'll take you."
Brenda laughs lightly, "Don't be ridiculous he's here already." She grabs her phone and texts Jax quickly that she'll be out in a minute. All she needs is Jax coming to the door at this moment.
"Brenda." His voice telling her he isn't happy, "We had a deal."
Brenda looks at him like he's crazy, "We had a deal I wouldn't sleep with him not that I wouldn't talk to him, besides it's a ride Dylan. That was not the deal."
"Then I want to renegotiate the terms of our agreement." He says sternly.
Brenda huffs, "Why are you doing this? This isn't like you. This isn't you at all." She raises her voice.
"What's not like me?" Dylan sets his hands in his pockets, speaking matter of fact and calm.
"This possessive cave man mentality. You aren't the jealous type. It doesn't suit you."
Dylan forces a laugh, its not a haha laugh it's an I can't believe you laugh. "Well things change I guess."
"Nothings changed…I'm still the same girl Dylan. I kissed people all the time in my plays back in London and you didn't even act like this then. Actually for the most part you were even supportive."
"I didn't like it then…but that's your job, I didn't have much say." Dylan's voice now louder.
"You don't have a say now." Brenda yells back
"Why you plan to kiss him? Is that what your saying?" His hand comes out now…pissed.
"NO! UH!" Brenda loudly, Brenda lifts the picnic basket from the counter.
"Brenda!" He yells after her. She turns easily which surprises Dylan, he half expected he'd have to chase her.
"I'm not doing anything wrong…stop acting like this. You never used to act like this."
"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU NEVER GAVE ME A REASON TO!" Dylan roars.
Brenda flinches from his tone and volume. She sighs loudly over this conversation. She takes two steps towards him, "Listen to me…it's one thing to be all possessive when were intimate but its an entirely different thing to be a controlling asshole." A knock at the front door interrupts her. Jax. "Maybe we do need to renegotiate our terms because this isn't working for me." Brenda turns and moves towards the front door. She opens it as Dylan slams it closed again. Hard knocking follows, Brenda knows Jax is worried.
Dylan leans in kissing her hard. So hard she falls roughly into the front door. His hands are on her face, claiming and demanding. His tongue pushes roughly into her mouth as she gasps against his lips. His lips are hard and commanding. He traces her lips with his tongue as she whimpers. Fuck he's good. He pulls away slowly, as Brenda slowly opens her eyes. His eyes are hard and lustful and intense.
"What the fuck was that?" She whispers…no breathes. Her whole body tingling from that kiss.
"Foreplay." He slowly backs away from her.
Brenda's sex clenches and she clears her throat. She struggles to find the door knob, fumbling with it nervously. Finally able she turns it as she opens the door. She swallows hard facing a worried Jax.
"You okay?" He reaches for the basket, his eyes on hers, she nods still speechless. Jax looks at Dylan, he smirks at him. Ego and self confidence staring back at him.
"Jax." He even stands a little straighter.
Jax looks confused as his eyes fall on Brenda's again. Searching her face, then her form to make sure she's okay. He reaches for her hand, Brenda taking it willingly. Jax gently pulls Brenda to the porch, his eyes staring into Dylan's like he's ready to pounce. Dylan just stares back. With a shit eating grin now. So maybe this Christian Grey attitude wasn't him. Or maybe it was now. All he knew was he spend 5 years without Brenda and now even just if it was sexually, she was his and he wasn't going to let her go again…ever. Jax could kick rocks.
The event was going without a hitch. People bidding on the silent auction, drinking and having an amazing time. Dylan eyes Brenda from afar. She was ignoring him that much was for sure. She held a glass of wine smiling and chit chatting with anyone and everyone. She looked smoking hot in her red tight as sin dress. Her hair up in a messy bun only girls know how to create. Dylan's eyes lowering taking in her whole entire body slowly.
"You need a room to yourself?" Brandon appears beside him a playful smirk on his face. Dylan looks towards him quickly then back on Brenda.
"Maybe." He answers the smirk prominent in his voice.
Brandon smiles shaking his head. "So I found some news out today that I definitely didn't need to know." He says calmly.
Dylan turns his body towards Brandon but his eyes are the last to find his. "Like what?" He brings the non alcoholic beer to his lips, taking a long pull from the bottle.
"You're sleeping with my sister again." Brandon says straight out.
Dylan smiles and shakes his head, "And how do you know that?"
