A Touch of the Forbidden

A Touch of the Forbidden

Sitting at the bar surrounded by dozens of people after work on a Friday night, Elisa felt so alone. She lifted her drink, a whiskey sour, to her lips. The drink slid smoothly down telling her the bartender knew their stuff. Sighing, she savored the flavors on her tongue. Elisa barely registered someone sitting on the stool beside her. It wasn't until she heard her name that she was pulled from her brooding thoughts.

"Elisa? Is that you?"

She turned, her eyes widening in recognition and surprise, "Brix, um, hi."

"I thought that was you. It's been a while. What, two, three years now?"

"Three. Last time I saw you was just before...the divorce. That last poker night at the house."

Elisa looked down into her tumbler, unable to meet Brix's eyes now. Brix was her ex husband's best friend and co-worker. She had always felt comfortable around him, unlike some of his other friends and family. Brix had always seemed to, well almost potty her at times.

"It's been that long?" Brix replied.

"Yeah. I'm sure you and his other friends hate me for him leaving town. Like his family does."

Brix reached out and took hold of her chin. Gently, but firmly, he turned her head so that her eyes met his. "Elisa, listen to me. You have nothing to be sorry for. You're not the one who did anything wrong."

"Brandon never would have treated me the way he did if I had been enough."

"Stop it. You hear me, stop this. Brandon is the one who should apologize to you. You do not deserve to be treated the way he treated you."

Elisa could feel tears prickling the corners of her eyes. "I was a bad wife. All I ever did was complain, I couldn't do anything right. I'm fat..."

Her words died on her tongue at the angry look in Brix's hazel eyes and the low growl that escaped him. He was looking at her like...well she really could not describe the look. All she did know was that no man had ever looked at her like he was. Unless she was going crazy, he looked angry not At her but FOR her.

"You were a great wife. You took care of the house, made sure the bills were paid on time, did his laundry, cooked his meals. As for you being fat I'm calling bullshit." He said, his baritone voice taking on an edge. "You were always a terrific hostess when Brandon had our poker nights. I don't know many women who would silently take..."

Brix broke off here and took a swallow of his beer. This peeked Elisa's interest. What was he insinuating? Did he mean what she was thinking he meant? "Take what...Brix?"

His body almost shook at the breath he released, as if his body was expelling all those emotions he felt. After a few heartbeats, he once more locked eyes with her. "The jokes, the innuendos that Brandon and some of the others made. I know you had to have heard on those nights. Didn't you?"

Elisa looked away again and nodded. "Kind of hard not to. Hearing Brandon and the others laughing at me when they assumed I couldn't hear. Well, I never heard you join then, but the others..."

"That's because I would NEVER degrade a woman that way. Elisa, I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" She asked, her head snapping up, looking at him in the low bar light in shock.

"For not stopping them. Not saying something to them. When he told us you filed that last night, he honestly thought you weren't serious. So did the others, but I knew better. I had watched over the years as you started getting more and more upset though you never voiced it. Brandon would tell me his version of arguments you two had, how he would blow off your feelings. He would tell me how you were just an overly emotional woman but never looked at himself. It pissed me off."

Elisa knew her eyes had be wide now and her mouth agape in surprise. "You...you were pissed...FOR me?"

Brix's eyes met hers. Without hesitation, he nodded. "I was. I still am. Elisa, I'm so sorry I never said anything to stop him or the others."

"Brix..." Elisa breathed.

Elisa could not understand why her heart was pounding now. Sitting there in the low light, her eyes tethered to Brix's. Those hazel eyes seemed almost ethereal in the light, boring into hers, almost as if he were silently trying to convey something that she could not decipher. Unconsciously, her tongue slipped out over her lower lip. Her body felt an electric charge she had not felt in so long and Felix was the cause.

Slowly, Brix lifted a hand from his thigh. Almost as if reaching toward a skittish cat, he kept his movement slow as he gently cupped her cheek. The barely audible whimper she released was encouraging and hot as hell. He studied Elisa, watched her brown eyes close and her head leaned into his touch. A look of pure bliss washing over her face.

How many times over the nearly fifteen years of knowing this woman had he wanted to do this? To feel her skin against his hand. To just pull her into his arms and hold her. All those poker nights when Brandon and the others had laughed about her, talked down about her. They teasing him when he would defend her. When in reality he had wanted to find her, pull her into his arms and hold her.

