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I stood right before Brandon, still heavily breathing out of physical exhaustion. Looking back at me with big brown eyes, he bit his swollen bottom lip which made me as feeble as a child. I was out of words, and he appeared to be the same.

"We should go back outside to Frank," I couldn't come up with anything else to say. I was filled with shame, yet I didn't regret anything about what we just did. He made me feel so shy.

Still I was curious about what would happen now, when the sin was already committed, when the damage of devotion was already done. Would it happen again? Did he do this only to have something to use against me? What if this was just a part of his game?

The insecurity hit me like a slap right over the face, and I sighed out loud without noticing myself.

"Is something wrong?" I heard Brandon say using a voice not very familiar. It almost sounded like he was genuinely asking out of concern.

I remained silent but shook my head to give him an answer, still I knew he would probably read right through me and expose my lying.

"You didn't like it?" His voice got back to normal again, dark and blank of emotion.

I took a step forward to feel his warmth and make him stay calm, then I looked up at him with the most prominent eyes before I let my lips place a soft kiss on his neck, following up to his earlobe.

"I loved it," I sensually purred into his ear to assure him that I truly meant it. Suddenly I felt Brandon's hand grabbing me by the hair in my neck and moving my head to make me face him. I grinned a little by his violent action as my heart skipped a beat.

"Good, so did I," He spoke against my lips, and my heart deployed the adrenaline in an aggressive rhythm, but I didn't get scared of him even though he was unpredictable with his movements.

His hand was roughly placed with a grip in my neck, which made my scalp hurt in pain, but still, I just couldn't feel afraid.

He placed his lips on mine, and willingly I answered the seductive kiss. He grabbed my bottom lip between his teeth which made me grunt in another pleasure. He was pure sex appeal, so gentle yet so rough.

He knew exactly what he was doing, and in what way he should handle me to keep me locked into his enchantment. Because how was I possibly going to resist this and never let it happen again?

The attraction was way too strong, the obsession was too heavy, and as time passed further, I started recognizing that feeling even more, noticing I had experienced it formerly, but back in the past. I had been addicted before, and it felt exactly like this. Euphoric, exalting, excessively glorious...

I just wanted more. No. I needed more...

Lastly, Brandon let go of his grip in a sudden blink and just started to walk towards the door to leave the small cabin. I was surprised by his impulsive turn, but I decided to follow his steps and walked outside to meet with Frank again.

I had no idea how long we were inside. Hopefully, it was not more than thirty minutes. Brandon actually only claimed he wanted to sit down for a bit, so if we had been in there for too long, it could seem suspicious.

As I stepped outside the shed, Frank stood in his position right where we left him. In a friendly way I smiled at the broad man, and he did the same as he met eyes with me.

I knew I had to say something not to make him too curious or hesitant about why we were in there for longer than expected, and after a minute of reflection, I found an explanation trustworthy enough.

"I'm sorry it took a while, Frank. Brandon got a bit out of emotion and I needed to calm him down," I stated only for Frank to hear, doubtlessly whitewashing mine and Brandon's earlier absence of actual intimacy.

Frank just nodded his head in an understanding way and kept smiling at me.

"Don't worry about it. It happens all the time, Nurse Frazier," He responded, and I breathed out of relief before I let go of the nervosity of feasible suspicion.

The three of us started to walk through the garden again, and to my surprise, the atmosphere around us was just the same as before we went into the shed. Brandon pursued quietly with slow steps to enjoy the bright sunlight and the warm, fresh summer air, and I carried along closely beside him, just as quietly. Frank kept his distance as he followed right behind us. It all was peaceful.

The green grass made the destructive hospital area seem a little bit brighter with color, and the perfectly potted flowers performed a perfect contrast to the dirty brown, tile castle.

It was beautiful in the garden. A different environment from inside the hospital. Out here, everything was colorful and fair, but in there, it was the complete opposite. Dark, dusty, and cold.
It never ended in there, it was an ongoing spiral of darkness and sorrow. Tragic with screams, spinning heads, and violent acts.

At this moment, I realized I probably enjoyed getting outside as much as Brandon did, especially after our moment of closeness. It allowed me to catch a break from the claustrophobic inside of gloom.

Brandon and I sat down on one of the wooden benches placed around the garden. We were so close to each other, but still within a perfect distance not to make anyone suspicious if they saw us.

Since there were windows all around the hospital tile walls, I wasn't sure if anyone could see us from the inside, but it was not worth the risk.

Also, since Frank stood just a couple of feet from us, he could in fact turn his back to face us in the lap of just a second if he wanted to, which could expose the magnetic drive between the two of us. So even if my body wanted to be as close to Brandon as it possibly could, I couldn't allow myself moving another inch closer to him.

The placid air between us was calm, none of us needed to say a word. We just let the mid-summer birds sing for us, and allowed them to romanticize this moment among us even more.


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