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Just Stay With Me Awhile

Sex and...Pizza?

It took Brian about an hour to get to the restaurant he had chosen for them to eat at in traffic, but when they got there the parking lot was completely empty. Lili looked over at Brian, curious.

“Where are we?” She asked him. He grinned at her, taking her smooth hand in his callused one.

“A little pizzeria called Godfather’s. It’s my favorite place to eat out here on the east coast.” He smiled. “And I had it emptied out for the night.”

She blushed when he told her that. He let her hand go, and opened the driver’s side door. He walked around to her side of the car and opened it for her, taking her by the crook of her elbow.

“Aren’t you cold in that dress?” He asked her as they began walking on the iced-over ground. They were almost to the glass door when Lili suddenly slipped on the ice, falling quickly. Brian didn’t have time to react, and he fell as well.

“Ouch!” Lili groaned in pain, watching as Brian stood up. He smiled down at her comically.

“What? Can’t stand up?” He asked her jokingly. She twisted her face and then laughed, holding her hand out for him to help her up.

“It’s hard to stand up in heels on straight ice, you know.” She retorted. He gave a hearty laugh as he helped her up, and then pulled her to his chest.

“I won’t let you fall again. Promise.” He reassured her, leaning down to her face and pecking her lips lightly with his own before walking towards the pizzeria. Once safely inside the restaurant and off of the ice, Brian noticed a scrape on her bared knee. He looked at her concernedly.

“We should get something to put over that.” He told her. She blushed at his worry, and then shook her head.

“I’ve had worse injuries than scrapes and not gotten anything put on them. I’ll be fine.” She said, a small smile on her face. He didn’t look convinced, but decided not to push it and nodded as he led her towards a booth in the back, his hand on the small of her back. When they reached it, she was surprised. On the walnut brown table, there was a deep red tablecloth, the silverware wrapped in black linen napkins, the plates made of a mosaic of bright red, yellow, and blue piece, sanded down to a perfect, smooth glossy texture. There were two wine glasses, one in front of each plate, and a bottle of wine on the other side of the table. In the center of the table stood a lit candle with a clear vase that held two red rosebuds that were just starting to bloom.

“It’s beautiful, Brian.” She gasped as she let Brian seat her on her side of the table. He smiled at her, obviously pleased with himself. She didn’t want to let him know it, but no other man she’d ever dated had done something like this for her. She was flattered.

“I got insight from your Dad,” He admitted, a sheepish look on his face. “He told me you liked this kind of thing.”

She smiled warmly at him, and reached out to grasp his hand over the table. “I really appreciate it, Bri.”

His gaze met hers as she said those words, and she felt a spark of something. It wasn’t as strong as the small flame she sometimes had with Zacky, but it was something that Lili felt could, if it were given the proper chance, grow into something that would surpass the feelings she shared with Zack.

The waiter came and both Brian and Lili made their orders, though neither one of them was paying much attention to the food at that point. After the waiter had left, Brian scooted over on the booth to Lili, pulling her to his side and looking at her.

“I know the date’s not even half-over yet; or, at least I hope it’s not. But I’d really like to do this again and again with you.” He told her, his voice a husky whisper. The sound of it sent shivers down Lili’s back, though she tried to convince herself that it was just the cold breeze coming from some open vent. Brian placed his hand on her bared thigh, and gave it a light squeeze.

“I thought you ‘didn’t do the girlfriend thing.’” She joked lightly, wondering if that would make the sexual tension between them dissipate. If anything, it only made it stronger.

“Usually, I don’t. And I’m not making promises, here.” He replied. “But there’s something about you that I’m really digging.”

She smiled at him, and then her heart began to beat just a little out of control as Brian’s lips claimed her own in a kiss that was soft and gentle at first, but progressed into a heated, passionate kiss that left them both wanting more. When Brian finally pulled away so they could get some air, he locked gazes with her.

“You are an amazing kisser, Brian.” She smiled up at him, covering his hand on her thigh with her own.

“Better than Zacky, even?” He asked, his eyebrows raised. As soon as he’d said it, he looked as though he wished he hadn’t, and Lili couldn’t help but wonder why.

“Yes.” She said confidently. “You are a much better kisser than Zacky.”

It was true too, she told herself. Most of the times that she’d kissed Zacky, it had been about fulfilling his needs and his wants. Sure, she’d enjoyed it. But she had realized that it wasn’t about giving her a moment; it was about giving Zacky a moment. She wasn’t so sure she liked that in a man.