Now, he could do that. Shifting off his bar stool, Brix reached out with his other arm and pulled Elisa into him. He did not miss the way her body tensed but that did not stop him. Gently and firmly, Brix enveloped Elisa into his arms. Her head now against his shoulder as he stroked up and down her back. Hesitantly, he felt her arms move and encircle him.

"Elisa." He breathed, unsure if she heard him over the den of the bar.

Elisa's head was spinning as she sat on the edge of her stool being held by Brix Cooper. Of all of Brandon's friends, this man had been the only one who made an effort to talk to her. To engage with her in some way. He had always been able to make her smile. At one time, Brandon had accused her about having a crush on him. Then followed that up with a guy like Brix could never want a woman like her.

Emotions flooded her then, emotions she had believed were shored up in her mind. Her hands clutched the cotton t-shirt he wore as she buried her head in his shoulder, her tears she had kept at bay broke free. Silently, in this man's embrace, those tears came. Unwanted. Embarrassed, she tried to pull away, but Brix's arms refused to let her and only tightened around her. She felt him stroking the back of her head.

"I've got you now Elisa. You're safe now." Brix whispered.

"I...can you...take me home...please." Elisa requested, her voice cracking.

"Did you drive or..."

"Took an Uber."

"Then let's get out of here Sweetheart."

*****

Sitting in the passenger seat of Brix's truck, Elisa took several breaths. She felt horribly embarrassed at loosing it there at the bar and in front of Brix of all people. When he called her 'Sweetheart', a delicious and forbidden shiver shot through her. What the hell was happening here between her and Brix.

"You alright over there?"

"Y...yeah. I'm sorry about loosing it at the bar."

"You have no need to apologize to me. I have a feeling what happened was a long time coming. Elisa?"

"Yes Brix?"

"When was the last time someone comforted YOU?"

This question stunned her. God, when HAD the last time been? Brandon surely had not. Not even when she lost her grandmother and mother. Oh sure he had said he was sorry and went to the funerals with her, but that was all. She frowned as she thought about Brix's question.

"I...god I can't even remember." Elisa managed.

Brix just hummed, but said nothing further as he continued driving. Elisa sat there looking out the window, feeling herself calming down again. When Brix had placed her in his truck, she had not missed how effortlessly he lifted her off her feet. She knew she was no feather. Brandon constantly reminded her of that fact that at one hundred and sixty pounds she needed to get in better shape.

It was only in the last year and a half or so she had started to become comfortable with her body. So what if she was no size two and did not weigh under a hundred and twenty pounds. After divorcing Brandon and getting the house in their divorce, she started to try and enjoy herself. She did the things she wanted to do, ate what she wanted to eat. Yet, there were still times, like tonight were those doubts that Brandon had created in her mind, crept in. How he had been the best thing and that no man would want a nearly forty something, chubby, lazy woman like her.

She was brought out of her musing when Brix pulled into the driveway beside her Subaru. "Um, you want to...come in? I kind of ruined your night out so the least I could do is offer you a drink or something."

"Sure." Brix smiled at her, the glow of the dash casting shadows over his handsome face.

Before she could do more than unbuckle her seatbelt and open her door, Brix was out of the truck and at her side. His hands were at her waist and once more effortlessly lifting her from the cab of the truck before sitting her on her feet. Elisa licked her suddenly dry lips, looking up at him. Brix was a tall man, almost a foot taller than her. Not to mention incredibly good looking and strong. He did not look his age that was for sure.

Reluctantly, she turned from him and led the way to her front door. A feeling washing over again, the same feeling she felt at the bar when he had cupped her cheek. An awareness she had not felt before. Almost like Brix was looking over her as he followed behind her. It was quickly followed by embarrassment at that thought.

'No, that's ridiculous. Brix could never see me that way.' Elisa chastised herself, unlocking the front door.

She had only taken two steps into the entryway, barely enough to set her keys and purse on the small table before her world tilted on its axis. She flipped on the light, then Brix grabbed her, spun her and pinned her against the wall. His strong hands shackling her wrists up over her head.

"Elisa." Brix growled.

