talked about college, business, and then anything that popped into their befuddled brains. Carl helped them both to their rooms when they finally got back to the hotel. Bran didn’t remember removing his shoes but when he woke up the following morning with his head pounding, they were by his bed. He needed a Carl in his life but oh god he needed Willow more.
Fingers feathering through his hair woke him a second time. He squinted into the morning light and took the offered pills and glass of water.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Breakfast is in the other room if you think you can make it. If not I’ll bring a tray in here.”
“What about my morning blowjob.”
“It’s on hold until you’ve eaten and showered but if you’re good I’ll join you and help wash the smell of booze from your pores.”
“That bad?”
“Yep, if I licked your skin right now I would probably get high.”
“I’ll eat and bathe first but no talking about licking my skin or I’ll tie you to the bed.”
She stood up and took his hand. “Come on drunken business man. Eat some food and I promise you’ll feel better.”
“I’m holding you to that promise Goth chick.”
Chapter Nine
They spent the day being lazy and Bran realized how much work consumed his life during the past year. It wasn’t a bad thing but at the same time he had to find a way to mix pleasure into his busy life. Maybe he could open an office in Houston and become a regular visitor to El Diablo again. He had enough business interests with Damian that it would make sense.
He enjoyed Willow’s company and for the first time thought about a permanent D/s relationship. The club and Willow’s delicious body didn’t need to encroach on the work he did. He could visit a few times a month and teach her more about her body and the ways he could please it. Finding out about her past, and what made her tick was another bonus.
Her sweet mouth was the perfect antidote for too much alcohol and he would get drunk nightly if this was his reward. A blowjob without a pierced tongue would never quite do it for him again.
One hour led to another and they spent the day together. When their bodies were past satisfied they watched two movies in the afternoon. He chose a new action flick and she chose a chick flick. He loved watching her facial expressions while the movie played and then wiping her eyes when it ended. His movie was not nearly as fun until she fell asleep with her head on his lap. His hand traveled inside the white dress shirt of his that she donned after their shower. It never looked this good on him. Soft blue sleepy eyes opened and gazed upward.
“I’m getting you prepared for tonight. I want you needy.” His husky voice whispered over the sound of car crashes coming from the television.
“Have you been watching the movie or me?”
“Hmm, it’s a tossup; I’m not sure what’s happened during the past ten minutes.”
She stretched and he almost lost his resolve to wait until they were inside the club to taste her again.
“This is what I want you wearing tonight but nothing underneath.”
“This doesn’t cover my ass.”
“Exactly and it won’t cover anything after I get you into a station.”
“I don’t know if I’m ready.”
“I’m not asking.” He felt her flinch at his dominant voice. “Trust me Willow and I’ll give you what you need.”
“What do you need?”
“Hmm, this is nice but tonight will be better.”
Her hands circled his neck and pulled him down. He ended the kiss quickly, and pulled her arms from around him and stretched them over her head using one hand to hold them in place. His other brushed the sides of the shirt away to play with her piercings and the silky skin surrounding them. He never considered himself exclusively a breast man but hers drove him wild. Maybe it was because he hadn’t taken her softly rounded ass yet. He would find out tonight.
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She followed him into the club with the