Page 64 of Cocky Player

Closer to the screen, people had set up lawn chairs and blankets.Kids tossed around footballs.A few threw frisbees.Parents wrangled toddlers on chubby legs as they roamed the area.

It was so damnnormalit made me wonder what life would be like with someone like Brenna.Something normal and sweet and filled with a goodness I’d never thought myself capable of.Brenna made me want to be the guy to give her all the good things she should have always had.

If that wasn’t love, I certainly didn’t have a damn clue what it was.

We’d arrived early, giving us plenty of time to hang out and relax before it was dark enough for the movie to start and once the sun was close to setting, we set off to the concession stand and stocked up on popcorn, some cotton candy Brenna had eyed on the way and then I grabbed a couple cheeseburgers even though we still had food and drinks in the cooler.

Once we returned to the truck, Brenna pulled off a piece of cotton candy from the plume of sugar in her hand and popped it into her mouth.

She was irresistible.So damn sweet.She’d taste like sugar and candy.I crawled to her and opened my mouth, silently asking for some of her snack.

“No.”She shook her head and dropped the bag of cotton candy to her side, sliding her hand to my neck.Brenna’s fingertips putting pressure on my flesh was the only ignition switch I needed.

“No, what?”I asked, crawling over her, moving slowly.

“You don’t want a taste of my candy.”

“I don’t?”

“No,” she whispered and her voice was so husky, so much more confident and sexy than she’d been a few weeks ago.“I think you want a taste of me instead.”

“Damn straight,” I growled, and dove for her.

I covered her body with mine, slammed my mouth to hers, and spent the next two hours giving her an experience at the movie theater she’d never forget…even if we barely watched the actual movie.

“Do you want anything to drink?”I tossed my keys to the kitchen counter and moved toward the fridge.

I’d gotten Brenna off with my hands during the movie, encouraging her to bite down onto my shoulder when she came to keep quiet.I’d have marks there for days.The girl couldbiteand it was hot as hell.

It’d been dangerous and stupid, making out with her like that in public but Brenna was so greedy, so responsive, it was unavoidable.

When it came to her, my self-control flew out the window.

But before the night continued in the way I wanted to take it, I needed a minute to calm down.

My dick had been hard for hours.Between her sitting next to me in the truck, her hands on me during the movie, I hadn’t allowed her to do anything more than rub her palm over my hard dick through my shorts.

The last thing either of us needed was for me to get caught with my pants down in public.

But fuck, I was hard as stone.So damn needy my nerves felt alive for the first time, hotter than the excitement I got from playing football.I was feeling more demanding and less in control than I could remember.

This wasn’t what it was like with other women.Making out with Brenna waseverything.

But I really, really fucking wanted more and I hoped she was ready for it.

I wasn’t planning on taking her virginity tonight, I was planning on giving her something I’d never given another.

I wanted to make love to Brenna.Not fuck.I wanted it slow, drawn-out all night long.I wanted to taste and touch every speck of her skin, bring her to orgasm over and over and over again.Slide into her until my dick was unable to get hard again.

I wanted to spend so many hours inside of her she was unable to get out of bed in the morning and then I wanted to do it all over again.

“I’m good,” Brenna said and it took me a minute to remember what I asked her.

“Right.”I chugged my water and nerves hit.So fucking strange.

I’d been with countless women.The steps with them were easy.Pick them up.Bring them home.Make them come.Send them on their way.The only switch up to that routine was when I went to her place instead, or sometimes the nearest hotel room.

Brenna required more time, more thought, and I didn’t want to push anything.It was her call how far we went.Always.

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