His lips captured hers. Confident. Demanding. His tongue slid along her lips making her gasp. Brix took advantage of her distraction and his tongue invaded her mouth. Twirling, dancing with hers. Elisa moaned, sucking his tongue as her body came alive. Her nipples diamond hard and throbbing, her pussy going molten between her legs.

"Brix...we...shouldn't..."

"I want you Elisa." Brix breath, licking along the column of her neck. "Have wanted you for years. To feel you come alive for me. I want you to give in. Give in to me."

"Oh fuck. Brix, your mouth..."

Chuckling against her skin, Brix lifted his other hand to her hip. Slowly, his hand traveled up her side. Learning the curves that had haunted his dreams since he had met her. Feeling her tremble and hearing her gasp his name. Up his hand continued, reaching the curve of her breast. Needing to feel their weight in his hand, Brix cupped her.

"God your breast feels so good. Perfect fit."

"Yes Brix. Please."

"Tell me Sweetheart. Mmmm. Have you ever thought of me? Imagined me doing this?" Elisa whimpered. Brix lifted his head and looked down at the brunette he had pinned to the wall. Her eyes were closed. "Open your eyes Sweetheart." Languidly, her lips lifted. "That's a good girl. Now, answer me. Have you ever thought of me? Tell me the truth."

"Y...yes." Elisa whispered.

"Oh I like that. Knowing you've thought of me as I've thought of you."

Her eyes widened. "You...you thought of me..."

Brix leaned down kissing her once more. This time, slower. Seductively. He pulled back to rest his forehead against hers. "I have. For years. Every time I heard Brandon talk down to you, see that hurt in your eyes, all I wanted was to take you in my arms. Make you feel everything you should be feeling. To make you tremble under my fingers. My mouth. To take you away from him."

Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Brix decided to change things up. He lowered her arms, holding her hand, he tugged her toward the living room. Sitting on the sofa, he eased her down so she now sat on his lap. He could see that she seemed nervous at this and he had a pretty good idea why and immediately wanted to put her insecurities to rest.

"Before you say anything, you are NOT too heavy. I know what Brandon told you and it's horse shit."

"But he's...your friend." She panted.

"Not anymore, hasn't been since the night he told us you were filing for divorce. What all did you hear that night? The last poker game here?"

"I...I heard him telling you and the others I had served him papers. How he thought I was bluffing. When the others and Brandon started laughing, I headed upstairs to the guest room I had been using. Once I filed, I knew legally he couldn't kick me out, which I had been worried about."

Brix nodded, "After he told us and he and the others started laughing. I got so angry. I stood up, and let them have it. I told Brandon that I wasn't surprised you had filed. Told him how he had no right to treat you like he did. That he wouldn't have the home he had if it weren't for you. He and the others were shocked but didn't say a damned word. I left right after.

"The next day at the office, he wouldn't even speak to me. He just looked at me all pissed, but I didn't care. I said what I should have said long before then. A few weeks after, he announced he was moving to the next town over to take the office's manager position there. He then pulled me aside, told me like the arrogant prick he is, that he was glad he was leaving and that you wouldn't find anyone better than him. That he could find a better woman any time he wanted."

"Oh god. That's what he told me the day he packed his stuff and left." Elisa spoke.

"He's wrong. You deserve so much better than him."

"No I don't." she breathed, looking down and her hands in her lap.

"Yes you do Elisa. You hear me? You deserve to be loved, desired, cherished." he said, lifting her chin up to she was looking in his eyes. "You are a beautiful, sexy woman."

"Me beautiful? Sexy? Brix, how much did you drink at the bar?"

*****

Brix sat there stunned. He saw in her eyes that she honestly believed that she was neither beautiful nor sexy nor deserving of being loved. 'Damn Brandon.'

He would show her just how beautiful and sexy she was. If she would let him. Now that he had admitted to her that he thought of her, he would do what he had dreamed of. He would show her. He only hoped she would let him. His hand moved to once more cup her cheek. As before, she leaned into his touch, only this time she didn't close her eyes.

"Elisa, listen to me. I think you are beautiful and sexy. I know he told you other wise, but he was wrong. IS wrong. I want to show you that."

"Show me? How?"

