Arch Enemies Ch. 07

She hastily unzipped his jeans as he pulled up her skirt. He kneed her legs apart as he hoisted her up and reached between them for her panties. They too were ripped apart in his desperation to be inside her, and she moaned when the head of his penis brushed against her.

She began squirming when that was all she felt. He slowly rubbed himself on the outside of her lips, gathering moisture, teasing, and she groaned aloud.

"Just do it," she panted, looking into his hot stare. His sexily unkempt bronzed hair fell over one eye as he leaned down into her, and his hungry look had her clenching upon herself. She wanted him now.

"What do you want, Erin?" he asked. He grabbed himself to rub along her lips, further pleasuring her, but withholding. She moaned.

"Please," she whispered and she watched as his nostrils flared. She felt him begin to push inside of her, but he held back.

"Say it," he demanded. "Who do you want? I want to see it on your lips."

"Brady," she breathed, accepting her desperation, but not admitting it over a whisper. "I ... need you."

She watched as his pupils expanded and felt as his body tensed. Then he pushed himself swiftly inside her, reaching the hilt in one thrust.

He pulled slowly, nearly all of the way out and pushed brutally back inside. As soon as his pubic bone meshed hers, she began coming. She couldn't stop it. She pushed against his shoulders as she spasmed upon him.

Brady felt her around him, felt how wet she was. He hoisted her up farther, pushed his hips into her, and began thrusting. He didn't hold back as his powerful body slammed back and forth between her spread legs. He shook as his orgasm seized him and the power of it had him pushing one last time into her, filling her.

He leaned weakly into her as they both came down. Erin's mind had been blissfully blank after her mind-blowing orgasm, but things began to come back to her, unwanted. She wanted to continue to lean into this man. To hold him. To brush her fingers through his hair until he could find his breath. And then she wanted to do it all over again.

But once again his hurtful words came back to her. Nothing had been resolved. She only continued to make them worse.

Brady leaned back to kiss her swiftly on the lips. When he didn't feel her respond he looked into her eyes. Sensing her resignation, he kissed her once more swiftly on the mouth and slowly began to pull out of her.

Her tissue was swollen around him and he had a hard time pulling out without trying to hurt her, but he gently sat her on her feet. He pulled up his pants, ignoring buttons as he helped try to restore her clothing. He smoothed down her skirt and attempted to pull the shards of her blouse back together.

Realizing it wouldn't work, he smiled ruefully at her, but she wouldn't look him in the eye. Her face remained blank as she tried to put herself back together. He pushed her hands away from her ruined shirt.

"Stop." He picked up his forgotten Varsity jacket on the floor and put it on her. He smiled as he buttoned her up. "Think you can make it in the house and change in time with this?"

She nodded absently. She didn't speak as she picked up all of her books and purse. She pushed her hair behind her ears and headed for the doors.

He grabbed her arm as she tried to walk past him without looking at him. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"What does it look like?" she quipped, and she tried to walk again.

"You can't just ... leave," he finished lamely.

"I can. I will." She tried to wrench her arm away, and she watched as his face grew hard with anger.

"You can't pull this disappearing shit again. I have been wanting to talk to you all weekend, especially about you disappearing act Sunday. Do you remember anything from that night? From a minute ago?" he finished softly as he walked up to her. He brushed her mussed auburn hair behind her ear in their old friendly gesture, and Erin leaned back weakly to look at him.

It would be so much easier to just forget everything. To just let go of old hurts, of new hurts. She didn't know what she wanted, but her heart clenched as she looked him in his eyes.

All of the cruel things he had ever done to her, especially all of those years ago came rushing back and she hardened her resolve. She watched as he understood the look on her face, and he looked away from her.

"Go," he rasped, letting go of her arm.

Erin didn't falter as she walked out the doors of the locker room. Hopefully this would be their last encounter, and she could stop making all of these horrible mistakes. Those words had her frowning.

She pushed through the doors of the school's exit, and the afternoon's sun burned glaringly into her eyes. She paused, momentarily blinded as she let herself become absorbed into its warmth, washing away the coldness of her thoughts. She stood still in the brightness, staring at nothing, seeing nothing as she waited to regain her sight.