Page 47 of Renegade
It’s overwhelming to think that all of this happens and that I will be in the mix of it. I’ve never been around anything like this and I don’t know what to expect. I could hate every minute of it, I could see green with jealousy, but the thought of not trying and regretting it is even worse. Not being with Fitz doesn’t seem to be an option for me anymore. I need him.
“It’s going to take time to get used to and I can’t promise I’ll love it. I can honestly say that being with you is why this decision was made so easily for me,” I say and smile.
He wraps his strong arms around me and holds me close. “Thank you for giving this a chance, for giving me a chance.”
There is so much I want to say, so much I want him to know, but I simply nod my head. We stay wrapped around each other like this and sleep begins to pull me under.
I am suddenly woken up by the screaming of the alarm and I jump up, looking around. It is only six thirty and I’m in bed alone. My heart sinks and I lay back down, resting my cheek on my hands. Damn, I wanted to say goodbye. I wanted one more kiss, one more hug because I think these next few days will feel like a lifetime. I roll over and look for a note, but see nothing. I sit up and check my cell phone and nothing. Climbing out of bed, I grab my bathrobe off the closet door and pad out to the living room. Just as I reach the kitchen, the front door swings open and I let out a squeal.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry Brooklyn. I didn’t mean to scare you, I thought you’d still be asleep,” Fitz says, holding a bag and two coffees.
Relief floods me and I rush to him, wrapping my arms around him. He does the same, the best he can with everything in his hands and I smile. “I thought you left without saying goodbye,” I say.
He pulls back and puts everything in the kitchen, so I follow. Once his hands are free he traps me with both his arms against the counter and looks down at me. “I will never leave you, not without saying goodbye. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast.”
My heart beats madly inside my chest as butterflies swim in my stomach. “I’m glad because I was missing you already,” I admit.
Without another word he leans forward and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back with everything I feel and I hope to hell he can feel it. When we break apart he grins at me. “Just think about how we will need to reacquaint each other with our bodies when you get there,” he says, flashing me a wicked grin. Damn, he does things to me with the simplest of words. “Now, let’s eat because I know you need to get ready for work soon.”
We sit on the couch and enjoy our bacon and egg sandwiches and coffee. I adore that he knows how I take my coffee, that he seems to know what I’ll eat and that he hasn’t stopped touching me since we sat down. It’s things like this, bringing me breakfast that is so simple, yet mean so much. It was never in my routine, therefore I’ve always either made my own or went to get my own. I’ve missed out on a lot over the years and I’m not going to keep missing out.
After I nearly finish my coffee, I tell him I need to shower and he eyes me up and down, making me laugh. Once I’m in the shower and surrounded by my coconut scent, I realize it’s almost time to say goodbye to Fitz. It’s hard, I don’t want to do it, but I know I need to. I’m also a bit nervous about what will happen at work, but it’s not stopping me. I’m going on tour with Renegade.
The curtain pulls open and Fitz stands there, completely naked. “I told you I wanted to run my hands on your naked, wet body,” he says and steps in.
I back up a bit, giving his massive body room and take in the site before me. He’s by far the sexiest man I’ve ever seen, but multiply that by a thousand when you see the water running down his muscles. It’s like the water emphasizes every curve and line he has. I look up at his face and he grins at me. I move a step closer and reach out with a shaking hand and trace his muscular chest. He sucks in a breath and it turns me on knowing I am effecting him like this. I add my other hand and touch every inch of his now wet skin on his stomach, chest and arms. “How did I get so lucky?” I whisper, honestly wondering how. This man is a fucking God, and he wants me.
Fitz grabs me and runs
his hands down my back, resting them on my ass and kisses me. Having his wet body pressed against me, his hands on me and the water spilling down on us is incredibly hot. Even in the water I can feel my pussy getting wet.
He breaks the kiss and his blue eyes shine with pure happiness. “I’m the lucky one, don’t ever question that,” he says and lifts me up. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he continues and places a kiss on my neck. “So incredibly sexy.” He sucks on each of my nipples, causing me to moan. “So innocently pure.” He kisses down both my shoulders, before lifting his head and looking right into my eyes. “So perfectly mine.”
I feel tears stinging my eyes and blink them back. “You have no idea how your words make me react,” I say.
He puts me down and reaches out of the shower, grabbing a condom. He rips it open and rolls it on quickly, before lifting me back up. “And you have no idea how everything about you makes me react.”
I feel his hard cock at my entrance and whimper, wanting nothing more than to have him inside me. He backs up until my back touches the cool tile and once it does, he pushes inside me. “Oh Fitz.”
The sound of him slamming into me with our wet bodies is intense. I press my lips to his and he fucks my mouth, like he fucks my pussy. We both use our greedy hands to touch the other, while our bodies move in sync, building toward our release.
“Fuck Brooklyn, I can never get enough of you,” he says, kissing down my neck.
“I feel the same way,” I moan out when he bites down on my neck. The water is just heightening how amazing this feels and I can feel my orgasm quickly coming. “I’m so close Fitz.”
He reaches down and rubs my clit and I swear I see stars, because my orgasm hits me so hard and so fast. I dig my nails into his back and scream his name and it echoes in the shower around us. He pumps into me a few more times before he grunts my name upon his release.
Placing me down on shaky legs we kiss. After a few minutes he breaks away and we both take a minute to catch our breath. “So fucking good,” he says and kisses my nose while he reaches for my body wash. He pours it into his hands and starts to rub his hands on my body, washing me. He washes my neck, my arms, my chest and when he gets to my breasts he takes his time. He continues to rub them, causing my nipples to harden under his touch. I bite my lip as he pours more soap onto his hands. He squats down as he washes my legs and lets his body drag against mine as he stands back up. “Turn around,” he demands with heat in his eyes.
I do as he says and he pulls me against him, my back resting on his chest. He reaches around and washes my pussy. “Oh God,” I moan and drop my head back. He continues to rub his wet, soapy hand on me.
“Fuck yes, rub that sweet pussy on my hand. Come on me baby,” he whispers in my ear, bringing me closer to finding my release.
He picks up his pace and uses his other hand, pushing two fingers deep inside me. “Fuck,” I hiss. He fucks me with his fingers, while I ride them and then he rubs on my clit. I tighten around him and he bites down on the tendon between my neck and shoulder. That’s all it takes, another orgasm rips through me. “Fitz, oh fuck.”
He removes his fingers and spins me around. As soon as we make eye contact, he puts his fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean. It is so hot. “So sweet.” He kisses me, allowing me to taste myself and it is such a turn on. All too quickly he breaks the kiss and smiles at me. “I can’t seem to get enough of you, but you’re going to be late.”
“Shit,” I say, quickly rinsing off. “I completely forgot I had to work, damn it.”