Brix smiled. Oh all the ways he wanted to show her, but he also knew he would have to go slow at first. Let her get used to him. His hand slid from her cheek to the base of her skull. Eyes locked, he pulled her to him. Slow enough to give her any chance to stop him, but his hand still firm. She did not stop him though. Kissing her softly at first. Taking his time, enjoying how pliable her lips were beneath his.

Elisa moaned, lips parting in invitation. One he gladly accepted. When their tongues met again this time, it was Brix's turn to moan and deepened the kiss, holding her tighter to him. Elisa's hands rested on his chest, fisting his shirt. Her body relaxing more and more as the kiss wore on. When her arms slid up his chest and around his neck, Brix moved her so she was now straddling him. Nipping her bottom lip, Brix rolled his hips, rocking against her, letting her feel his erection.

"Brix..." Elisa gasped, tightening her arms, her face burying against his neck.

"Yes Sweetheart, that hard cock is for you. All for you." Brix hissed in her ear, nipping it, his tongue tracing the shell. "Hard, throbbing. How does that make you feel? Knowing your ex husband's ex best friend has been wanting you for years. Is now holding you, mmmm, kissing you." Brix kissed her again hard and demanding. His hand tangled in her hair, tongue slipping in and out of her mouth, mimicking what he wanted his cock to do to her. "How does it feel?"

"Feels...forbidden...amazing." Elisa panted. "Brix, please..."

"Please what Sweetheart? Tell me what you want."

"More. Touch me more Brix."

Brix gripped her hips as he stood. She let out a squeal of surprise, her arms and legs wrapped around him, trapping him tightly between her legs. Silently, Brix stalked to the stairs, taking them two at a time. He wanted her on the bed. Naked. Entering her bedroom, Brix moved to the bed, easing her to her feet.

"I'm going to undress you Sweetheart. My hands teasing that curvy body as I do. I want you soaked for me. Trembling for more. Is that what you want? Hmmm? You want me to make you mindless except for what I make you feel?" Brix asked, massaging her thighs.

"Yes...Is..." Elisa's eyes widened, embarrassment flooding her eyes, heat creeping up her neck into her cheeks in the lone lamp light from her nightstand.

"Well, well. My Sweetheart has a naught side it seems? That excites you? The idea that I could..." Brix paused, leaning down so that his mouth was at her ear. "The idea that I could be your...Sir? Is that what you've thought about when you thought of me?"

Elisa nodded.

"Use your words Sweetheart. I want to hear you say it."

"Yes...Sir."

"Oh that's a good girl."

Brix straightened up, looking down a her. Smiling, he began to unbuttoning the pink shirt she had worn that night. Each bit of skin revealed making him hungry for more. He noticed her breathing hitching every time, his finger tips brushed her skin. He made sure he kept his eyes on her, reading her face, her eyes.

"You scared?"

"Not, scared but...it's been a long time."

"How long Sweetheart?" Brix inquired pulling the shirt from her body, revealing the satiny pink bra she wore, his finger tips brushing down her arms.

"Since... well me and Brandon hadn't had sex in...almost a year by the time I filed."

Those word froze Brix and it was his turn for his eyes to go wide. "Sweetheart, are telling me it's been over three years since you've been with a man?"

"Yes. I mean, I've..." she broke off here a little embarrassed at admitting that.

Brix leaned down and kissed her softly. "Baby girl, tonight we won't go any further than you want. You hear me. If you want me to stop right now, just say the word."

"No, please...I don't want to stop Brix. I don't want youth stop."

"Then you want me to continue? Finishing undressing you. You want me to see you naked for me, want me to keep touching you, teasing you. To make you so needy and wet for me?"

Elisa groaned, tossing her head back, eyes closing as he spoke, her mind already imagining how it would feel. "Yes...Sir. Please, don't stop."

"Oh you're going to be such a good girl for me aren't you?" Brix chuckled, kissing down her neck as he reached for the waistband of her jeans. "You're going to come alive under my touch aren't you? Writhe for me, whimpering for me, begging for more."

"God yes. I want to feel it. Feel how you can make me feel. Please. Please."

Growling low in his throat, Brix tugged a cup of her bra down as his other hand deftly unbuttoned and tugged down her zipper. His mouth closed over the harden nipple at the same moment his hand slid into her jeans. Hearing Elisa gasp his name and her back arching shot lust straight to his already hard dick. Adding more suction to her nipple, he reached down with his other hand and slowly started pushing her jeans down. Without being asked, Elisa reached down and pushed the denim over her curvaceous ass.

