A Little Piece of Heaven

It was around midnight and I was wide awake in Brian’s bed. After our little ‘session’ I couldn’t get to sleep. All I could think about was Melle’s idea. What could go wrong? He’d either hear me or think it was a dream, or he’s too dead to the world to listen. Argh! What do I do?!

I turned my head to look at the sleeping Brian. For what seemed like ages I just stared at him, watching his chest rise and fall. Why do you do this to me? When I finally snapped out of my delusion, I just went with the flow. Leaning over to Brian’s ear, I held my breath so I would not wake him. That would all go downhill if I did that.

“Brian,” I whispered, making sure he would not wake. He didn’t stir. “Brian, I’m going to tell you something really important, and I hope you won’t go ape shit at me when you wake up. This is really hard for me, since I’ve never really felt this way this much before. And it scares me. I love you Brian Elwin Haner Jr. And there’s nothing you can do about it.”

There, I had finally said it. Whether he had actually heard me, I didn’t care. Feeling like the weight of the world had been lifted off of my shoulders; I lied down next to Brian and fell into slumber.

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When I woke up in the morning I was in an empty bed. Immediately I began to panic. Sitting up in Brian’s huge bed, I searched around the room and saw that Brian was nowhere to be seen. Oh no! He had heard me! Instantly, I assumed the worst. I tried to calm myself down as I thought of other possibilities why he wasn’t in the bed with me. He could be in the shower, he could be downstairs making breakfast, he could have driven away far from me... CUT IT OUT KASS! I shook myself of my thoughts and began my search for my Brian.

Before I could even walk out of the bedroom, I heard the shower running. A sigh of relief left my lips and I tip toed towards the bathroom. I opened the door as quietly as I could. Hot steam filled the room and beaded my skin with droplets. Slipping off my clothes, I climbed into the shower. Brian had his back to me, the water cascading down his muscular back and over his hot ass. He was like a God to me.

I wrapped my arms around his middle and hugged myself to him, enjoying the hot water on my skin. Brian turned in my arms so he could look at me. My heart warmed at the sight of him. I could seriously get used to this.

“Morning beautiful,” Brian kissed my lips, dampening them with his. I lost myself in his kiss at once. His arms wrapped around my small frame, melding me to his warm wet body. I shivered involuntarily as his hands caressed up and down my spine. My hands rubbed at his hips, and I pressed my pelvis to his own.

“Someone into morning sex?” Brian growled into my neck. Just the sound of his voice made me wet with need. How could he do this to me in one simple question?

“Who said I wanted sex?” I smirked. He growled into my neck before pushing me against the shower wall. The pain as I hit the solid wall only made me want him more.

“Don’t tease me woman,” he pressed his hips into mine, making me whimper a little. He began to bite my neck. Oh God... He knew that was my sweet spot. There was no denying him now. I wanted him just as bad.

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I had just finished cleaning up after our breakfast, thoughts of what I had told Brian in his sleep mulling over in my mind. Once I finished, I headed out into the lounge room where Brian was playing a few things on his guitar. Just watching him playing made me smile and my skin go all tingly.

Silently, I made my way over to him and sat down beside him. Brian stopped his playing and turned to grin at me. “You know,” he began to tell me as he pulled me to him, “I had the weirdest dream last night.”