The waiter brought them their food, and they ate in silence, their eyes hardly leaving one another’s as they ate their food.

When they had finished, Brian paid at the till and picked her up bridal style, telling her that he didn’t want her slipping on the ice again. He walked slowly over to the parked SUV and opened the driver’s side door, putting her on the seat. “You can scoot over the console; there’s a patch of black ice outside the other door, and I don’t want to fall and hit my head on the truck.”

She laughed quietly at his lame excuse of a joke, but did as he’d suggested and crawled over the console, blushing the entire time she did so. When she’d gotten into her seat and gotten the seatbelt on, Brian got in on the driver’s side and buckled his own seatbelt.

“That was fun.” He told her, looking at her before he turned the car on. She grinned at him.

“It doesn’t have to be over yet, Brian.” She said quietly. He grinned at her, his smile reaching her through the darkness as he nodded, understanding what she meant by that. He turned the car on and drove down the road for another twenty minutes or so until they were outside of town. There was a small side road off of the main one, and Brian took it, stopping about a mile away from the main road as he pulled off over into the ditch and turned the headlights off.

“Good thing the car’s black.” She told him, unbuckling her seatbelt and crawling back over the console until she was on Brian’s lap, somewhat straddling him.

Brian groaned, his hands on her exposed thighs. “Tell me now if this is just your idea of a joke.” He replied.

She laughed and shook her head, kissing his lips with hers, biting down gently on his bottom lip. “It’s not a joke, Brian.”

That was all the more reassurance he needed, and he deftly moved them from the front driver’s seat to the backseat, Lili underneath of him and looking up at him through wide eyes that were the same shade as her father’s.

No more words were said as Lili slid her hand up Brian’s shirt, her fingers feeling the contoured muscles of his chest and abdomen, pushing the black cotton material up and over his head, throwing it onto the floor of the car. She looked at his sleeve of monster tattoos and smiled, her fingertips tracing them lightly.

“I love your tattoos.” She told him, leaning up and kissing his bare shoulder with her lips. He shuddered in response as he rubbed his hands up and down her smooth legs a few times before sliding them up her dress, gathering it in his hands as he pushed it over her head, leaving her lying underneath of him in only her lacy lingerie set. He looked over it carefully; it was a dark purple bustier with a matching pair of lacy thong underwear.

“Purple is my favorite color.” He muttered into her ear as he teased her writhing body with his hands. She met his eyes with hers, and smiled.

“I got a little advice from Jimmy,” She admitted. “He told me you’d like purple. But don’t tell him I said anything.”

He drew an ‘X’ over his chest, a twinkle in his dark brown eyes as he covered her lips with his again. Lili, getting impatient with all the foreplay, found the fly of his jeans with her fingers and unzipped them, pushing the coarse material down over his firm butt and down his muscular legs until he kicked them off of his feet, leaving him in only his boxers.

“I love the thong, but it’s gotta go.” He groaned into her ear, pulling them off of her and ripping the material. “I’ll buy you a hundred more.”

She grinned and kissed his shoulder as he slid his boxers down his legs. She touched the tip of him lightly with her finger, causing an illicit moan to escape the guitarist’s mouth. She slid her fingers teasingly slow down the length of him before grasping it with her hand, putting just the right amount of pressure on him as she slowly slid her hand up and down.

“Jesus…Fucking…H!” He groaned into her neck as he left what promised to be a hickey by the morning. Before she could make him come, she removed his fingers from around him and met his eyes with hers.

“Make me scream your name.” She whispered to him, clutching at his arms with her much smaller hands. Brian needed no further encouragement, and pushed his dick into her without any warning, filling her completely.

She groaned as he pushed himself all the way in, and then pulled out slowly before repeating the process again and again.

“Fu—uck,” she groaned, her hips bucking up to collide with his. “Harder, Bri—Oh, Jesus--!”

He picked up his pace until he was going as fast as he could manage in the backseat of the SUV, and finally began to tighten in her. Feeling that he was about to come, she sensed her own orgasm as well, and tilted her head back as they both released themselves at the same time.

They had only been recuperating for a few minutes before Lili’s phone sounded off in the front seat. She cursed loudly and leaned up over Brian, grabbing it from the dash. Her heart sank in her chest, and she felt tremendously guilty when she saw the name on the screen.

Incoming Call: Zacky Baker