"That's it Sweetheart. Give into what your body is telling you. Your body already knows I will make you feel so good."

"I feel so very..."

Brix shifted his attention to her other nipple as his hand cupped her between her legs. The material of her panties feeling hot and wet. Sucking her nipple harder, the heel of his hand rocked against her clit. "Christ baby girl. Yes, grind against my hand. I want to feel your pussy getting wetter for me. That's it. Back and forth."

Elisa could only do as he told her. Already her mind was focusing on only how this man was making her feel. Panting, her hips rocked back and forth, pressing into his palm, clutching the sides of his shirt. Feeling his mouth around her nipple sucking and tugging making her gasp and buck. It was too much yet not enough at the same time.

"Fuck. Oh please, please..."

"Please what Sweetheart? Hm?"

"More. I need...god I need more."

Lifting his head, Brix looked down, studying her face while a finger eased beneath the side of her panties and inside her. Both moaned and her eyes snapped open and locked with his. "Fucking hell Elisa. You're already soaking wet and so tight around my finger."

"Told you...it had been a while."

Brix leaned down kissing her again, his finger moving in and out of her. God he wanted her. Yet, feeling her now, he knew she would need to be prepared for him. He was pretty well endowed and hurting her was not in the cards in any form. Gently he started to slip a second finger inside her. Her slick walls clutching both tightly.

"Oh my god. Oh so good. Oh Sir..."

"Nice and slow baby girl. That's right, get used to my fingers. Mmm, your pussy getting wetter for me. You're getting tighter."

"I'm getting close."

"Already? Tell me Sweetheart, can you have multiple orgasms?"

"Yes, oh I can."

"Then cum for me Elisa. I want to feel that pretty pussy cum on my fingers."

Staring down at her, he watched as she came apart for him. Her spine bowing, her thighs clamping around his wrist keeping his hand trapped where it was. Wiggling his fingers inside her, feeling the vice like grip of her pussy around them, her juices coating his fingers, leaking out into his palm. God he need to taste her. Wanted the taste of her on his tongue.

Not giving her the chance to fully come down from her high, Brix was kneeling down. Gripping the sides of her panties, her ripped them and his tongue was quickly replacing his fingers. Groaning at that first taste, her heard Elisa cry out his name, one of her hands tangling in his hair. This was what he wanted. Wanted her to lose control for him; because of him.

"Yes, that it Sweetheart. Mmmm, grind against my mouth. Give it to me." Brix ordered against her.

"Yes sir. Please yes Brix. Ohh, yours. Mmmm, god, oh fuck so good." Elisa panted riding his mouth, his tongue. When she felt him add a finger inside her again, she flew toward the edge all over again. His mouth, tongue and finger sucking her clit, thrusting in and out of her. "I'm going to cum again Brix. Fuck. Fuck. Please don't stop!"

Brix hummed in greedy pleasure, sucking and thrusting faster and harder. "Do it. Oh soak my face baby girl. Give me your cum. Now!"

And she did. Brix drank her like a man dying of thirst. That first taste of her on his lips was like the sweetest wine. She tasted even better than he imagined she would. The sting of the death grip she had on his hair only spurred him on more. He made a mental note to taste her as often as she would allow him, knowing after tonight, he would never tire of it.

When he felt Elisa's hand loose and slide over his head to rest on his shoulder, he slowly pulled away. Licking his lips, he sat back on his heels. Slowly, he stood and lifted her into his arms. He could feel her trembling in the aftermath of her double orgasm. Softly, Brix lay her on the bed then stepped back, beginning to strip. He was just pushing down his boxers when here eyes opened. He smirked as her eyes turned molten at seeing him. Stepping out of his boxers, Brix reached down and under her gaze stroked himself.

"Does my baby girl like what she sees?"

"You're bigger than Br...he was. Much thicker too." She answered in awe.

"Think you can take me?" He asked, liking how she stopped herself from saying her ex husband's name now.

"I don't know." She said, sitting up. She reached behind her back, undid her bra, pulled it off and dropped it over the side of the bed. Licking her lips, she started crawling toward the edge of the bed where he stood. "I would like to see though."

