Marisa Chenery: Love Everlasting

“I feel the same way,” Elsa said. “I would never want to live in a city as big as London. Too many people for me.”

Their conversation turned to other subjects with Elsa doing most of the talking. Brand held her hand the entire time, but she didn’t seem to mind. Seven long years he’d waited for this. The last year had been agonizing. He’d waited for her to grow up only to lose her to another man. He’d kicked himself over the stupid mistake he’d made of waiting longer than he should have to approach Elsa. But now he had the opportunity to rectify it. After today, he wouldn’t let anyone, or anything, come between them.

Elsa watched Brand drink the last of his ale. He was almost too good-looking for words. She’d never thought of herself as the type of woman who liked a man with long hair, but when it came to Brand, she would think it a travesty if he were to cut it short. The way it was suited him. She could almost picture him in armor, looking like a warrior of old with his hair and muscular frame. And for some silly reason, she thought Brand would fit into that time period no problem. He gave off a vibe that let everyone in the pub know he wasn’t to be messed with. His gaze scanned the room from time to time, as if looking for an enemy attack or something.

The way Brand was seemed to call out to a very feminine side of her, one that gloried in the idea that he was all male and would protect her from anything. She was quite capable of taking care of herself, but there were times when she wished she could have a big, strong man in her life to lean on when she wanted to. Teddy hadn’t fit that bill, but Brand sure as hell could.

Elsa emptied her glass of wine, her mind already made up on how she wanted the rest of their date to go. She placed the wineglass down on the table and squeezed Brand’s hand, which still held hers. “How about we have our next drink at my flat? I have some beer and wine there.”

The flare of heat she saw in Brand’s eyes had her sucking in a deep breath. Then an ache built inside her pussy when he shifted his hand around hers and made small circles against the inside of her wrist while staring at her as if he wanted to eat her. Elsa knew exactly how she wanted him to do that. It involved both of them naked and his head between her legs.

Brand’s nostrils flared slightly when he drew in a breath. His gaze became even more heated. “Let’s go,” he said. He released her hand before he pulled enough money out of his pocket to cover their bill.

Elsa stood at the same time Brand did. He held out his hand, and she slipped hers into it, linking their fingers. Her heart beat faster in anticipation of what she hoped would come next after they arrived at her flat.

He walked her out of the pub and to the parking lot. Her gaze ran over his silver Lexus. He definitely had money. The car was one of those newer sports models that only the well-to-do could afford.

When they reached the Lexus, Brand unlocked it with a push of a button on the remote attached to his keychain. He then held open the passenger door for her to get inside. Once she was settled, he closed it before walking around the front of the car to the driver’s side. Elsa watched him as she put on her seatbelt. The way he moved even turned her on, all lethal grace with his heavy thigh muscles flexing with each step he took.

The short drive to her flat was over before Elsa knew it. She directed Brand to where he could park in the visitor parking at the back of the building. Once they were out of the car, she led him to the rear entrance and unlocked the secured door. They took the two flights of stairs up to reach her flat. She unlocked her door and pushed it wide open as she stepped through it. Brand followed behind her and shut it.

From force of habit, she stepped around him and engaged the lock before she turned to face him. “Would you like that beer now?”

He nodded. “Sure.”

“Go take a seat in the living room, and I’ll be right back with it.”

Elsa left Brand and headed for her small kitchen. She placed her purse on the table before she took a wineglass out of the cupboard for herself and put it on the counter. Next, she went to the fridge and took out a bottle of beer for Brand and the white wine she’d opened the night before. She poured herself a glass and then put it back in the fridge. After picking up both drinks, she headed for the living room where Brand sat on the couch. She handed him his beer before she took a seat next to him.

“Nice place,” he said.

“Thanks. It’s small, but I don’t mind. Means I have less to clean. Housework isn’t one of my favorite things to do.”

“You’d never be able to tell.”

“Thanks.”

She took a sip of wine. Now that she had Brand up in her flat, she hesitated on whether or not she should make the first move. Elsa was woefully out of practice. She inched closer so her thigh pressed against his. The heat from his body soaked into hers. The scent of the aftershave he used filled her nose. It smelled very masculine, matching the man who wore it.

Elsa lifted her head to say something, but he took her wineglass from her and put it, along with his untouched beer, on the coffee table in front of them. He then put his arms around her, turning to face her, and dragged her closer. His lips came down on hers in a gentle kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, returning it, her blood heating.

“I’ve waited so long to do this,” Brand said softly against her lips before he took her mouth in a more thorough kiss.

She opened her mouth as his tongue swept along her lips, seeking entrance. She shivered in delight when he tasted her. Wetness pooled deep inside her pussy, and her arousal increased. Elsa wanted to touch and explore every inch of Brand’s body, feel his hard muscles under his clothes.

Their kiss turned more carnal, and Elsa moaned into Brand’s mouth. Having never been much on the shy side, she dropped one hand and cupped his cock through his jeans. What sounded almost like a soft, animal-like growl pushed out of Brand when she stroked him. Her pussy clenched, aching to have him inside it. He was thick and long.

Brand pushed her back on the couch so she lay stretched out on it. He followed her down, never breaking contact with her lips. Her hand trapped between them, Elsa continued to stroke his cock. It jerked in her grasp, causing her to moan. Being in Brand’s arms, she realized how mediocre sex had become with her ex. Teddy had never caused her body to go up in flames, or made her want to tear his clothes off so she could do wanton things to him. Only Brand excited her that much.

A large hand came up and covered her breast. His thumb brushed back and forth along her taut nipple. Elsa gasped into Brand’s mouth when he plucked at it. She released his cock and skimmed her hand around his body until she reached his hard ass. She gripped it and urged him fully between her legs. His erection came in contact with her jean-clad pussy, and she ground against him.

Brand made that growling sound again before he pulled away from her lips and kissed his way along her jaw and down the side of her neck. He propped himself up on one bent elbow as he used his other hand to work on the buttons of her blouse and then pulled the bottom of it out of the waistband of her jeans. He pushed the material aside and yanked one of her bra cups aside. He shifted lower on her body until he drew even with her breast. Elsa sank her hands into his thick, black hair and held him to her chest as he circled her nipple with his tongue before he sucked it inside his mouth. Each pull on the taut peak caused her pussy to grow wetter, aching with need.

He released her nipple and pulled down the other bra cup before he sucked on the second. Elsa lifted her hips against Brand, her moans sounding breathy. God, she wanted him. And given how hard his cock was, he wanted her too.