Brandon shoves him playfully, "Kelly told me."
"Kelly? Really?" Dylan nods like it's interesting. "Guess Brenda couldn't keep it to herself."
"Who are you?" Brandon laughs with a shake of his head, it wasn't like Dylan to be so open. "What does it mean?" His expression turns more serious, protective.
Dylan looks away from Brenda's ass for a moment. "Come on Bran…you know how I feel about your sister. It isn't a secret."
Brandon nods, "True…but are you back together?"
Dylan clears his throat a little, "Officially…not really."
Brandon takes Dylan's silence as if it was up to him they would be. He decides thats also all he is going to get from him. "You gonna bid on Brenda's basket?"
Dylan smiles, "I got to figure out which is hers but of course."
"She didn't tell you what she put in it? Kelly made a list of the exact components." Brandon chuckles. "Which was fine by me. I don't want her going on a date with any of these assholes." Brandon looks around at the business types. Doctors and charity goers. Hell no.
Dylan chuckles, "Maybe you can help me."
Brandon nods as they make their way to the table. Brandon points out Kelly's. It's all fruit and salad and Kelly things, which makes Dylan laugh a little. He walks slowly down the row of open baskets.
"Maybe this?" Brandon points out. "Brenda does really like gouda…and chocolate covered pretzels." He smiles as Dylan shakes his head. They move slowly as Dylan stops abruptly.
He smiles. A big happy grin. It's hers. Brenda's chicken salad…pasta salad and one for sure sign. He looks at Brandon. He is still reading the contents. He finally looks over at him and smiles.
"Number 21." Dylan nods.
Brandon laughs and nods. "The chicken salad is a dead giveaway." He shakes his head amused.
Dylan lifts his fingers and touches the cold gold shiny object that hangs from the lining. "What is that?" Brandon leans forward for a better looks.
Dylan reaches into his pocket and pulls out his fathers watch chain. He shows it to Brandon, there lies the exact gold shiny object. "It's the half heart I gave Brenda for Christmas back in high school. She has one half…I have the other." Brandon's eyes soften as he looks at his best friend.
"You still have it?" Dylan nods.
"I've never taken it off."
"And…she still has hers." He states the obvious.
Dylan sets his watch chain back into his pocket. "I guess she does." He says softly as he turns towards Brenda. Their eyes meet. Brenda noticing he is in front of her basket her eyes soften then harden as she looks away from him with a huff.
Brandon chuckles, his hand clasps Dylan's shoulder. "You got your work cut out for you." Seeing Brenda's pissed off expression towards Dylan.
Dylan looks at his friend with a knowing smirk. He knows he does…but with that half heart hanging in the lining he knows…he really doesn't.
The event gets down to business as Donna and David MC. The two of them reading cards with he contents of each basket. The bidding starts at 100 dollars. Baskets going for about that amount…sometimes a little higher. Brandon paid $500 for Kelly's date. But that's where he started the bidding.
"Next up." Donna shuffles her cards, "We have homemade red pepper hummus, pita and veggies. Chicken salad sandwiches with avocado and roasted red peppers and a balsamic vinaigrette pasta salad with sinful Italian means and cheeses. Do I hear $100." Donna smiles as she looks around.
Dylan opens his mouth as he hears a familiar voice, "$200." He looks towards Jax as he smiles happily facing the stage.
"I have $200…do I hear $250?"
"$250." Some guy says from the back.
"450." Jax calls out. Dylan is standing in shock.
"$450…do I hear $500." Donna looks to the stranger in the back. Brandon bumps him with his elbow. Dylan comes too.
"2000 dollars." Dylan calls out loudly. Brenda's eyes widen as they look at each other. Then Dylan's eyes meet Jax. He is fuming with anger that he can even see from across the room.
Donna giggles, knowing it's Brenda's basket, "Oh ok." She says giddy, "$2000. Do I hear $2100?" She asks knowing that that's far fetched. She looks at Jax.
Jax rocks back on his heels and raises his hand, "$2500." His eyes meet Dylan's intensely. He acts tough even though he knows when it comes to money Dylan has this in the bag.
Dylan smirks before Donna can even say anything he raises his hand. "5000 dollars." Dylan says easily.
"Oh my god." Donna say in her microphone unashamed. "Wow…5000 dollars?" She looks at Jax not exactly sure what total she should even ask for. Jax shakes his head looking to his feet defeated. $2,500 was already pushing it.