"You want to feel it don't you? Wrap your little hand around it?"

"Yes Sir."

Brix let go of his cock and just watched her. He wanted to see what she would do. He sucked in a breath when Elisa knelt in front of him and wrapped her fingers around him. Her hands couldn't close completely around him, but she didn't seem intimidated by that fact. Gently, her hand started sliding up and down his length. Her hands were so soft on his skin. He hummed his appreciation, looking down at her. Her eyes now seemed focused on the precut leaking from the tip.

"Fuck yeah!" He groaned, her mouth enveloping the head. "That's it baby girl, lick my precum, taste me Sweetheart." He smiled as she sucked him in a little deeper. That's what he wanted, to make her feel bolder, to know she was pleasing him. "Yes Elisa. Ohh, take me deeper. Mmm, get my cock slick with with your mouth baby. Feels so damned good."

Feeling embolden, Elisa moaned as she sucked Brix in more. She knew she wouldn't be able to take all of him, but what she couldn't take, she stroked with one hand. As she sucked and stroked, her other hand moved unthinkingly between her legs. The moment she found her throbbing clit, she moaned around his cock.

"Christ yes! Watching you suck my cock, feeling you moan as you rub your clit. Yes baby girl, don't stop. I want your pussy wet all over again. Yes, slide those fingers inside that sweet pussy for me. Make it nice and wet for this cock."

Brix stared down at Elisa. Her eyes closed in pleasure as she sucked him harder. Her right hand around his cock and her left hand between her legs. He growled as she rode the three fingers she had inside her pussy. He could hear her getting wet again. God, this woman was a vision to him. So eager to explore her sexuality, the trust she was giving him. He would do what he could to make sure she didn't regret this.

"Lay back baby. I need to be inside you now. I can't wait any longer. Are you wet enough?" Brix hissed, reluctantly pulling her mouth off him.

"Yes Sir." Elisa breathed, easing back onto her back and moving so her head was on the pillow.

"I need to get a condom..."

"No...I mean...I'm..."

Brix had never been with a woman without a condom. Even his ex wife had insisted as she did not want to go on birth control nor did she want children. Brix had had a vasectomy almost four years ago, so pregnancy was no issue, but she had still insisted. Wanting to be completely sure what Elisa was saying, he moved over Elisa, leveling his eyes with hers.

"Elisa, I want to be one hundred percent sure I understand what you're asking me. Are you asking me to be completely bare inside you? You should know, once I'm inside that tight wet pussy of yours, I will NOT pull out. Do you understand that? That if I take you bare, I will be coming inside you. As deep as I can."

Elisa reached up, her hands on either side of his stubbled face. "I understand Brix. I'm still on the pill and I over heard the guys ribbing you about having a vasectomy. I want this Brix. Tonight, so far you've made me feel more alive than I've felt in years. I can think of no better way to thank you than giving myself to completely to you."

Brix's nostrils flared at not just her words, but their meaning. He took her lips in a kiss. Trying to pour all of what he was feeling into it. The lust, the desire, all of it. Elisa whimpered and he felt her arms and legs slide around his body, pulling him into her willing body. His erection which had abated a little during their talk, roared to life with vengeance when he settled between her legs.

He could feel her pussy wet and hot against his cock. She rolled her hips slightly, sliding up and then back against him. Brix moaned, the feeling of her coating his cock with her pussy was hot as hell. He slid one hand between them, gripping the base while using his other to tug at one of her wrists.

"Sweetheart, place your hands over your head. Wrists crossed." Licking her lips, she obeyed. Smiling, Brix cuffed her crossed wrist with one hand, rubbing his cock up and down her entrance with the other. "So obedient for me. I'm going to go slow. Let you get used to me. To the feel of my cock stretching your pussy. Keep your legs around my waist. Just take what I'm giving you. Give into it."

"Yes Sir. Please, I want this. To feel you."

"Good girl. Keep your eyes open and on mine. I want to watch them as I take you this first time."

Elisa's eyes opened and stared into his hazel ones. The look she saw in them had her getting wet. No man had ever looked at her the way that Brix Denison was looking at her. She licked her lips feeling the head of his cock press against her. Never taking her eyes off his, she gasped as he began to push inside her. He was hard and thick, her lips stretching as he slowly slid in.

