Chapter Nine - You would think it was my first time

Skyla

I am freaking out slightly about tonight. I haven’t got much sexual experience, and something tells me Brandon is going to be incredible in bed, and I don’t want to disappoint. I went shopping after he left for something sexy to wear. I wasn’t very familiar with lingerie, but I bought something simple and sexy, a green silk baby doll and a pair of panties to match. I had it set out on my bed along with my dress. It was a casual summer dress but long enough to cover what I would have on underneath.

“Skyla, can I come in,” I hear Kelsey say, knocking on my bedroom door, “Yes,” I call back.

“Have you calmed down yet?” she laughs, “No! I don’t know if I can handle him. What if I don’t live up to his expectations? I know he is an experienced man, and I don’t want to disappoint.” I whine.

I am glad Kelsey is okay with me seeing her boss, “Skyla, you will be fine. Stop panicking.” she encourages.

“I can’t help it,” I sigh, sitting down on the bed, “You will be fine, babe. The heat is already there, so together, you will be on fire.”

“I hope so…” I didn’t want to discuss the sexual side with her in too much detail because it must be weird for her to hear me talk about her boss in such a manner.

“Wait until he sees you in that sexy little thing. He will lose his mind,” she smirks, “Really? Is it sexy enough?”

“Yes, and trust me, it won’t be on long,” she giggles, nudging me. I laugh, shaking my head.

Kelsey left me to get ready for my night. Brandon was coming to pick me up in an hour. I told him I would have driven myself, but he insisted on picking me up after lecturing me on how a real man doesn’t make his date come to him or make a woman drive at night on her own. I found it amusing, but he wasn’t amused when I laughed. I swear the man has some issues, but hey, don’t we all?

I pull my hair into a high ponytail, keeping my make-up to only mascaras and lipstick. I slip off my dressing gown, putting the lingerie on and covering it with my dress and a hoodie. I give myself the once over in the mirror, sighing as I look at myself. I really hope one day, when I see myself in the mirror, I will like what I see, but it hasn’t happened yet. My insecurities always get the better of me.

“You got this, girl,” I whisper, taking a deep breath and pulling myself together. You would think it was my first time having sex with how much I am freaking out?

I grab my overnight bag, heading to the living room to sit with Kelsey until Brandon arrives. He will be here early. He always is.

“How are you doing?” she asks, handing me a glass of wine, “Nervous, still, but I am sure I will relax, eventually.” I chuckle, taking a sip of my drink.

“I have never seen you so nervous before,” she replies, “Because I have never known a man like Brandon, that’s why.” He is on an entirely another level from other men.

“True, he is rather different from most. Just be careful, okay? I know his reputation, and I don’t want you to end up hurt,” I can hear the concern in her voice for me, “I know. You don’t need to worry about me, my heart is guarded, and I don’t plan on letting that guard down.” I smile.

She nods, taking a sip of her wine, “Do you have protection?” she asks, “Um, no, I am on birth control, but I am sure he will have condoms. I wouldn’t even know what size to get for him. He is huge.” I blurt out.

“More information than I needed to know,” she giggles, “Sorry.” I blush. I should probably have kept that information to myself. We laugh and only stop when there is a knock on the door.

“That will be Brandon. He is always early,” I say. He was nearly half an hour early, “I will get the door. You finish your wine. Help calm your nerves.”

Kelsey disappears to answer the door, and I gulp down the rest of my drink. I hear them chatting as they make their way inside. I take a few deep breaths and stand to greet him.

The moment I come into his view, he smirks, glancing me over, “Hey, angel, did you miss me?” he chuckles, “Hmm, hey. I only saw you a few hours ago.” I snicker, shaking my head.

“But you still missed me, admit it…” he has his famous smug appearance on his face. I roll my eyes, and he raises his brow at me. I don’t know what his issue is with eye rolls, “Are you ready to go, sweetness?” he smiles.

“I am, yes.” I hugged Kelsey goodbye, she and Brandon said their goodbyes, and we headed out.

Brandon reaches for my hand, linking his fingers with mine, “Have you been doing much since I left?” he asks, making conversation on our way down to his car.

“Not much, though I did a little shopping,” I smirk and then bite on my lower lip, wondering if he would pick on what kind of shopping I meant, “Shopping? For what?” there was a sexy smile present on his lips. Yes, he knows what I mean.

“I guess you will need to wait and see, won’t you,” I purr, licking my lips. He groans, “Tease.” I smile sweetly at him.

He walked me around to the passenger’s side, and I expected him to open the door, but he had other ideas. He presses my back to the car, his body to mine. I whimper in response, and he grabs my face, causing pleasure to run through me.

“I have been thinking of you and your sweet pussy all fucking day, and I can’t wait to claim it as my own.” His words are low and seductive, his eyes dark with lust.

My legs nearly fall from under me, and the heat rises between my thighs. He takes my lips roughly in his, kissing me with such passion and possession, and I become fragile. I fist his tee, kissing him back. Brandon parts his lips from mine, both panting heavily.

“We should go, kitten,” he breathes out. I move away from the door, and he opens it, letting me climb in, swatting my ass as I do before closing the door.

I rest against the chair, trying to calm my breathing and stop the throbbing between my thighs. I am sure my panties are now wet. Brandon climbs in, starting the car to get us on the road to his.

“Do you see what you do to me, Skyla?” he points to his obvious hard-on in jeans, “Trust me, I am just as excited. You just can’t see mine.”

“No, but I can feel it,” he says, reaching over and pulling my legs apart, slipping his hand under my dress and running his fingers over my panties. I gasp, holding onto the seat, “Mmm, yes, so hot and wet for me, which means you are ready for me. The second we are alone, you are mine.” he grunts.

I could only nod and moan in response. I had a feeling by the time he was done with me, I won’t be able to think or walk straight.