Dylan's smile grows, "$5000 going once…going twice…SOLD to Dylan McKay. Come collect your date." Donna smiles excitedly.
Dylan moves fluidly through the crowd as Brenda steps forward. He takes the basket and her hand in the other. They stare at each other as he leads her to the tables of dates that have already started.
He sets down the basket and eases into the seat. Brenda stands looking at him. "Five thousand dollars Dylan…really?" Her hand goes to her slim waist.
Dylan smirks and gives her a small shrug, "It's for the kids."
Brenda shakes her head, "Yeah…right." She slides into seat next to him. He watches Dylan take some of the contents out of the basket setting the table up for their very public date.
"A pictures for the heart association newsletter? You got the most money for your basket so far." The young photographer smiles politely.
Dylan wraps an arms around Brenda's shoulders pulling her tightly into him. They smile and pose for 3 pictures as the guy thanks them and walks away.
Dylan keep his closeness, "You still mad at me?" His lips close to her ear. His breath sending a wave of lust down her entire body.
She looks at him, "Yes." She says quickly.
Dylan smirks, "Good." He kisses her shoulder.
"Good I'm mad at you?"
Dylan nods, "Uh huh." He leans again, his lips at her ear, "It should make for an interesting evening when I fuck you later."
His words make Brenda's sex clench with need again. Butterflies whirl around her belly and she feels the wetness pool in her center. She swallows hard pressing her thighs closer together needing friction.
"Eat up…you'll need the energy." Dylan smiles and looks down taking his sandwich in his hands. He takes a bite and winks at her.
Finally Brenda smiles and shakes her head. She rolls her eyes but takes the sandwich in her hands. She looks around for a moment her eyes finding Jax's instantly. Sadness…hurt…despair…anger looks back at her. She instantly feels like shit.
Dylan notices their exchange. "He'll get over it." He says nonchalantly.
"Don't be mean." Brenda says setting down her sandwich not feeling hungry at all.
"I'm not being mean. I won."
Brenda huffs, "Please Dylan…it's not a shocker. You have a lot more money than Jax. I mean $5000 for a date with someone you are sleeping with anyway. Someone that has meals with you everyday for free."
"I didn't say I fight fair." Dylan takes a huge bite of his sandwich and smiles as he chews. "This is phenomenal by the way." He says enjoying the chicken salad. His picks up a piece of pita dipping it heavily into the hummus. He moans enjoying their spread. "You didn't fight fair either. I saw our heart pendent."
Brenda smiles a little that he noticed as she pushes his shoulder with his playfully. She looks back where Jax was giving them the eye but he's no longer there. Her eye catches his back as he heads into his office, the door closes forcefully.
She sighs, "I don't like hurting him." She says out loud.
Dylan sets down his sandwich and leans into her. "He's a grown man Bren. He'll be ok once his ego recovers."
Brenda stares at him and takes a deep breath. Knowing that it's true. Jax is probably a little jealous but she is sure his pride is more wounded than a meal with Dylan. She picks at the veggies and takes a bite.
Dylan smile widens. "What are you smiling about?" She smiles back.
Dylan chuckles, "I'm happy. And I know for a fact." His wraps his arm around her waist pulling her closer, "You put out on the first date." He wiggles his eyebrows at her seductively. "You're worth every penny."
Brenda shakes her head with a laugh and pushes at him. He takes her hand in his. Kissing her palm and leans into her. His lips touch hers tentatively. Sweetly and soft. It's not demanding like the other kisses they have shared recently. He's calm and relaxed.
"You're not mad anymore." He breathes against her lips. It isn't a question.
She shakes her head. "Disappointed? Since you like to have angry possessive sex now apparently." Her eyes twinkle with playfulness.
Dylan smiles and shakes his head, "No."
"No?"
"I got other plans for you."
"I'm intrigued."
Dylan raises his eyebrows and then winks again. He stares into her eyes. "Let's get out of here. We can take this home and enjoy it in bed." He starts to set the contents back into the basket.
Brenda swallows hard and nods. She helps him and then fastens the basket. He picks it up and takes her hand.
"Leaving so soon?" Brandon smiles watching them try to sneak out.
Dylan chuckles, "Enjoy your date." He calls from ahead and hears both Kelly and Brandon laugh out loud.
The drive in silent as Dylan caresses her thigh. Soon they are making out and walking backward. Brenda leading him to the couch.