"You're...god...you're..."

"I know baby girl, nice and slow now."

Inch by inch Brix pushed inside. Pausing after each one to let her adjust. The first few inches had stung a little, yet felt amazing. After those first few, Elisa grew more wet, moaning for more. She never once took her eyes from his as he had instructed her, but felt them widen the more of him that sank into her body.

"Fuck, last bit baby. Can you take all of me?" He gritted.

"Yes Sir. Please Brix...all." She pleaded breathlessly.

"Shit!" Brix roared, pushing that last inch into her, bottoming out.

"Yes!" Elisa cried, legs locked around his waist, her heels digging into the small of his back.

Panting, Brix was the one to break eyes contact and buried his face into the crock of her neck. His cock throbbing as her vaginal walls seemed to pulse around him. She was so tight and so wet. The more he had slid in the wetter she had got for him, the more her body had trembled beneath him. Moaning, he turned his head, laying soft kisses along her neck.

"You're such a good girl. Mmm, taking all of me like this. Letting me have you bare, knowing soon your pussy will be full of my hot cum. That's what you want isn't it? What you need Sweetheart. To be fucked. To be filled by a man, a REAL man. You've dreamed of me taking you like this haven't you? Even when you were married to him?" He whispered as he started to move.

"Yes, yes Sir. Many times...oh god so deep...I dreamed of you Brix. Mmmm yes, yes." She panted, her hands tightening around his as he kept her wrists over her head.

"Me too. Mmm, so many nights after those poker night I went home and dreamt of fucking you. Of sneaking up behind you in the kitchen while he and the others played, pulling down your pants and panties and just taking you."

"Fuck!"

"Ohhh is my baby girl about to cum again already?"

"Yes Sir. Please...please..."

"Do it. Cum on my cock Sweetheart." Elisa came on a groan. Brix took hold of her wrists and placed them around his neck, pulling his face back to watch her. Her eyes had actually rolled back in pure pleasure. "Yes, that's it. Oh baby girl, yes cum on my cock."

"Brix..." Elisa panted as she came for him, feeling him slowly sliding in and out of her, prolonging her climax. "Never felt so good. Please Sir."

"You want me to fuck you now? Hm? To take you like I've dreamed? Sliding my cock out and back in so deep?"

"Fuck yes Sir. Yes I want you deep."

Brix kissed her hungrily. As their lips and tongues molded to each other, he started thrusting. Slowly withdrawing only to just as slowly thrust back inside her. Bottoming out insider her. He swallowed her cries, feeling her nails dig into his shoulders. Her heels digging into the small of his back to giver her leverage so she could rock up and grind against him.

"That's it Elisa. Take my cock Sweetheart. Christ, you're so wet and tight around me. Mmm, your pussy was made for my cock."

"Yes, god so many nights I...ohhh god...imagined feeling you. Laying in bed alone...touching my..."

Brix laughed low and deep, "Even married to him you touched this sweet pussy but thought of me?"

Elisa moaned, her back arching as he thrust a little faster into her, "Yes Sir. I did."

"Fuck, you are a naughty little thing. Fantasizing of your ex husband's best friend. Wanting me to take you. Ohhh, yes. Wanting this hard cock stretching you."

"Yes Sir, I wanted you, still want you."

"You have me Elisa. You hear me?"

Elisa's eyes opened and found him staring down at her. His hazel eyes burning with lust, with hunger, with something else she feared to name. Tears prickled the corners of her eyes. No man had looked at her like Brix was in the moment. Like she was his whole world.

"Do you hear me Elisa? Sweetheart, you have me. I will be here however you need me." Brix breathed.

"Brix...I...yes Sir, I understand." Elisa whispered, her voice catching.

Brix groaned as he kissed her. When her arms tightened around him and she rocked into him, he moaned. His hips started moving again. His thrusts now faster, harder, deeper. Beneath him, he could feel her body surrounding to him. Letting herself be free with him. Brix quickly rolled onto his back, pulling her astride him. He saw the hesitation as Elisa looked down at him.

"Ride me Sweetheart. Take your pleasure now. I want to see you let go for me." Brix instructed, his hands holding her hips.

