“Let me drive you home,” I insist.
Brant tucks his cock away and zips his jeans back up before tossing a look my way. “You don’t have to do that.”
“Yes, I do.” I crawl forward and climb off the bed. “Let me grab some panties real quick and leave a note. You can bring me back in the morning on your way to work.”
I feel Brant watching me as I cross to my dresser and grab a clean pair of panties. I stop just short of pulling them on since I can still feel his cum inside me. “Actually, I’m gonna run to the bathroom real quick,” I tell him. “You wait here.”
I clean up in the bathroom as quickly as I can, but I’m still worried that when I return to my bedroom, Brant will already be gone.
Relief lightens my heart when I come back and find him sitting on the edge of my bed.
New flutters assail my heart as his gaze rakes over my body, then beckons me over without him having to say a word.
I don’t stop until I’m right in front of him, then he pulls me forward and plants me on his lap so I’m straddling him. He bunches up the fabric of my nightgown and slides his hands under my ass, now scantily covered by my cotton panties. I should’ve grabbed sexier ones, but I didn’t think he’d be touching my butt again since he just finished fucking me.
I want all his touches, so I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders and rest my head against him. “I missed you,” I tell him quietly.
He sighs like it hurts to hear that. “Yeah, me too. Despite having many more years on you, seems I’m not much smarter.”
I grin and press my lips against the exposed skin of his neck. “You’re wonderful.” Then, teasingly, I add, “Maybe you miss me because you think I’m wonderful, too.”
He keeps one hand braced under my ass but brings the other up to cradle my face. Our eyes lock, and my stomach drops because he sounds so serious when he tells me, “I sure do.”
Heart all aflutter, I can’t resist closing the distance between us and kissing him now that I’m allowed to. I steal just one at first, then another. My thumb moves to caress his full, finely sculpted lips. It’s like an artist shaped them. No wonder he won’t kiss just anyone. Kissing lips these perfect should be a privilege, reserved only for a special few.
I’m so honored to be one of them, so happy he’s here. I can’t hold it in as I melt against him, as my body is thrilled and excited all over again by his big hands traveling all over me, feeling on my every curve.
Finally, Brant pulls back and rests his forehead against mine, closing his eyes. “If we’re gonna go, we should do it now, but be warned—if you go back to my house tonight, there’s a very good chance I’m gonna fuck you again.”
“I was already gonna drive you home, Brant. You don’t have to bribe me,” I tease.
He sighs, his arms tightening around my waist for a moment like he doesn’t want to let go, but then he does.
With a little reluctance, I climb off his lap. On impulse, I dart over to my closet and grab a dress to take with me, that way I won’t have to come home in a nightgown tomorrow.
We have to walk softly through the living room since Pappy fell asleep in his chair tonight. I’m relieved Brant didn’t wake him when he broke into our house, but it reminds me I need to caution him not to do that again. Brant may have guns lying around and a willingness to use them, but Pappy does, too.
I hold his hand as we make our way out of the house, then I hold it for a little longer as we walk toward his big blue truck, but I have to let go so I can walk around to the driver’s side.
I feel weird once I get behind the wheel. My little Honda sits a lot lower than this, so it’s strange looking out the windshield from so high up.
“You all right?” Brant asks, frowning at me as I hesitate with my hands on the wheel.
“Yeah,” I assure him. “I’m just not used to handling anything this big.”
Smirking, Brant shakes his head. “I’m not gonna touch that.”
I shoot him a look then shift around in the seat and fire up the engine. “All right, hopefully I don’t back into anything.”
Brant shakes his head at me again but doesn’t say anything. Thankfully, I manage to back out of my driveway without crashing into any telephone poles, and it’s much smoother sailing once all I have to do is drive in a straight line.