"Uh uh." Dylan lifts her bridal style. "My bed this time." He leans in and kisses her softly as he takes the stairs two at a time.
Her dress is discarded frantically and Dylan's suit joins it on the floor. She sits slowly on the bed and pushes to the middle of it. Dylan's eyes looking down her hot body greedily. He's over her in a second.
"Hey." She smiles at him.
"Hey." He smiles back.
It's sweet. Innocent even. Like they're kids about to kiss for the first time. Not their first kiss, sweeter…younger.
It feels like the first time with her. It's been so long since they made love. Forever it seems. But his body knows hers. His lips know hers. There is something instinctual about it, comforting.
Dylan brings his hand to the back of her head and he pulls her into a slow deep kiss.
Her lips apart.
Her tongue slides between them. Tasting his, claiming his but soft and passionate. They kiss for a what seems like a long time. He slowly slips his hand in between her legs and receives a breathy moan that makes him even harder than he was before. She's already wet, ready. Needy. He strokes her anyway. Softly. So softly her groan is more whine than anything else.
"Dylan." She breathes, "Please." She begs.
"Please what, Bren?" His mouth finds her nipple as he sucks it hard into his mouth.
"Fuck me." She rolls her hips, grinding against him. "Please."
Dylan kisses her harder now. The tightening in his balls clouding his mind. He wants to take this slow. He wants to worship her, make love to her, show her how much he loves her. How is he suppose to do that if she is begging like that?
"Slow Bren." He breathes as he kisses her abdomen. Licking and nipping her slowly. He leans up and kisses her lips again. She uses it to her advantage as she pushes him gently so he flops to his back. Her knees plant outside his legs. Her wet heat against his hard center. Her thighs squeeze his hips. She leans down, her fingers curl into his hair as she kisses him fiercely.
She lifts her center, lowering her body onto his. She is in control this time. That much is obvious. She eases down slowly, taking him deeper and deeper.
"Fuck." Dylan's eyes close as he breathes out heavily. Pleasure floods his senses. Something else too. This satisfaction, this wholeness. He's exactly where he's suppose to be. This is more than sex, it's always been more than sex. It's her body against his. It's her heart in rhythm with his own. It's their souls embracing.
Dylan knots his hand in her hair then pulls her into a slow deep kiss. Her lips part for his tongue. Her hips shift. She raises herself up then drives down on him. He slips his hands to her hips guiding her. Rocking with her. He moves one of his hands to her clit. He rubs softly, then harder, higher. There. She groans against his mouth. Drags her teeth against his lip. Dylan keeps the same pressure, same speed, trying to take it slow and deep. She drives down on him again and again. They kiss hard and deep. Moans and groans fill Dylan's bedroom as they make love. Their bodies know something their minds just got.
She's his.
He's hers.
There will not be anyone else. Ever.
They stay locked together, kissing, groaning, moving together until she's there.
She pulls back to groan louder. Her nails dig into his shoulder. They rake down his chest. It's hard, aggressive, hot as fuck. It pushes Dylan to the edge. She sits up, riding him like an ocean wave as her head falls back. Dylan sits up, Brenda moaning louder as he hits her deeper. He pulls her flush against him. Their eyes lock. Dylan's arms wrapped so tightly around her as he moves with her. In sync, in a perfect rhythmic motion. He feels her sex clench him tightly. He moves a little faster, as she comes hard.
"Yeah…baby." Dylan whispers. He feels her come apart over and over against him. Then he is spilling into her not even a moment later. They are grinding together riding the same wave. Their bodies tremble with their orgasms as he holds her close to him.
The catch their breaths, their eyes staring intently into each others. In that moment they both know. They always knew but at this moment there is no denying it or underplaying it. Whatever happens later, tomorrow.
He needs her to be his.
Forever.
Ring…Wedding…more kids…all of it.
He needs to give her everything…always.
"Baby." Dylan whispers emotionally. His fingers play with her hair then caress her cheek.
"I know." Brenda breathes back. She does know. He wants to give her everything but she has to be willing to take it.
So how did I do? Things are hot and cold and fire with these two. Next up things get more complicated…for the better. I meant to have this chapter posted for Luke's death anniversary but I have been so busy with this corona virus bullshit. (I work in healthcare) Working longer, busier, mom stuff, you know life. But I'm glad I at least got it done. Hit review people. You're gonna wanna see what happens next.