Biting her lower lip, Elisa looked down and started moving. Brix sighed in rapture. Seeing her become more and more confident. Her hands moved slowly up her body and cupped her breasts. Gasping his name when she pinched and rolled her nipples between her fingers.

"That's it Sweetheart. Tease those beautiful nipples for me as your ride my cock." Brix praised, thrusting up as she came down. "God you're beautiful like this. Yes, pull them for me."

"Sir...god I feel so...hot. So...naughty. Feels so good. Tugging my nipples."

"Maybe I'll get my good girl some nipple jewelry. Something that will make you feel good, that you can wear and only I will know if you have them on."

Elisa nodded, head thrown back, eyes closed as she tugged her nipples harder. Brix hissed feeling her tighten around him. He was not going to last much longer. Holding her hips, he rolled over again, taking charge once more. Her arms snaked around his neck as she leaned up, her mouth finding his pulse point on his neck. Her tongue sliding up and down over it.

"I can't hold back Sweetheart. I need..."

"Take me Sir. Fuck me please. I want you to cum, to take me now."

"Elisa!"

Brix started pounding into her now. Her mouth, tongue and teeth teasing his neck, driving him closer and closer to the edge. Her arms and legs around him, her willing body fully given up to him. He drove hard and deep into her, hearing her panting his name like a mantra. Over and over. Begging for him to make her cum again.

"You ready? I'm about to cum Sweetheart. Oh, you want it?"

"Yes Sir. Please. Oh I want to feel you cum inside me. To make me cum with you. Please. Now!"

With three more hard deep thrusts, Brix all but screamed her name as he felt his release erupted from him and into her. Elisa hoarsely yelled his name, her body undulating under him. The sting of her nails into his shoulders only made Brix harder, his seed flooding her. As he felt the last of his release, shuddering, Brix sank down against her. Holding her, he shifted onto his side. Elisa lay there trembling in his arms, laying butterfly kisses against his chest.

Brix stroked her hair, whispering softly into her ear. Though he was still buried inside her, neither seemed in any hurry to move. Both content to holding one another. Elisa sighed feeling him soften but remain in her. It was such a new feeling for her. To be held like this after sex. Brandon was never one to do that. He never even tried. But it seemed Brix was the polar opposite.

"How do you feel Elisa? I wasn't too rough was I?" Brix whispered, his head atop hers.

"No, Brix. I've never felt so..." Elisa began, but broke off.

"Felt so what Sweetheart?"

"Loved..." she answered hesitantly.

Brix changed their position slightly so he still remained intimately connected to her, but that she could see his face. He started speaking only once her eyes met his. "Elisa, listen to me. Tonight was magical. I want you to know, to understand, that I don't want you just for sex. My feelings for you have...changed."

Elisa frowned, "Changed?"

"Yes. When we first met, I felt drawn to you. Yet, I knew I could be nothing more than a friend. You were married to him. Then I started dating and eventually married Tanya. Yet, even during those years with her, you were always there. In the back of my mind. Yes we were friends, I hope to god that after tonight we will still be friends, but a part of me wanted more than just your friendship.

"The night he told us you were divorcing him, hell I literally mentally cheered. I was so happy. Happy that finally you would be free of him. Since the divorce, I have no idea how many times I would reach for the phone to call you or sitting at my desk at work or home and wanting to email you. When I saw you tonight, I took it as a sign that I had to tell you."

"Tell me what Brix?" She did not miss the almost fearful way she had asked, hoping she was wrong.

"To tell you that...I love you Elisa. I have loved you since the very first time I met you. I want us to see where this goes. Beyond the mind-blowing sex. I want to be the one that protects you, to love you. To make you smile, laugh. To make you feel sexy, desired. To be your best friend." Brix stated.

Elisa could feel the tears but she did not care. Lifting a hand, she lay it on his cheek and smiled. "Yes Brix Copper. I have loved you for so long. Maybe not as long as you have me, but I do love you. I would feel so happy when you and I used to talk when you came over or at those office parties I went to with him. I have never felt as safe as I do with you. And now here in your arms, feeling you still inside of me, I feel...whole. Yes, let's see where this goes Brix."

Brix smiled down and captured her lips in a kiss. "I love you Elisa. So damned much."

"I love you too Brix." Elisa sighed, snuggling into him as he held her tight to him.